Dear door-knockers for God,

For the record, nothing makes me feel less religious than having my doorbell ringing during the peapod squad's naptime. Especially when I have even gone so far as to put a note on the door saying, "Please do not ring doorbell."

And please…once you've disturbed me and I kindly explain that I already love Jesus (very much, in fact), do not keep talking as if you didn't hear a word I said. A simple "God bless you" will suffice. Then move along to the next unsuspecting heathen.

Peace,
Monica

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