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As some of you might know, I have something of a reputation for being a "biblical scholar" (as Natalie puts it--ha!). I went to a Christian school for K-12 and we took Bible classes that counted towards our GPA. Plus, I have a pretty good memory, but it is especially good for things I have read.

So the other day I'm working in the craft room, and I see this old guy and a lady walking up the sidewalk towards the house. The window was open, so I couldn't just hide like I wanted to. It was actually kind of spooky in a way, because the man was dressed in like a 1930s style (fedora-ish hat included) and was moving really slowly.

Turned out they were Jehovah's Witnesses, and he started talking to me about the bible. I told him I was busy and he was polite about it, and then he asked me my name. I told him.

He said, "That's a pretty name; did you know that Sarah's name was changed in the Bible--it was originally Sarai?"
"Yes."
"Oh, you did? Do you know why?"
"Yes, because she laughed when God told her she would have a child at 90."
"Okay, well, did you know that Abraham's name was changed, too, from Abram?"
"Yes."
"Well, do you know what Abram means?"
"Yes."
"Okay, well, what does it mean?"
"Father of many."

He left after that.