I Might Just Knock You Off My Steps

Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart I have written my law, fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revilings.
2 Nephi 8:7
The door opened and I looked into sad eyes. “We’re sharing a video about Jesus Christ and all the wonderful things he has done for us–“
“Look, you don’t want to know my opinion on Jesus Christ. I might just knock you off my steps if you don’t leave.” Her face was now inches away from mine, and I struggled to say what the Californian in me would say when someone gets that close.
“Okay, you have a great night.” We walked away and could hear her still yelling at us as she closed the door, “I hope he’s doing something for you, because he sure has messed* up my life.”
My heart was pained for his woman, who felt that her life was so terrible because her Heavenly Father wanted her to suffer. My heart was also a little angry because of this woman who felt the need to curse and threaten us for wanting to share happiness with her. Nevertheless, I went on to knock more doors with my faithful companion.
There are nights like that in which people yell at us, people are rude to us, even people who claim to be Christians slam the door in our faces. This could be so discouraging. Walking up to a door is scary when half the people who answer are rude to us, but I know that it would be worse if I didn’t try to share the gospel with others and Heavenly Father had to show me a time that I could have brought someone such happiness, but I was too afraid to knock on their door. Sharing the gospel is hard, and there are some weeks I just want to say, “I’m done,” but sharing the gospel is worth it. When you find just one person who listens, one person who accepts the message, one person who thrives and grows with the gospel; when you see the light in their eyes, you know it’s worth it.
And we have suffered all manner of afflictions, and all this, that perhaps we might be the means of saving some soul; and we supposed that our joy would be full if perhaps we could be the means of saving some.
Alma 26:30
*her language has been changed to be suitable for readers*