This morning, an elderly couple of the Jehovah's Witness came to my home with pamphlets. I kept the door open, nodded my head, and listened, but then one of our cats ran out, and the gentleman chased after it. Salvation became secondary, as we both chased the cat. Finally we got the cat (Mishmish) in the driveway. Then it was back to talking about evil in the world and its remedy in the Hereafter. I wasn't sure what remedies he thought were available to non-JW's. The man asked me what my name was. When I told it's "Ibrahim," he said, "Oh, you're Jewish?" I said, "Well, actually I'm Muslim." He looked down a bit and then said, "Oh, well that's OK too," coming back with a smile. He was polite and pleasant, and was appropriately brief. We spoke for a full minute about Abrahamic (or Ibrahimic) values and faith, and finally said our goodbyes. So, today my faith received an OK and was validated. A good start for a Saturday.