It was Chinese New Year, and my landlord's family, who are part Chinese, sent up a plate of special treats. In the afternoon I was on my way to return the plate with some candy when I saw a table full of food and incense standing on their porch.
Not wanting to seem to be offering a gift to the spirits, I went back up with the goodies wondering what to do.
Earlier in the previous year I had a conversation with my landlord about our religious beliefs. I had explained that I believe Jesus to be the only way to God, the only one who can save us.
I remembered a little children's book I had bought about the resurrection of Jesus. Surely that would not be put on the altar to the spirits.
So I put the book on the plate and went down the stairs.
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