This isn't fair. I had to wait till I got off from work before I could post. (ie so I wouldn't commit a sin while posting about whether something was a sin or not.) And y'all beat me to the firepower answer, but here it goes anyway. (Major logical kuddo's to the who's a Jew anyway defense)
When you know they are at the door (I'm assuming that they do knock and ask "Hey, ya got any Jews around?), open fire on them with some Uzi's Rambo style [just war, so its not murder] bringing the judgment of God on the Nazis, then grab your Jews and make a dash to the back door and jump on the freight train that is passing by at the moment [your not depriving the R.R. company profit (no theft) because it's a government controlled railroad, and your taxes pay for it anyway], then you jump off the train and run into a library to hide. While you are there, you notice ~~Susita~~ 's bookshelf with her new Mathew Henry books on it [you don't covet them however, because your's is in the original Greek], as you run out the back door....and get into a waiting airplane. You pull out your MasterCalvin card [predetermined limit, earned with grace and the sweat of your brow] and pay for you and your Jews. And the airport taxes [obeying the civil magistrate].
While you are flying to freedom, you notice how modestly the steward people are dressed [to save you from lust, and to be politically correct at the same time, thereby avoiding two sins..one the world's, and one God's]. While over England, the engines go out [you just smile, because as a young earther, you know this is further proof of the young earth, ie, the 2nd law of thermodynamics that came into existence because of the fall...so you don't fear, which some consider a sin]. Luckily, they were putting up a new banner at the Edinburgh Inn which catches your plane and saves everybody's life. [A bunch of TR'ers smoking cigars come out and offer you a Guinness, giving God the glory]
But you notice a bunch of skinheads running toward you, so you grab your Jews and duck into a local pub, The White Horse Inn, were they are discussing whether music can be intrinsically evil or not [but in the spirit of Christian Liberty, you don't cause your weaker brother to stumble]. You then duck out the back door and board a boat full of Dispensationalists heading to America. [Who gladly take you along, because of your Jew's, seeing it is fulfilling God's prophesy in Ezekiel somewhere].
When you get to America, they drop you off at Plymouth harbor, where you hear rumors of Rob Bell being named a new moderator. [righteous indignation is no sin]. By this time the Jews are quite amazed at you (and your peaceable lifestyle), so they start asking about Jesus. You whip out your KJV Pocket New Testament and they convert on the spot. [you spend a year teaching them the reformed faith, so no decisionalism theology, which would be idolatry]. Satisfied, you see your Jews leave and you feel you have fulfilled the Great Commission. Just then a bull rushes at you and you say "I hate the horn's of a dilemma" [carefully not taking the Lord's name in vain]
So there is the right answer without you sinning at all.
