Every now and then I do a search for the word "Mormon" at technorati.com. It searches weblogs that have been updated recently. I use it to see what people are saying about the church. Every few days someone rights about some kind of contact with missionaries. A couple have told of their experiences taking the discussions. Today I found this post. I thought it was interesting.
April 10, 2004
My Husband Amazes Me
I was feeding Alexis this evening (ok well I was feeding her yogurt and she was eating chicken, peas, carrots and corn by herself) when the doorbell rings.
We were expecting a delivery from Home Depot so the doorbell wasn't such a surprise. Actually we had been waiting on it all day and had hoped to get it early in the day so we could get the roof repaired before the rain starts but that's another story altogether.
I was sitting in the middle of the floor since Lex was in her booster seat and I had a clear view of the door. When the door bell rang I glanced up and immediately saw a tie. I knew it had to be the Mormons and told Jamison "It's the Mormons." So Jamison goes to the door and shoots the breeze for a minute or two with them as he's prone to doing. Being an instigator he likes to discuss things with them to see what kind of reaction he can get out of them.
We've always wanted a Book of Mormon to read so we could see what their point of view was without having to sit through one of their talks. The next thing I know not only had Jamison managed to get them to give him a copy of The Book of Mormon, but he had managed to do so without any strings attached. There was no, "We'll come back to discuss this with you." There was no, "Why don't you give me your phone number so I can call you and see what you think once you finish." He managed to get the book with no strings attached! They put THEIR phone number in the front cover so Jamison could call THEM if he had any questions. Of course this could be because he intimidated them (he intimidates most people) and they weren't sure how to take him. Or it could have been because the t-shirt he's wearing today says "IS THERE A NAME FOR YOUR DISORDER?" and they even commented on his shirt nervously.
He amazes me. I bet he could talk an Eskimo out of his coat or an alcoholic out of his beer. The book will come in handy when we start teaching Alexis the differences between religions but I must say I never thought we would actually get our hands on a Book of Mormon for keeps. There is no doubt about it, if Jamison wants something, he gets it.
Posted by Daffodil at April 10, 2004 07:39 PM
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