toddpedlar
Iron Dramatist
This morning I am feeling rather pathetic about my failure to / unreadiness to engage Mormons on the spot when they stopped by the swingset in which I was pushing my three girls in a park yesterday. I was more than a little annoyed that they swooped in while we were obviously enjoying a family day out, but I suppose with three little blond-headed girls and a wife who is seven months pregnant, we stood out as an easy target.
They went through their usual spiel, asking if we would talk with them about the true church, and so forth, and, mostly because I was quite annoyed by their interrupting our family time, but also because I really didn't want to get into any lengthy discussions with them and felt somewhat unprepared to address everything that might come up, I did my best to send them off with a gracious "no thank you". We were in a park in Rochester, MN, which is about an hour and a half from home - so that didn't make it easy to want to start up a conversation that would have to be shorter than I would want.
I lost an opportunity there - perhaps a big one - to plant some seeds of doubt in their minds concerning their cultic slavery, and to show them a glimpse of the true freedom of knowing the true Christ. They are two enslaved souls - and I am disturbed over my failure to set the afternoon aside and engage them. I am also determined to have ready tools for discussion with them the next time they come knocking at our door at home... though I know a good deal about their history and doctrine, from having taught about Mormonism in Sunday School several years ago, I could be much better prepared to have a long discussion with them.
Anyway I hope this confession and lament reaches some of you who might be visited by the Mormons... and to exhort you, along with myself, to take some time to prepare yourself for such a visit - it is a prime witnessing opportunity that shouldn't be missed. These people are locked up in a deadly belief-system and need the light shone before them just as much as anyone else you might encounter. Their willingness to address you at your front doorstep makes being specifically prepared for them a good goal to have in mind.
They went through their usual spiel, asking if we would talk with them about the true church, and so forth, and, mostly because I was quite annoyed by their interrupting our family time, but also because I really didn't want to get into any lengthy discussions with them and felt somewhat unprepared to address everything that might come up, I did my best to send them off with a gracious "no thank you". We were in a park in Rochester, MN, which is about an hour and a half from home - so that didn't make it easy to want to start up a conversation that would have to be shorter than I would want.
I lost an opportunity there - perhaps a big one - to plant some seeds of doubt in their minds concerning their cultic slavery, and to show them a glimpse of the true freedom of knowing the true Christ. They are two enslaved souls - and I am disturbed over my failure to set the afternoon aside and engage them. I am also determined to have ready tools for discussion with them the next time they come knocking at our door at home... though I know a good deal about their history and doctrine, from having taught about Mormonism in Sunday School several years ago, I could be much better prepared to have a long discussion with them.
Anyway I hope this confession and lament reaches some of you who might be visited by the Mormons... and to exhort you, along with myself, to take some time to prepare yourself for such a visit - it is a prime witnessing opportunity that shouldn't be missed. These people are locked up in a deadly belief-system and need the light shone before them just as much as anyone else you might encounter. Their willingness to address you at your front doorstep makes being specifically prepared for them a good goal to have in mind.