Door to door mormons:an opportunity for compassion

Smith looked at me and said, "But you're not strangers. We know you well. We can see your light." His wife and kids all smiled and nodded their heads in agreement.

Even though I don't remember what he had said about blessing people, I think he had just done it.
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I was writing my above post at the same time you were writing this--how appropriate! Thanks for the great story:)
 
raghorn said:
I don't disagree with you Steve. When I lived in CA I found your approach to be a very practical one. Now I live in a very small town. I know most of the people in it, and due to the public nature of my employment they pretty much all know who I am whether I know them or not.

I've never yet had any reason for concern about my safety or that of my family, but never the less I am always packing. I still subscribe to the "Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet" school.
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I like the way you put it, RH.
 
Thanks for the story Rice. That sounds like the Church and people I know.
Terry
 
We get Mormon missionaries here in Italy, too. The ones I've met have been nice kids, without exception. I've never had any particularly religious kinds of conversations with them, mostly chit - chat. I usually get the feeling that they're just glad to hear an American voice.
 
The only people that DONT piss me off by knocking on my door are the UPS man, the FEDEX man, and the post man. If you come knocking to try to change my views, better not lean too close or the door might hit your nose when i slam it. I have no desire to hear the religious ramblings of someone who I dont even know. I dont knock on mormon church doors and try to convert everyone to buddhism, and doubt i'd be happily greeted if I did. Every time i have given these people an inch to breath, they want 50 feet to move in. The next time someones tells me i am going to hell for not agreeing with them, i am going to just throw a glass of water in their face and shut the door.
 
I generally have more sympathy(?) emphathy(?) for people that have the balls to show up on my doorstep rather than calling me. That said, I normally politely tell them I'm not interested and they give me a pamphlet and go away.

Once, two Jehovah's Witnesses came on a weekend when I'd been watching some game by myself and was three sheets to the wind on beer. I invited them in (accepted), offered them a beer (declined) and then talked with them for an hour until they were begging to leave. While I'm not an atheist, I can't say deep in my heart that I actually believe that there is a God (my Wife is Catholic and our Son goes to Catholic school) in religion and that made them nervous, I think. I gave them a $5.00 donation and haven't seen them since.
 
These actions, from beating the crap out of them, sticking your naked ass in their face, arguing with them, listening to them politely, to joining the movement which they proselytize, all depend on the underlying assumption that when there is a knock on the door we are compelled to answer and interact with the caller in some way.

I find that fascinating and more enlightening about the needs and fears of the human species than any of those personal reactions.
 
Not only can we be approached, but it's an expectation easily within our comfort zones.

When things get bad, that won't be there anymore.


munk
 
I don't trust anything that's sold door-to-door.

Mike






That Cult of the Scary Moon, though. That has me thinkin'.

What if some hot looker mooned you, instead of a guy? You might not go away at all, much less in a hurry. We could be on to a Universal Truth right there. The moon is in the eye of the beholder. That should be the First Tenet of the Cult of the Scary Moon, Inc.
 
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