So this week was a little
uneventful. We got some tracting in, a lot of tracting actually. Going around
knocking doors. Knocked 56 doors in a few hours. We started keeping track. Had
some interesting answers;
One guy - Opened the door, said,
"Dude, don't knock on my door." Then shut the door.
Another - Opened the door, we
shared a little bit of our message, he said, "Oh. Well I practice
witchcraft. I've been doing that for about three years and I'd rather not talk
about it." Then he went back inside and closed the door.
Then the other - We knocked on the
door maybe 30 minutes before as we were going down the street and no one
answered. As we were walking back to our car, a guy pops his head out saying,
"Hey did you knock on my door?" We said, "Yes." He then
began, all while his daughter is crying in the background, "Are you
LDS? Cause I can't be Mormon. I have cousins that went on Missions. You have
your faith I have mine. I can't be Mormon. I appreciate your message and what
you guys do, but I can't be Mormon." He continued like that for a good 5
minutes and we just stood there saying, "Yup. Sure. We understand."
He finally ended, “I have to go be attentive to my daughter." We agreed,
then he kept talking!!! We're just finally like, "Hey you should probably
go check on your daughter." He said, "Ya." and closed the
door.
Love Elder Adams
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