After the missionaries and the rest of the people in our ward had left, it was just my friends Rachel, Jordan and I. Our institute door is kept "open" (wedged, really) while people are there, but is able to be opened with a code that all of the members in our ward have. On this particular night, someone forgot to close the door after leaving and two people came into our institute building unbeknownst to us.
They gave us the story that their mom was at St. Joseph's hospital in St. Paul and that their "bus fare had run out" and were wondering if we could help them. Honestly we were stunned that they just came in, and they reeked of cigarettes but we talked to them and I even asked if they wanted me to write down the directions on a piece of paper. But that's not what they wanted. They wanted money. Which we didn't have/weren't willing to give them. So they left.
Although the first thought we had after they left was that we needed to lock the door, the next thought that ran through our mind is the fact that people are drawn to this church. The Gospel draws people in without them even knowing about it! Sure, we could say they just wanted money. But there's a church right next to ours, which is much bigger and they could have easily gone to that one and asked. But they didn't, they came into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day saints. Awesome, right?
I think so!
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