Many years ago, when I was a young single police officer, a beautiful young blond girl stopped by the police station to ask about an accident report involving a relative of hers.
We talked, I couldn't help but think how kind and pretty she was, and she seemed in no hurry to leave the station.
The next day she returned, ostensibly with a few more questions. I was on "dispatch" that week, so I was pretty much a captive audience.
When she left, my sergeant was needling me mercilessly, telling me that she was wanting me to ask her out.
I really didn't believe that to be the case, but the next day, she came by the station with a plate of chocolate chip cookies to say thanks for the help.
My sergeant was in the booking room within view of the dispatch panel, and began motioning for me to ask her out.
I did. She suggested I come to dinner at her house and meet her family. I did.
Her dad was some biggie in the Mormon Church, and this was my very first encounter with Mormons other than some "elders" knocking on my door.
It was a very nice dinner, very nice conversation, and the family invited me to go on a tour of some Mormon temple stuff.
I dated her for a few weeks, but things were getting complicated, and there was obviously a push for me to explore Mormonism with her.
(In a previous post about her before the crash, I even admitted I had lust for her, and realized the relationship could easily head in the wrong direction)
I decided to stop seeing her, and she gave me a copy of the Book of Mormon with her picture in it (I'll post a pic later - the BoM is at my office)
ANYWAY --- that was 1972-ish, and I hadn't heard from her ever gain.
Until earlier this week.
She found me on Facebook, and wanted to let me know that she was trying to contact everybody she had ever introduced to Mormonism.
She had become a Christian, and felt a burden to undo all of her 'evangelism" and let them know how badly deceived she had been.
I told her that my wife and I had been in a ministry to Mormons, and she was amazed and interested to hear more.
After the Holidays, we have plans to get together (her and her husband, and me and my wife) to talk about the ministry to Mormons that they operate.
(She had actually "friended" me on Facebook a couple years ago but I didn't know it was her - she had a new last name, of course, because she was married, and I assumed she was somebody else I knew from that time period)
She also told me that her mom and dad had divorced - her dad continued to advance in power and influence in the Mormon Church, but her mom was feeling more and more like "property".
(Her mom has since passed on, having become a Christian, and her dad... must be in his late 80's / early 90's stays in touch ONLY because there are grandchildren)
We talked, I couldn't help but think how kind and pretty she was, and she seemed in no hurry to leave the station.
The next day she returned, ostensibly with a few more questions. I was on "dispatch" that week, so I was pretty much a captive audience.
When she left, my sergeant was needling me mercilessly, telling me that she was wanting me to ask her out.
I really didn't believe that to be the case, but the next day, she came by the station with a plate of chocolate chip cookies to say thanks for the help.
My sergeant was in the booking room within view of the dispatch panel, and began motioning for me to ask her out.
I did. She suggested I come to dinner at her house and meet her family. I did.
Her dad was some biggie in the Mormon Church, and this was my very first encounter with Mormons other than some "elders" knocking on my door.
It was a very nice dinner, very nice conversation, and the family invited me to go on a tour of some Mormon temple stuff.
I dated her for a few weeks, but things were getting complicated, and there was obviously a push for me to explore Mormonism with her.
(In a previous post about her before the crash, I even admitted I had lust for her, and realized the relationship could easily head in the wrong direction)
I decided to stop seeing her, and she gave me a copy of the Book of Mormon with her picture in it (I'll post a pic later - the BoM is at my office)
ANYWAY --- that was 1972-ish, and I hadn't heard from her ever gain.
Until earlier this week.
She found me on Facebook, and wanted to let me know that she was trying to contact everybody she had ever introduced to Mormonism.
She had become a Christian, and felt a burden to undo all of her 'evangelism" and let them know how badly deceived she had been.
I told her that my wife and I had been in a ministry to Mormons, and she was amazed and interested to hear more.
After the Holidays, we have plans to get together (her and her husband, and me and my wife) to talk about the ministry to Mormons that they operate.
(She had actually "friended" me on Facebook a couple years ago but I didn't know it was her - she had a new last name, of course, because she was married, and I assumed she was somebody else I knew from that time period)
She also told me that her mom and dad had divorced - her dad continued to advance in power and influence in the Mormon Church, but her mom was feeling more and more like "property".
(Her mom has since passed on, having become a Christian, and her dad... must be in his late 80's / early 90's stays in touch ONLY because there are grandchildren)
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