So… we had mormon missionaries come to our house today. They were talking about different prophets throughout time:
Elder S.: And so came the new prophet,
Me: Joseph Smith.
Elder S.: Yes! And he lived in America…
Me: Rochester, New York. In 1823, that is. Before that, he moved around a bit.
Elders S. & R.: Yes! And at that point, after the vision of God and Christ, he saw a vision of an angel…
Elders (obviously thinking): Wow, she must have read some before we got here! This is awesome - she’s taking it seriously! We must be getting though to her.
Me (thinking in song): That’s right: that young man spoke to God. (He spoke to God?) And God said: Joe, people really need to know that the bible isn’t two parts… there’s a part three to the bible, Joe.
My mother and I were trying not to laugh the entire time or break out into song. Elder R. was EXACTLY like Elder Price - I kept expecting him to sing You and Me (But Mostly Me). AND THEY COULD BOTH SING. (Elder R. ended up playing Mumford & Sons’ Reminder on my acoustic guitar.)