Bob was a well-educated, quick-tongued, good-natured retiree. His name was given to us by the ward mission leader as one in a list of part-member families. He was immediately welcoming, though not at all hesitant to let us know he’d been through every set of missionaries in every ward he and his member wife had been in and, while we were always welcome, there wouldn’t be any baptism happening and we would be wise not to burn our bridges by trying.
Recently I was thumbing through some old books when a piece of paper, folded in thirds and stuck in the middle of Arthur Henry King’s “The Abundance of the Heart”, caught my eye. As I unfolded it my eyes fell on the letterhead at the top of the page. I recognized it immediately as the written conversion story and testimony of one of the dearest people I came to know as a missionary in Ohio.
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