Many years ago, I quit home teaching. I had my reasons, and I thought they were pretty valid. No matter what the elders quorum president or the bishop said, I simply refused to do home teaching.
One evening I got a phone call from a member of the stake high council. He asked to meet with me at the church and I agreed to meet him. I met with this brother, and after an opening prayer, he asked me to home teach. I told him “no.” I then told him that my going into other members’ homes was a waste of my time and theirs, and that it wouldn’t make one bit of difference in anyone’s salvation if I did it or not. I left the office, got in my car, and headed home, feeling quite pleased with myself.
However, a block away from the church is a four-way stop. As I pulled to a stop to allow a car to pass, I heard a voice in my head saying, “Scott, what is it going to hurt you to do your home teaching?” I sat there dumfounded. I could argue with the high councilor, but I couldn’t argue with the Spirit.