Ok, an emergency came up last week so I didn't visit with the mormons then. They came today. We had a lovely conversation. They were three very nice girls. They wanted to come back again, but I told them not to. First they'd have to convince me God exists, then they'd have to convince the Bible is an authority, then they'd have to convince me the BOM is an authority. Waste of time for everyone. I thanked them for sharing their faith with me.
They started out asking me a bit about my experiences as a JW. I told them it was a high control group; they speak for God so you have to do whatever they say. The girls laughed and said they could NEVER belong to a group like that. Eye roll.
They asked what I knew about Joseph Smith. I said, "Just the scandalous stuff." They laughed and went on with their spiel. Later, I said that JW leaders had scandals, too, but I wasn't allowed to know about those until I left the JWs. I was surprised that they seemed aware of scandals involving JS. I forget what she said, but she seemed unaware that some of his wives were also married to other men, so I mentioned it. Maybe one of them will be interested enough to look into that.
One gave her testimony about how she asked God for the truth and she had a warm hug-like feeling, etc. I asked, based on the fact that people of many religions, and even non-religious people, have such experiences, how could one know whether it was truly a God-given experience. They said that God could give such an experience and God would never lie to you. Stuff that didn't really answer the question. But maybe one of them will think about the absurdity of that reasoning.
In all, it was a very nice conversation and I'm glad I invited them. It's definitely more relaxing to be on this side of the conversation, rather than the one doing the preaching. Hopefully it will help me be more prepared for the JWs. I definitely have the knowledge to have a more useful discussion with JWs than LDS. But I need to prepare what tack I want to take with them when they show up unexpectedly. Very unexpectedly, considering I've been here a year and no one's so much as left a tract in my door.