Jared's Story

So I've written before about my friend Jared who's on his mission in Texas. Well, today I got a letter from him and there was this great story about an investigator in it and I wanted to share it.

"And finally... prepare yourself to hear about our... 'other' investigator. A couple days before Sunday we taught this old alcoholic homeless man sitting on a milk crate under a tree... while it was raining a little. So we commited him to come to church... and miraculously... when us and a member dropped by the porch he said he would be sleeping on... he was there and ready. So he hops in the car and smells of alcohol and other foul odors. And he tells us and the memaber about how he's a homeless man trying to change, but the devil's in him.
So we're then outside the church building and we're trying to make sure Leon knows he has to be reverent inside. So we go in the sacrament rom and sit in the back where the overflow is at and sit down. Things are going pretty smoothly until a little bump after the first prayer. After it was given he continued to pray in his mind. So the high councilman is now doing stake business and Leon finishes his prayer with a chant like, hand waiving, spell casting, power ranger like prayer finish and then resumes watching. Everything ended smoothly until the end of the meeting when... the 'spirit got into him'. We tried to escort him out quickly but loud hello's and arms raised and some praising the Lord was seen. Also, while going out... to one of the sisters in the ward he made a comment that was something to the effect of... 'what's up girl?!?!?!'. So we're now in the parking lot and he has advanced to some dancing. So Brother Brown pulls through and helps us take him home. Leon curses some more... calls himself a 'black angel', asks for a dollar, we set up a return appointment, we drop him off and he dances away."

End of story... for now. :)