The thing about being rejected...it's generally hilarious.

I have loved being able to be an active part of missionary work again since moving to New Mexico.  I love the times I get to spend with people who are investigating our church and sharing with them why the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is so important to me.

With these recent experiences I have been reminded of how hilarious it is to be rejected.  Let me explain.

There was a time, in Lancaster, New York, that my missionary companion and I were out "knocking doors" (which just means knocking on people's doors trying to get them to let us share a little bit about the gospel with them...not terribly productive, might I add.)  We were in a beautiful neighborhood.  I think the street we were on was even called "Enchanted Forest Lane" or something magical like that.  Anyhow, we stood on a doorstep and knocked.  Now, this house had a door like this:

In only a few seconds a head appeared in the window and then quickly disappeared.  No one answered the door.  We knocked again to which we received the response 

"There's no one home!"  

I'm sorry, what?

I yelled back "Yes there is.  We just saw you!"

He yelled back "No there's not!"

I remember just staring at the door not quite knowing what to do.  My anger was replaced by the laughter of my companion and we went on our merry way.  If nothing else, it makes for a great story.

SO THEN...

Just two days ago, a friend of mine went with me to visit some people from our church.  We knocked on the door and one of the people we were hoping to visit with answered the door.  We chatted for approximately 2 seconds before she disappeared...supposedly going to get the others we were hoping to see during that little visit.  A minute later the baby sister (probably 7 years old) shows up at the door and says

"They're all asleep."

"They're all asleep?" I asked.  "But _______ (third child) was just here at the door.  Did she fall asleep very fast?"

"Well actually only _________ (oldest child) is asleep."

My friend asked, "Well, where is __________ (second child)?"

To which the little sister replied "Oh, well, she's on the couch.  She's just pretending to be asleep because she doesn't want to talk to you."

We nearly burst out laughing right then and there.

Welcome back to the world of rejection, Sister Boothe.  

And I've laughed non-stop for 2 days.