This weekend we had dinner at the apartment of a good friend of mine who is single and lives in Manhattan. As we were discussing said apartment (perfect location in the West Village, but very small one-bedroom) and her roommate situation (regularly subleases her living room) she revealed to us her technique for introducing these roommates to the Gospel…she doesn’t. Well, not for a while at least.
She lives with each roommate for only a few months (exactly as she’d prefer it), by the end of which anyone will come to the conclusion that she is kind, generous, thoughtful, hard-working, intelligent, etc., etc., etc. In other words, she’s completely normal. Once that’s clear she’ll likely feel comfortable enough to have a conversation about the Gospel, part of which usually contains the phrase, “You’re Mormon? But you’re so normal!”