I’ve had Baha’i show up a couple times, and JWs every few months. I just take their pamphlets, say thanks, and then they leave. My sister answered the door a few days before Easter. They gave her a pamphlet with three pictures of Jesus, which they described in broken English as “Jesus in a manger, Jesus on a stick, Jesus as king.” Jesus on a stick, heh. Sounds like carnival food. Maybe we should have gone to the Kingdom Hall that week.
I used to be a Mormon. I was a missionary in Polynesia, and my wife went to Brasil. So I have a bit of sympathy for the guys who give up 2 years to their church, however misguided their efforts may be. I enjoyed having them over for dinner once a month as long as I was able to keep the preaching to a minimum.
Then when we informed the bishop that we no longer believed, the missionaries (among others) started showing up a couple times a week. They always claimed they were visiting one of my neighbors and just wanted to take a leak, grab a Gatorade, and chat for a while. One time my 4-year-old answered the door and said “the Mormons are here!” They replied that she’s a Mormon, too. That was one of our first hints that we needed to distance ourselves from the church before the kids got any older. We resigned, and were explicit in our resignation letter that our kids are not to be considered “born in the covenant” Mormons. The missionaries haven’t been back since then.
Eventually some unsuspecting LDS missionaries are going to darken our doorway. It’s not as if they consult a list of what houses to avoid. Our best strategy is probably to be polite, tell them we’re not interested, maybe offer them a toilet and a Gatorade, and send them on their way. Feeding them dinner and/or telling them we’re ex-Mormons would put us back on their radar.