I knew a LDS family about 38 years ago who had a son in the mission field. He was not sent to convert people, he was sent to counsel missionaries who were suicidal due to the constant failures to convert people.
Had an LDS bunch show up at the front door. Said they would like to talk to me. I told ‘em “Sure come on in. Have a seat. It’s hot out, would like some lemonade or water?” They said a little water would be appropriate. I gave them their iced water and a couple of cookies. Then I sat down, looked at them and said “What would you like to talk to me about?” They stammered, looked at each other and said “ We don’t know. Never got this far before.”