Bible Study

No.  I am not posting a Bible study on here right now.  But I am posting ABOUT a Bible study.  Let me start from the beginning (a very good place to start).
I am a C.  I am a C-H.  I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N.  Know that song?  It's in my head.  But it's also true.  I'm a Christian, in case you couldn't tell from other posts I've put on here.  And I can't imagine life any other way.  Part of that is because I was brought up that way.  But  more than that, I know even more now than in the past that life without God would much worse than life with Him.  At least with Him, there is hope.  And my church family is amazing.
So, I'm sure, for those of you who don't know me (if there are any of you out there -- I really have no idea who all reads my blog), you want to know what "flavor" of Christian I am.  I am a member of the Church of Christ.  No.  I do not believe we are the only ones going to heaven.  I will leave that judgment up to the Judge who can make such a call.  I do, however, believe that the Churches of Christ are the ones closest to what the Bible says the church should be, who worship like the original church did, and who have it the closest to being right.  If I didn't feel that way, I'd go worship somewhere else.  As my husband says, everyone believes they are right -- if they didn't, they'd changed what they believed because no one wants to believe something they know is wrong.
The point of all this follows:
We've had some mormons come to us, wanting to do a Bible study.  I really didn't know much about Mormons except that they believed Joseph Smith was a new-age prophet, they followed the Book of Mormon, and they make up a large part of Salt Lake City.  Yep.  That was about the extent of it.
Also, I had never really done a Bible study with anyone before.  Not really.  This is sort of strange, because I am a preacher's daughter and went to a Christian university and am attending a congregation mostly focused on evangelism right now.  But I still hadn't ever had a true blue Bible study.  So, I decided if God was sending one to me, I should take it.
It was two college-age girls who are on a mission trip.  We chatted for a while that day and they told me about the "great apostacy" and about Joseph Smith and that all I had to do was pray and read the Book of Mormon and the Holy Spirit would let me know that it was true.  They then set up a time to come back when my husband would be there -- my husband was a Bible major, FYI.
So, last Friday afternoon, they came once again and we talked in circles around each other for an hour or so.  Basically, all they want us to do is read the Book of Mormon.  We don't really feel like we need to read it since the Bible tells us everything we need to know to be Christians and find salvation and get to heaven.  AND, there is no proof that the Book of Mormon is actually an inspired word of God from a new-age prophet.  There is no proof that the people in the book ever lived or that any of what they say happened happened.  There is proof that the things in the Bible happened.  Lots of it.  So, the only reason we should believe anything about the Book of Mormon, according to them, is through the Holy Spirit letting us know it is the truth.
In my head I'm thinking, but wait.  So, if I pray to God to show me it's true, and then read something like the Koran, and I feel better about life and have a better relationship with God while I'm reading it, does that mean it's true, too?  Because that's how they knew the Holy Spirit was telling them the Book of Mormon was true.  This logic doesn't stand.  I have learned a lot, though, about their faith and all the loopholes to show that it doesn't make sense.  I'm not sure how to lovingly point all that out to them, though.  They're coming back tonight to follow up.  It's been an interesting experience if nothing else.  I will say they truly believe in the bottom of their hearts that this is true, and I am very impressed by their desire to get out there and spread their good news.  I just wish they were spreading real good news.