rain
All this rain means puddles, and puddles mean splashing, and that reminds me of an experience I had on my mission:
It was a rainy day just like today. My comp and I were driving down the street in Levittown. I was behind the wheel.
Suddenly I see a HUGE puddle about 50 yards in front of us. I thought, "sweet!". There were no cars around, so I didn't even touch the brakes. As we got closer, my companion started looking at me all nervous. I acted like I didn't see him, or the puddle. He kept looking ahead, then at me, then straight ahead again.
"SPLASH!" We hit the puddle so hard that the wave went higher than the car (it was a mazda 323). I chuckled and continued driving.
"What are you doing?!?" he asked. "Just hitting a puddle." I replied. "Didn't you see that man back there?" he yelled.
Suddenly I felt very sick. My head hurt. And my tummy. And my heart. I looked in the rear view mirror, and sure enough, there was a very wet man sitting by the side of the road glaring angrily in our direction.
The thing was HE WAS WEARING CAMOUFLAGE so I had not even seen him! There was an army base in the city and he must have been waiting for a bus to pick him up and take him to the base.
It was at this time on my mission that my testimony of camouflage really started to blossom.
It was a rainy day just like today. My comp and I were driving down the street in Levittown. I was behind the wheel.
Suddenly I see a HUGE puddle about 50 yards in front of us. I thought, "sweet!". There were no cars around, so I didn't even touch the brakes. As we got closer, my companion started looking at me all nervous. I acted like I didn't see him, or the puddle. He kept looking ahead, then at me, then straight ahead again.
"SPLASH!" We hit the puddle so hard that the wave went higher than the car (it was a mazda 323). I chuckled and continued driving.
"What are you doing?!?" he asked. "Just hitting a puddle." I replied. "Didn't you see that man back there?" he yelled.
Suddenly I felt very sick. My head hurt. And my tummy. And my heart. I looked in the rear view mirror, and sure enough, there was a very wet man sitting by the side of the road glaring angrily in our direction.
The thing was HE WAS WEARING CAMOUFLAGE so I had not even seen him! There was an army base in the city and he must have been waiting for a bus to pick him up and take him to the base.
It was at this time on my mission that my testimony of camouflage really started to blossom.
posted by Jesse Harding | 3:54 PM
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