This week, a sad thing happened.
My first
road kill. We were driving along a windy back road, when suddenly out
of the bushes flys a blackbird. No big deal, happens all the time. So
this bird starts flying the same direction we were driving, just not
nearly as fast. He has a head start of a couple yards, but that didn't
last him for very long. Right before impact I am expecting this bird to
move. I am counting on it. "I've never hit a bird," I thought. Well, I'm
not sure what was going through this birds head; maybe he thought he
would try to race Sabrina, maybe he was showing off for some lady bird. I
can promise you this though, after slamming into our windshield and
tumbling across the car and into the street, there wasn't anything going
through that little birds head.
And thus went the blackbird.
Then,
almost immediately after that, we arrived at our destination! A farm in
the middle of nowhere. The only company around was a large herd of
cows. Until we pulled up to park, and realized with some shock, that not
only were there cars where there is usually just pavement, there were
nice cars!
There were like three times this many
We still
aren't sure as to why there was an abnormally large amount of Porsches
parked in front of this usually vacant farm out in the boonies, and we
may just never know. We've heard rumors of an Amish mafia, but I would
have been expecting luxury buggies over luxury vehicles.
Also, this week we decided to take a trip to the
first Dairy Queen! Or so we thought. The other elders in our district
kept telling us that they had the first Dairy Queen in their area, so on
the way back from zone training we decided to stop in. Now, there are
no signs, no advertisements, no flashing lights telling us this is the
first Dairy Queen. Elder Karren was just positive that it was. With more
than a little doubt and skepticism, I asked one of the employees if
this indeed was the first Dairy Queen. Lo and behold, the first Dairy
Queen is actually located in Illinois. Whoda thunk. So our whole
adventure out to see the first Dairy Queen ended up with me just getting
a milkshake, and squished sprinkles all over the seat of my pants.
Lastly, we stumbled across a ghost town, in the
middle of town. Our appointment had fallen through, and so we decided to
go tracting down one of the streets in inner Coatesville. Whilst
walking down it, we realized that every single home on the block was
abandoned. Every single one. Usually there's a handful on each street,
but it didn't take long before we realized that nobody lived on this
street. Eerie, but pretty fun at the same time. Oh the things you'll
find in Coatesville.
Here is a cool (with the potential to be really
cool) story from this week. We were visiting a recently reactivated
member, and were talking to him about missionary work. He has a lot of
friends and family who aren't members and we were trying to help him
with sharing the gospel. Long story short, the main people he has been
wanting to share the gospel with live in Kenya (there are a lot of
Africans out here, usually they are Liberian though) and they are far
from the church and missionaries. However, they have a laptop, which
means they aren't too far from us! So, hopefully this next week we are
going to start teaching people in Kenya via Facebook and Skype. Pretty much the coolest thing ever, in my opinion.
"Behold, I [the Lord] will hasten my work in its time." D&C 88:73
Love,
Elder Horne
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