Sketchbook: Street contacting

It may be unsurprising that this was inspired by a Far Side cartoon. I like how the "bad" missionaries are basically just street contacting.
 

Seeking harbor

He may not be the only one this happens to.
 

It started with an apricot tree

Believe it or not, this started with sketches around Jacob and Esau and a mess of pottage. We wound up with two kids and a mess!

 

Covering all the bases

There are missionaries who can cook, and there are missionaries who can order take out. The world has need of both.
 

Likening the Old Testament unto us

It might work to get a date, but it won't make you friends amongst the custodial staff. 
 

Sketchbook: Cutting it close

When one of my sons returned home from his mission, he asked if he could do a special family night — to teach his little brothers the correct way to shave!

This could also be seen as a commentary on how young the new missionaries seem to be, even if they are mature spiritually!

 

Truth reflects

I had senior companions who told me lots of stuff that turned out not to be true. Like the time they said it was my turn to clean out the garbage chute for the apartment building!
 

Class goals

That's often the question it comes down to, isn't it?
 

Headline news

I often find myself thinking what news broadcasts would be like in different eras. I kind of liked this one.
 

Showing off

As a general rule, missionaries don't get to go to a lot of school events. But it's cool when they do!
 

Sketchbook: A love that lasts

As missionaries, we often got mistaken for people in other professions, usually the CIA (but there was that one time where someone wondered if we we members of KISS, but that's another story). But we were never suspected of being there to promote online dating — probably because it hadn't been invented yet! 
 

Serve with love

I don't recall having crushes on any of my Primary teachers. Elementary teachers, yes, but Primary teachers not so much. Maybe that's because we were usually in trouble!
 

Special recipe

Every now and then I have to pull out one of my favorite Valentine cartoons of all time.
 

Blessing the earth

You can never stretch a metaphor too far.
 

Oh give me a name

I remember spending the entire month of December as a missionary looking for someone to teach. It was a cold, cold month. 
 

Sketchbook: Reaching to the sky

One of the things I like about the Tower of Babel story is that it all starts because they came up with a new way of making bricks. Baking the bricks makes them stronger than simply sun drying them — therefore they could build a super high tower to reach the heavens. 

I also like that they use the word "slime" in the same verse. It's a word that we call a hidden treasure —like Nimrod and Moron — that makes certain family members giggle during scripture study time.
 

Going for the gold

I'll bet with just a little work we could come up with some great ideas for missionary Olympics.
 

It's only a model

Wait, isn't this the same set of siblings who built the Lego City of Enoch? Maybe they're going to become regulars with topics related to our Come, Follow Me studies this year. Who knows? 
 

Groundhogs, two by two

One of my favorite things about the story of Noah is how he used gopher wood to build the Ark. No, it wasn't wood made out of or cultivated by gophers. It's a transliteration of the Hebrew word, and nobody knows what kind of wood it really was. Dang. I was hoping for actual gophers!
 

Can I get that to go?

We read that Noah packed food for his family before they entered into the Ark. It had to come from someplace!

There was debate as to whether Noah was a good tipper. The consensus was that (1) he could afford to tip as much as he wanted — money wouldn't be good for much longer anyway; and (2) he gave everyone in the land tips about repenting before it was too late, but that didn't seem to do much good. 

Lastly, I still have nightmares about that old Russel Crowe movie from 2014. The name was one syllable too long!