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A longer post than usual for you guys. This is just too bizarre to abbreviate:
We had been tracting for about four hours in the sleet with nothing but slammed doors. I was so cold and discouraged, so I said a fervent prayer that somethingwould happen to lift my spirits and give me some sense of worth.
A few minutes later, I knocked on a door, and a girl around my age answered. Her eyes widened and she said, “Tyler?” and then started laughing hysterically.
Then she called for her brother. He came down the stairs and said, “Tyler Tingey! I almost didn’t recognize you without your beard. Come in!”
Terribly confused, I walked in and asked them how they knew me. They said they have friends in London who suggested they check out Brumby. When they saw on Facebook that I’m on a “Mormon Mission” in England, they had a running family joke that one day I would come and knock on their door.
We talked for a few minutes, and they asked me some questions. They weren’t interested in religion, but they did want me to sign their beach frisbee. They said I could come back any time. I left the house feeling like an international rockstar… until I knocked on the next door, and the guy that answered reminded me that I’m not that cool.
It was the quickest completion of the Pride Cycle in the history of mankind.