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| The first store was called "Crystals and Caverns" actually I can't remember its real name. |


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| The first store was called "Crystals and Caverns" actually I can't remember its real name. |

Here is a special spiritual rendering to help set the mood.
This is Me and Aiden running in for the scare.

This is me standing on a hill overlooking the capital Tegucigalpa.
Ever wonder where all of our old beat up school buses go after they die? Well they go to Honduras and are used for public transportation. This one got a paint job, most are still yellow and have the original school name and district on the side. We once saw one from Salt Lake.
Me carrying a box. The lady in front of me is selling fruit from a basket balanced on her head.Okay now that you have seen pretty much all there is to see from my mission I will continue with the story.
I will call this story:
"THE DOG THAT FELT THE SPIRIT"
When I had been in the mission for about 9 months I was in an area called the Kennedy with my favorite mission companion and dear friend Elder Gamble pictured below.
This is me and Gamble with a convert named Nelson, after seeing this pic Gamble was very upset because Nelson put his hand on my thigh and not on his. I don't like to talk about the mission to Gamble because he is still mad about it.
Here is Gamble being harassed by a drunk who was obsessed with him. He (the drunk) kept yelling "Gracias a Jeovah" while trying to hug Gamble. Notice how the drunkard is pulling Gambles head in for a kiss. Fortunately Gamble has a very strong neck and was able to avoid a nasty drunkman smooch.
Elder Gamble and I had been teaching a young college student named Marvin. Marvin had recently undergone Testicular surgery and was always home so we were always able to teach him weather he liked it or not. For those of you who dont know what "Testicular Surgery" is, it means that he had to have his Junk operated on. Marvin lived with his mother, and their Dog. Marvins mother also happened to be slightly insane. We would often teach both or if Marvin wasn't feeling good we would teach his Mom alone.
Marvins mother was very sweet, she owned a candy stand and would give us a treat from her stand whenever we visited. She was always kind and let us in her home no matter when or what was going on. She also had a really cool old fashioned phone that we were planning on somehow acquiring. 
One day Gamble and I were out on the streets doing our missionary thing. After all of our appointments and plans fell through and several people hid from us in plain sight, we decided to visit our faithful investigators Marvin, and his Mom.
We approached the house and knocked on the gate, most houses in this area had an enclosed porch surrounded by a gate or walls like the one pictured below. So rather that knocking on the door one would tap on the metal gate with something hard to get the attention of the occupants.
When we tapped on the gate Marvins dog ran out of the opened door on to the porch and started barking like crazy, he wouldn't shut up, the barking was echoing off the porch roof and into the house. In the house we could hear Mavin's sweet old Mom talking on the phone to someone so we waited.
This is an actual picture of the offending dog.
As we waited the barking got louder and louder and the dog got madder and madder. I thought it was going to break down the gate and attack Gamble, (I say "attack Gamble" because I would have used him as a human shield to protect myself from the dog.) Just when we didn't think the commotion could get any worse all of the sudden Mavin's mom said "HOLD ON" to the person she was speaking with and sat the phone down. "Sweet" I thought, she is going to let us in. When she came out she was not her typical happy self she looked at us and I swear her eyes were red, she then looked at the dog and then stomped on it as hard as she could putting all of her 92 pounds of weight on it, she then violently kicked it about five times, and proceeded to beat the dog over and over. The angry barks were replaced with yelps of pain, as the dog tried to escape the clutches of its lunatic master she gave it one final swift kick to the hind end as it yelped and ran away. The poor dog was so confused and freightened that it ran right into the edge of the doorway before finally making its way into the house.
Once the dog finally escaped near death a very silent, and awkward moment then followed. "Um......Buenas Tardes" I said to break the awkward silence, the old lady then looked at us in disgust turned away and slammed the door as hard as she could right in our faces. We stood there for about 32.5 seconds in complete silence trying to fathom what had just happened, then we both broke out in uncontrollable laughter and left.
We lost a good investigator that day, and an even better source of free candy, but the experience made it all worth it. I will never forget this special experience for the rest of my life. We never saw Marvin or his lunatic mom ever again, and we all lived happily ever after.
The End
Please feel free to use this spiritual experience in any sacrenment talk or sunday school lesson that you may be giving in the future.



