General Conference is not an occasion that you would think would be jam packed with hilarity. Yet, strangely, it was for us. For instance,in the middle of a relaxed conversation, Joe bolts out of his seat, hurtles and cracks a coffee table and goes to pretend to sing. We had no idea what got into him. He was pretending to sing and dance at this exhibit. His wife says: "you haven't ever heard Joe sing for real, have you?......well, everyone knows that he cannot sing."
Another irony: on the same day that David Kendall (our first ever Bisphop to be elected as a "lead" Bishop- who knows- not even he knows exactly what this means!) preached a message that was infused by the power of the Holy Spirit and was about our being ready for the wind and the fire of God to once more consume the church there was a golf cart that caught fire. I saw it but was not thinking clearly enough to have my camera ready for it, so you can see pictures of it on the fmcna.org site.
Another detail that tickled my funny bone was Will and I waking up one morning with a group of cattle in the field next to our tent (about 10 feet away)staring and moooooowing at us.
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