Turbo The Shadowstalker

Sounds like a NASCAR driver mixed with an evil ninja assassin-psycho, and it would probably make for a blood curdling and terrifying movie. However, the true story is neither terrifying nor does it have anything to do with a psychotic ex-professional racer slaying innocent individuals in dark alleyways as his actions are recorded from exotic camera angles and viewed with accompanying music that magnifies the dread and horror felt by the viewer. In case anyone is wondering, I really dislike such horror movies, as well as any other movie that basks in darkness. Shouldn't we be trying to fill our lives with good and uplifting things, rather than glorifying atrocious acts done by depraved individuals who enjoy desecrating the commandments of our loving Father in Heaven. In other words, be careful what you put into your mind, dear friends. The media is powerful, but so are your peers, and the people you associate with. Every single thing in this world conveys one or more messages. The message is either for our Savior, or else it is opposed to the powers of truth and righteousness. Sometimes, we find media that sends mixed messages. We are given some wise  counsel in Moroni 10:30 regarding such things:

And again I would exhort you that ye would come unto Christ, and lay hold upon every good gift, and touch not the evil gift, nor the unclean thing.

Wow. Clear and succinct, isn't it? It's sharp and powerful as a two edged sword, and extremely applicable to us in these days. I exhort you along with Moroni to forsake the evil things in your life.

Anyway, enough talking about important, applicable, inspiring things. Not really. I'll copy and paste that at the end just so you remember the important things. But without further ado, allow me to share the absolute pinnacle of interestingness that happened this week. Which is not very interesting. We were knocking in a very rural area, and as we were walking up certain dwelling place, a car drove up to us from out of the driveway. They informed us that they were not interested in our religious dealings, and then gave this wise piece of council: "Also, please don't let our dogs follow you." By this time, by the way, their two obnoxious dogs (one puppy named Turbo, and another who remained anonymous, although hereafter we shall refer to him as "Gruffy") had run up to us and were sniffing us curiously. The two people then proceeded to drive away with no further instructions. Needless to say, the dogs followed us, despite our best efforts to shake them off. After about an hour of infuriating stalking, we were finally able to "get rid of them" (if you know what I mean*.

Anyway, we've just been trying to find people who will listen. All week long. That's it. So, yeah. That's about it.  Farewell

 And again I would exhort you that ye would come unto Christ, and lay hold upon every good gift, and touch not the evil gift, nor the unclean thing.

Elder Benge

P.s. We didn't kill the dogs. We finally were able to dump Gruffy and Turbo off at the house. It was prayer that made the difference. What a miracle.