One Sunday morning we met a woman on the street in front of the chapel. We began to speak with her, but she wasn’t interested in what we had to say. She started to walk away from us, but as she did she was pooped on by a bird. We were all a little shocked, but then we began to laugh.
The bird must have been on a divine errand because the woman turned back to us, gave us her address, and told us we could come teach her about the restored gospel. My companion and I laughed through all of church that day.