Monday, August 29, 2016

Golden Investigator

Occasionally, even missionaries like Elder Van Dyke are entitled to an investigator who sincerely wants to join the church.

Thursday, August 25, 2016

First Day of School (of the Prophets)

A number of things regarding today's gag:
  1. Of all the early Church leaders, why haven't I been drawing more pictures of Sidney Rigdon? He's got a face cartoonists love! I even drew him as the guy who doesn't know what to do with his hands, because don't tell me that isn't him.
  2. If Facebook existed in 1833, you can be sure that Lucy Mack Smith would have insisted on Joseph and all his friends posing for this picture. (Shoot, if Facebook existed in the 1980s, maybe my mom would have taken some pictures of me on the first day of school.)
  3. Of course no one snaps my picture before heading off to work these days. If they did, I might look like this guy.
  4. The school of the prophets was started on January 23, 1833 at Newel K. Whitney's store. It included instruction from early Mormon scholar Orson Hyde (he's the guy to the right of Joseph Smith in the comic above--also fun to draw). Most famously, out of it came the Word of Wisdom.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Spoiler Alert

After our extended look at Elder Van Dyke's post-mission experience, let's return to his missionary service.

Today, it seems, that everyone is worried about spoilers--the big revile at the end of a movie, TV show, or book. I wonder if it has ever been a problem for missionaries who regularly encourage investigators to read from the last chapter in the Book of Mormon the first time those investigators handle the book.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Laman's Eagle Scout Award

Just try to imagine Laman's Eagle Scout board of review.

Scout Master: Welcome, Laman, please have a seat.

Laman: Sure, whatever.

Scout Master: This is your Eagle Scout board of review. Assuming everything goes well during this interview, you’ll be eligible for your Eagle Scout award.

Laman: Cool. Let’s get this over with, okay?

Scout Master: Sure, it says here you earned your camping merit badge.

Laman: I’d say, eight years in a tent!

Scout Master: That’s impressive. You also earned your hiking, wilderness survival, hunting, and woodworking merit badges.

Laman: That last one was particularly tough. We had to build a boat!

Scout Master: Ah, that would explain the sailing merit badge as well.

Laman: Yep.

Scout Master: This is all very impressive, but I am concerned about some other aspects of scouting you didn’t quite master.

Laman: What? Like what?

Scout Master: Well, your knots, for one. It says here you tied up your little brother, Nephi, outside of Jerusalem but that he was able to slip out of your knots.

Laman: That’s not fair. He prayed and stuff and got help from the Lord. Besides, the knots I tied him in on the boat lasted for days!

Scout Master: That leads me to the next area of weakness: your mastery of a compass is severely lacking.

Laman: Come on! The liahona was seriously broken.

Scout Master: Yet it worked just fine once Nephi picked it up again.

Laman: (Under his breath) Stupid Nephi.

Scout Master: And I can’t accept your cooking merit badge. According to the records, you didn’t even cook the meat you caught in the wilderness.

Laman: Augh. The Lord told us not to light fires in the wilderness and that He would prepare our meat for us.

Scout Master: Okay, I suppose I can let that one slide. But I’m still not convinced that you should pass this board of review. I’ll tell you what, if you can recite the scout law I’ll okay your Eagle Scout award.

Laman: Easy. “A scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, um, murmuring, hard-hearted, quick to do iniquity, slow to repent, um, clean, and reverent.”

Scout Master: That’s enough. I’m sorry; I just don’t think you’re quite ready for an Eagle Scout award.

Laman: Ah, man! Dad said I couldn’t drive the curelom until I got my eagle. (exits room.)


Monday, August 15, 2016

Homecoming Talk

I feel pretty much the same way about my mission.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Many are Called

Today's gag, like last week's gag, comments on youth and their obsession with smart phones. And the last three comics of the week featured on this site fall into the broader category of adults complaining about kids these days. I didn't realize any of this until after I'd drawn this one and it leaves me worried. Am I becoming an old curmudgeon? Do I start every conversation I have with my children with the phrase: "In my day"? Am I more Mr. Wilson than Dennis the Menace?

These are questions I'll have to ponder later this evening--when I'm sitting on my front porch yelling at the neighborhood kids to stay off my lawn.

Monday, August 8, 2016

First Date Continued

A day or two after I came home from my mission, a former companion took me to a dance club to get back into the social scene. It was like drinking out of a fire hydrant. I felt so out of my depth. I remember visiting with one girl who offered me a piece of gum. I backed away slowly convinced she was trying to get me to kiss her, when she was likely just offering me a piece of gum. Slowly I got comfortable with the fairer sex, but it took some time.