
Last night we were coming home from the completely other side of town and what happened is an experience that I will never forget. We as missionaries always are with our companion, it is one of the rules as a missionary to protect us. And so we were driving together as usual. It was raining and it was dark in a weird part of town. My companion is driver. Our goal was home. It was late and time to turn in. My companion was very distracted because of a wierd enounter with one of our members. The roads we were taking were the main ones and I had thought that she knew where we were going, so I let her take it. Well...we ended up in a weird side of town and she told me, " I have no idea where we are or where we are going." So I told her where to go. Left here and right here and stay on this road until this road and so on. We came to a main road and when I had said to take a right she decided not to listen to my soft directions. It was quiet and we could hear each rain drop hit the hood of our car. I thought that maybe she was going to go a different route that was more familiar to her. As soon as she decided to go a different way, I stopped giving her directions until she asked for them. Although I never got lost and always knew where we were, we were driving in circles because she made the choice to not listen to my directions.
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