When I saw this from http://www.9thwardcartoons.com/ I had to laugh. Here the poor man has been stranded on a deserted island, probably praying for someone to help him get off. His home teachers arrive and leave, completely oblivious to his needs.
My mother-in-law always says, "Confession is good for the soul, but not the reputation". And with that in mind, I am still going to confess something. I can relate all to well to this cartoon. (I am oh, so sorry to say.)
One day my visiting teaching companion and I visited a home of a young mother of five small children. While there, everything fell into total chaos. The baby was crying, a child who wanted a bath had taken off all his clothes and was running around naked, another child had flooded the bathroom floor. And all of the kids wanted their mother's immediate attention.
We offered to help but the mom insisted she could take care of it all, and encouraged us to be on our way. We insisted, but again she refused our offers. Truthfully, I was a bit relieved as I really had no idea where to even start. But as my companion and I walked out the door, leaving the poor mother with five crying kids, a naked child, a hungry baby and a flooded bathroom, I said to my companion, "We are the worst visiting teachers in the entire world."
I have since tried to repent of that mistake. But when I saw this cartoon all the memories came rushing back. I want to thank my own visisting teachers though--the ones I have now and the ones in the past. You are all great!