Quick correction from last week's email: We're totally allowed to listen to church music! When I said "no music" I meant that meant nothing besides official church publications unlike some missions that allow anything that "invites the Holy Spirit." Sorry for the miscommunication folks.
Alright, email time!
Life marches on! I'm happy to report that this week's been better than the last. I know I've got a long way to go but I'm seeing improvement already. Counting down the days (689, 688, 687...) is just maddening but when I just take it one day at a time then missionary life's really not too bad. I've been learning a lot lately about consecrating "go time" to the Lord completely and taking time to recover during mornings, nights, and meals with members. Speaking of member meals, they've seriously been some of the best parts of my day every day this week. Us missionaries don't always get to do our work in places conducive to the Spirit so any time we get to be in a member's home is just so refreshing. It's thanks to their support that I feel like I'm able to finish strong every night.
Some fun personalities from this week:
- Ken: a kind Christian man who waved us over, got us some water, complimented us for sharing the Word of the Lord, and encouraged us vehemently to buy as much land as possible as soon we possibly could. Will do, Ken.
- Elder Esera: a Samoan Elder with a big smile and bigger muscles who insists he's "from Chinese and speaks China." His accent is fun and his volleyball skills are terrifying. Apparently he was one of the best boxers in American Samoa for his age before he came here.
- Elder Bradford: an Elder from Southern Arkansas called to Northern Arkansas. Familiar with the lay of the land and blends in with the natives so we use him for reconnaissance and various espionage. Has an extensive knowledge of Pokémon cards and made big bucks buying and selling them back home.
- Brother Hogge: a cool dude in the ward who lives here with his equally cool wife. Runs IronMans regularly, bakes delicious homemade bread, maintains bodaciously curly surfer hair, and grows an absolute ton of tropical plants out of fruit he bought at the store—all while going to med school. Sent Elder Ceb and I home with little papaya saplings after teaching how to chemically induce a pineapple plant to produce fruit.
Okay I'm running out of time yet again so I'll jump into the news. This week we:
- "cleaned out" our apartment for a few minutes today and found a treasure trove of dubious missionary paraphernalia. Highlights include a full tech deck skate park, a cookbook made for newlyweds, a set of well-used throwing knives, and a souvenir sword from Turkey.
- got our groceries paid for by a nice lady named Michelle whose son is serving in Houston. Much obliged, ma'am.
- doxxed a family residence to find my Amazon order that got delivered to the wrong address,
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- marveled at a mailbox shaped like a fish.
Thought:
I have lots of thoughts! Like all the time. It's neat. But *the* thoughts I wanted to share are these:
1) Elder Waite (the one who looks like Jim Carey) actually has a crazy cool story. His entire family and extended family were members of the Church but they all left when he was a kid and became anti besides his older brothers who served missions against all odds. He went to other denominations and was a Baptist for a while but he never felt like they really answered his questions so eventually he decided to just take an honest, unbiased look at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. He went at it alone, emailing questions to his brother on a mission and sneaking out to church when he could. He didn't meet with the missionaries until later but when he did he found truth, felt the Spirit confirm it, and became a member. Now he's a devoted missionary and a powerful example. Boom.
To all you discouraged missionaries reading this out there, take heart; these kind of people actually exist. They may not be ready yet when you meet them but someday they will be and they'll rock your socks. Elder Waite is so cool.
2) Scripture of the week is Psalm 147 verses 3-5:
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
Shoutout to Hermana Dobbs for the cool scripture. The Old Testament can be kind or intimidating sometimes but man, it holds so much truth.
God knows us by name like He knows the number of the stars. He loves us perfectly and individually. When we give Him the time He will shape us into our best selves in a way that is just fascinating. If you're thinking of serving a mission, go do it. There's no better place to work than the Lord's vineyard.
Love you guys! Stay safe Arizona folks, it's hot out there.
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Papaya's a nice word. Papaya papaya papaya. |
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Turkey sword from Turkey. Somehow it's here now. |
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The fish box. Simply beautiful |
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District hike woo |