Thanks for all the packages and stuff, and that's cool for Jackson! Is this his first broken bone? Let him know I'm proud of him! Unless he's had one before that I don't remember. Then it's still pretty cool. I don't think Koegler's caught it (Chickungunya), I'm still feeling it. I wake up in the morning and I limp through the day until probably , and then my wrists and fingers are still pretty swollen, but it's all like, whatever. We still proselyted every day, didn't slow down for nothing. It was just long and painful. My knees only really hurt for a day while biking so I think I had it pretty good, but I've had it for like, 17 days now, which is just really annoying.
Yeah conference was really good. I did see Kieran! (Kieran was singing in the MTC choir for General Conference) Lucky duck. I thought that was so cool! My favorite session was the evening S session, before priesthood. Tad Callister and that Jorg Klebingrat, or whatever his name was, gave really good talks. The Jorg guy probably gave my favorite talk of the whole conference. We ended up missing the first half of the morning S session because we had to get an investigator there, and she's in a wheel chair and really old and she can't walk, so that was kinda difficult. I hear President Eyring gave a good talk that session so we'll have to watch it during lunch some time. But yeah, conference was good, I took some notes. There was some good stuff. I found quite a few talks were about caring for the poor and how we can help those people, and those talks were received really well with the ward here, just because of how they live. Holland gave a decent talk I think, I don't really remember. It was just a lot of church all weekend. But yeah, it was good.
I agree though with the language thing, I would've liked subtitles way better than some randoms voice over top, not as cool.
Other missionaries don't get a lot of packages. Usually just clean shirts and candy, and pictures and letters from people from home. Elder Hunt gets a lot of packages, but no one else gets a significant amount. I just really want that bike kit you sent! That'd be really useful. Thanks for sending stuff though, hopefully I get it. I forget my camera every week, so I remembered today, I have a few pics don't worry. It's just hard to take pictures because we're so busy, I don't really have time to stop and whip out my camera and get a good picture. And I don't want to look like a tourist while we're proselyting, it wouldn't look very good. I also don't have any way to carry my camera, it doesn't fit in my scripture case. Taking pictures isn't really part of being a missionary the way I see it, but when I remember I take a few. I'm not out here to see what the world has to offer me, I guess is why I don't take many pictures. But I'll try to take more for you guys.
Well isn't that sweet you still set me a spot at the table. I was thinking about it last night actually. Is it weird thinking you have a son being a missionary in a foreign country on some island in the ocean? Cause it's a weird feeling for me, being a missionary. It's hard for me to comprehend, the stuff that I'm doing, and the role that I'm playing in people's lives, and the changes that I'm making in my own life. A lot of my personal studies this week has revolved around a scripture I came across. I believe it's in Jacob . It talks about how Joseph and Jacob magnified their callings as prophets and teachers for the people, because they wanted to keep their garments unspotted from the blood of the people when they stand at the judgement bar of God. In Mosiah chapter 2, King Benjamin says the same thing in his address to the people, saying that he is giving this final address so that he can be spotless before God, and that the blood of the people will not be on his head. As a missionary, and I think as a priesthood holder, this applies to me too. It's kind of scary when I think about it, that the blood of all these people I meet and come across, is on my head if I don't do all I can to help them. And with that in mind, I have to do everything in my power, as a priesthood holder, to be worthy, and to be an influence in people's lives, so that I can also be spotless from the blood of the people I encounter. It's put the work I do in a new light for me. I have two years to serve the Lord, but I also have two years to do so to the best of my abilities. I'm set apart for a very specific work, and I think if I waste any of this time I've been given, it will be on my head. It probably sounds like I'm just being really scary and hard on myself, but I think it's a really cool and exciting calling and responsibility. Imagine if I decided not to serve a mission, and imagine all of the souls that wouldn't come to Christ because I didn't serve a mission, and imagine how heavy that burden would be, when I have to be accountable for those souls. Their blood would be on my garments. It's just been on my mind, I think it's cool. It's something I've been coming to understand more and more over this past week especially, as I've focused my studies on that and my purpose as a missionary. I guess that's what I've learned this week. Being a member of the church doesn't just mean trying to perfect ourselves and doing what we need to do to return to our Heavenly Father. I think God would also expect us to do all we can to help "feed his sheep." One of my favorite scriptures right now is John . And I don't think that just applies to the Apostles. It applies to everyone who loves Christ.
Well that's my two bits for the week. I'm feeling a lot better today, last Monday I was exhausted and I took a much needed nap that afternoon before we went back out to teach.
How do I make egg rolls? I want to expand my menu of meals. I'm getting bored of peanut butter sandwiches and eggs with nature valley bars crushed into them. Although the chocolate chip pancakes and the ice cream has been pretty awesome.
But this week was good for me, went by way fast. My second transfer is almost over! Which means I'm almost done being trained finally... But I haven't really felt like I've been being trained, I just feel like a missionary. I feel like I've been out forever, but it's only been like, 11 weeks. It's been really hot this week. I've eaten a lot of ice cream. We just got money so I bought a lot of soy milk, I'm gonna try that out. I'm feeling a lot better. We're slowly getting our teaching appointments back because everyone on the island has this Chikungunya thing. It's way dumb. and now people are complaining about Ebola coming to Jamaica, because it's in Texas or something, and apparently there's no cure, or something. I don't even know. But the work right now is slow, I'm hoping it picks up soon. We have a lot of investigators, but they're all in very preliminary faith stages, and not many are keeping commitments. I just wish I could tell them that what I'm saying is true, and they just miraculously have a spiritual experience that night when they read and pray! That'd be so easy! Ha ha, I guess not though. I love the work I'm doing and I'm loving everything else about this place. Except the mosquitoes. Cool. I miss and love you all, I hope all's good and stuff. I'm doing well. And I'm learning a lot.
|Before his first haircut|
|After his first haircut. He didn't realize the barber left it long on top!|