Time flies. But it also drags on. Our perception of time is a peculiar thing.
Crazy
week. We moved houses last night. The stake president is the only
person with a truck, so a member of the bishopric borrowed it and
everyone showed up wearing their ties while we were in p-day clothes.
But we moved everything in 30 minutes, it was great. Just not the trying
to settle in later that night. But we made it!
Time is
short as always. I love you all. I am so grateful for this chance to
serve a mission. It is a blessing to see the things I need to work on. I
have to rely on my Savior each day. I am learning how to be more
patient. Every hard thing can be turned around and viewed as a blessing.
A mission would not be nearly as incredible if it were easy.
We
had some crazy and fun experiences, hopefully I get around to sharing
them at some point. Today we played soccer, it was way cool. Playing
sports as a missionary is awkward because I am afraid I will run into a
male. We played inside the gym and the floor was slippery. No incidents
thank goodness. But earlier in the week there was a ward activity and we
played a game where everyone has to run and switch chairs. Those games
scare me as a missionary. I do not try to win. But if an investigator
trips and falls onto your legs and the stake president, two bishops, the
zone leaders and district leader, and a tons of other people are
watching... All you can do is let your eyes pop out of your head and
laugh about it.
I love you all. The Savior is the center
of everything. The Book of Mormon is powerful. The church is a means by
which we can journey together back to the presence of our Heavenly
Father. There is so much love that we can feel if we open up and let
ourselves feel it.
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