A
funny thing happened last Monday, right after I emailed. I came out on
my mission with one watch, which I had for about three years before my
mission. A month out, it broke. I got a replacement, which broke in
under two weeks. I replaced that two months ago, and that one broke
Monday. So I got my first watch fixed, but the pin fell out not even two
hours later. when I took it back, they replaced the pins with fixed
pins, so I'm just going to hope that it'll last!
On
Tuesday, Elder Mackey had a two hour meeting in the morning, the first
one of that kind in the mission. President Taggart gathered all of the
missionaries going home this transfer for the first time, so I hung out
in the mission office with all of their companions. We are losing 6 of
the 10 zone leaders, so next transfer is going to be interesting. The
sister missionaries from another ward had asked me if I had an "Indian"
Book of Mormon, which I didn't, so I was going to grab one. The mission
office had 6 different Indian language Book of Mormons: Urdu, Hindi,
Telugu, Sinhala, Bengali, and Tamil. Then, we taught another lesson with
Mike, the investigator with a mustache. He's a great guy, but his hair
was 4 inches long, he had a mustache like Jeremy on Studio C, and his
left arm and leg are paralyzed from an accident. This time, we taught
the gospel of Christ, and the word of wisdom, because we'd noticed that
he had a few issues with it. He committed to live the word of wisdom
super easily! Later that day, we transplanted a tree for a member.
Finally, we had a lesson with Emily, our most progressing investigator.
We watched the Testaments, and had a great discussion about the
importance of proper language in prayer. She is the most solid
investigator we have, but she has to wait until she is 18 to be
baptized. That's coming up, though!
Thursday
was district meeting in the morning, before we helped with a move. The
Sheffields had lived in the same house for 50 years, and had done
nothing but collect incredibly fragile pieces of glass and china
dishware, dolls, and knickknacks that entire time. We had 8 missionaries
there doing nothing but packing boxes, and we still didn't even get
halfway through. Then, we had dinner before going to visit Bro.
Harpster. He is 80, and incredibly busy. He owns three companies,
ranging from catfish to algae to diesel fuel. He has a 1957 thunderbird
in stock condition!
On
Friday, we had weekly planning, then a lesson with Mike. Unfortunately,
the missionaries we were going to be teaching it with were half an hour
late, so we just let them take it while we went to our next
appointment. Then, we went back to the Sheffields for more packing. We
had even more missionaries than Thursday, but still didn't finish. Their
garage was nearly full with box after box, most of which were marked
"fragile." Then, we had dinner, then visited Bro. Openshaw, and had
correlation meeting. We now plan on having a big ward event for members
to invite their friends to, but it's going to be in a few months and we
still have next to no details.
We
did a lot more service on Saturday. First, we went over to the Orlands,
and weeded, moved aa cabinet, put some stuff in an attic, and did some
miscellaneous jobs like that. Then, we went over to the Sheffields again
for more packing. After that, we had a very early dinner, and had a
lesson with Emily again. This time, we went over the baptismal interview
questions. We did this while sitting in the church parking lot, because
no one had their house available late on Saturday night, with no
notice, for whatever reason. What's a social life, again? :)
A
funny thing happened this morning. As we were walking into Walmart to
do our shopping, President Taggart called and asked if I liked Indian
food, and that I might get the chance to try it on Wednesday. As in, 48 hours from now
Wednesday. Well, not exactly. The travel will take 41 hours, starting
Wednesday and ending Friday. Well, not exactly, again. It'll take only
29 (only) hours of travel, 23 on a plane and 6 in layovers. This isn't
set in stone though. President Taggart, the president here, wants me to
leave on July 14, but Pres. Berret, the president there, wants me to
leave early. I'll find out tomorrow when I leave for sure, but I'm
planning on Wednesday.
**** Another email received later that day****
You'll be cheating yourself of the true pleasure of enjoying the
following if you don't read the first email I sent first. Seriously,
stop reading right now if you haven't read that one yet. I'm warning
you, it'll take all the joy out of my sarcasm if you don't. Please!
following if you don't read the first email I sent first. Seriously,
stop reading right now if you haven't read that one yet. I'm warning
you, it'll take all the joy out of my sarcasm if you don't. Please!
These are my flight plans.
If President Taggart has his way, I'll leave then. If not, I'll leave Wednesday, and it'll be super crazy
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