Hey
Family,
I am sorry... its really early so you haven't had time to write yet but
instead of sending me an email you should just send me a dearelder. :D
I haven't told you this but there is an elder in my district who
lives in Orem. He went to Mountain View and knows Lineah Cancilla, he
also knew the girl who was on the motorcycle with David that night.
Random connections... turns out we know a lot of the same people... He
told me about Sydney Bruning this morning. What happened? My heart
breaks for her family, please, give her mom and sisters a big hug from
me and tell them that I love them.
It seems like since I left the ward has been through a lot. The
bishop wrote us all (the ward missionaries) an email with parts of his
stake conference talk... It just sounds like a lot has been going on...
but I also know that the ward will come together and support the Bruning
family.
Its hard to go on and talk about what is going on
with me when my mind is hovering in stunned silence.
First
of all... thank you for the Debit Card. I was able to check my balance
on it at the ATM so it looks like everything works. I'm sorry the check
didn't go through... I plan to set up a business account just for
photography when I get home... tell her sorry for the mix up and thank
you for being willing to write another check.
We're supposed to get travel plans in the mail today so I
don't quite know when I'll be flying out yet but if we get them I will
send a letter tonight. Its supposed to be the 18th... but we'll see if
they can find a flight for us on that day. I can't believe its so soon!
Thank you thank you thank you for sending me Stephanie's letter! It
was great to be able to read it. Not just skim it.
This
week has been pretty hard for me... There was one night in particular
that I was just not feeling good about things. I had to try really hard
to figure out exactly what I was feeling and I finally figured it out...
I didn't feel like a missionary... Let me explain. I realized that I
had not been as diligent and I could have been. I hadn't been as focused
on the Lords work or exactly obedient. I needed to do some major
repenting... its a feeling that I never want to feel again. I need to be
able to fall into bed at the end of each day knowing that I did
everything I possibly could... if not... I will be accountable to my
Father in Heaven for the time that I wasted, the people I let walk by
without talking about the Gospel and the chances that I missed to bring
his children closer to him. Its a big responsibility. I rededicated
myself to my Father in Heaven and his work. Never again will I feel that
way.
We talked to a brother in the TRC this week who told us that
when we meet our mission president for the first time we need to be able
to look him in the eyes and tell him two things... "I promise that I
will be 100% obedient... and I promise that I will give you EVERYTHING
i've got. And you better make sure you mean it." I want to be that
missionary. I want to be able to work with that kind of conviction. Its a
process. You don't become a great missionary over night... but day by
day I will be able to get there.
Family... I miss you a lot. As I start thinking about going to
New York you suddenly seem so much farther away. (ooo. that reminds
me... I get to call you from the airport :D hope our flight isn't at 5
am or you'll be getting called at like 4....)
Okay. Pictures...
1. Hermana Lingenbrink, Hermana
Moore, Me, Hermana Powell. All the girls in my district and also my
roommates.
2. Hna. lingenbrink, hna. moore, elder Doman
(cousins of the domans in our stake), Elder Hales (on the bottom), Elder
Bond (yes his name is actually James Bond), Elder Hunter, Elder
Roylance (on the bottom), elder Austin, Me, Hna Powell. These are Elders
in our Zone
3. The Zone when I first Arrived.
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