Hey Everyone,
I thought I'd write a quick message this week, perhaps not a Sacrament talk.... I have [some] bad news, my camera got knocked to the ground by an ab workout ball. Needless to say, it no longer functions as a camera, just a photo album. So I'll be sending that home as soon as I get the chance.
Elder Pelo is a great guy, I honestly believe he would do anything for me, he has a lot going on right now--being a new trainer and all. I certainly respect him. Elder Murray and Elder Chadburn are doing well. Elder Murray had his brand new bicycle stolen for good earlier this week. They forgot to lock it up over night. We went outside in the morning only to find it long gone. We spoke with Officer Vermillion (who was the police officer filing the report) for over three hours. My bicycle is still in my possession, however...
The area we live in is pretty much the ghetto. Every night for the past month we have heard either gunshots or ambulances firing back and forth. Our ward is pretty good. There are a lot of nice people, but I still feel our home ward (Willow Creek 9th) is the best ward there is!
We meet with several people, but many of them like to listen to the message, but not act on it. So really, we only teach a few people. Most of the people we teach that are actually progressing we have met through tracting. We had one baptism yesterday, her name is Deborah. She is 56 years old and is a very nice lady. She is the one who read the entire Book of Mormon before we even met her. She certainly was prepared to receive this message.
We are not allowed to eat dinner at member's homes because the mission president feels it wastes too much time out of the day. We occasionally have dinner with investigators, but that is a rare experience. So most nights we feed ourselves. I usually make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or Red Baron pizzas--or my favorite, cereal. (Mom has to interject here...could you all hear his dad falling out of his chair when he read that last sentence?! I think protein shakes will be in the mail shortly!!!)
Anyways, although there is a lot going on, I'll be ok. What is life without a little frustration here and there. Elder Pelo seems to believe that I am going to be training a missionary when we do transfers next week...I'm unsure how I feel about it. I guess if it is what I need to do, I'll do it. But it still seems kind of scary because I still feel like I don't really know what I'm doing. Maybe I'll just fake it.
Keep me updated on how everything is going (this includes all of you)! ...I love you and thank you for the letters. Last week I was all choked up reading the emails you sent me. So I guess I have at least a little bit of emotion ;) I really liked them a lot. Anyways, I'll write again next week.
Love you all,
Aut
p.s. Mom, could you send me another copy of that talk by Elder Holland, "Remember Lot's Wife", please. I gave my copy to Deborah because she kept complaining about not being able to drink coffee. I felt very clever as I was handing it to her. Haha. Please tell everyone thanks for the letters and emails! Talk to ya'll next week! (people keep trying to convert me to this southern jargon, I don't ever listen haha)
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