Dear
Saints, Friends, and Others,
Not
literal saints, of course. You know, like the title of our church.
Great
week this week. Elder Anderson is a redhead from Washington, the tri-cities area.
Well, at least that is where he claims. He has moved a total of 19 times during
his life, not including the mission, and is family lives in Boise now. They
moved about a transfer before he went to the MTC, and his MTC companion was
Elder Greene. He told me that we are a lot alike.
So
Friday we walk in after an evening of difficult work, and we find a package,
wounded and spilling its contents on the dining room table. I didn't think too
much of it -- Elder Anderson and I did some digital paper work on it and I look
at what was in it -- Easter candy and an empty box that had a tie in it. I even
checked the backside to see who it was addressed to. "Jacob D- ok that's
good. It's Elder Smith's package." I put it back. Later, Elder Anderson
commented that he expected a package to arrive, following what his mother told
him in an email. I said to him, "the others usually check mail, and if the
package isn't here already, it hasn't arrived to our mailbox." But he
wasn't satisfied -- he looked at the package label, and sure enough -- Jacob D
Anderson was on it. I was dumbfounded. How in the world did I miss the last
name? It seemed also that Elder Smith was also misled. We looked at the card in
the package, and it was extremely generic. It would seem that everything in the
package would give the impression that it should be Elder Smith's, except the
small print recipient. Even the return address was missing. It was really funny
telling this to Elder Smith. He apologized, explained that he didn't eat any of
the candy, and we recovered the tie.
So
to have some healthy fun, I played something back the next day.
Elder
Smith then told us on Saturday that he expected a package from his parents. He
even asked us to pick it up for him since we would be in the complex for
dinner. We checked the mail in the evening as we came in to make dinner, and
sure enough -- he had TWO packages waiting for him. I decided to hide them in
plain sight in their huge closet. Believe me, we got the short end of the stick
when it comes to a closet, but I couldn't really complain. Anyway, I hid them
in plain sight and then that evening when the two other elders came in, as
expected, Elder Smith asked if we had picked up the boxes. I apologized,
"Oh, I am so sorry. It slipped our mind. Y'all usually pick up mail, so I
didn't think of it while we were there. Sorry." Elder Smith had checked
the mailbox and didn't find a package slip, so he remarked, "It probably
didn't show up then. We didn't find a slip when we checked tonight." Then
after planning, I wandered to their room and talked to them; Elder Smith and I
have a bunch of common interests from before the mission. I waited to see if
either of them noticed the packages; they were completely oblivious. So I
innocently helped them see: "Whoah Elder, where in the world did that box
come from," pointing to an oversized package on the floor. That box was
huge. Elder Smith made a snarky comment, but they didn't seem to notice the
second, smaller box of the two. Then as Elder Smith and I talked, I made
another remark, saying I would tell him where I put the other box if he gave me
some of the food in the first large one.
"Don't
lie to me, there wasn't another box."
"There
was a box, I promise."
"You're
kidding me. This box was big, you did not bring in two."
"I
did."
"Tell
me then, promise, was there really another one?"
"Without
a doubt."
I
proceeded to tease him a little bit, but then I clued him in that it was in the
closet too. He found it within a minute, and we had a good laugh.
But
missionary work isn't to make pranks, is it?
I
told Elder Anderson from the beginning that Lake Travis has a high turn-over
rate. We find investigators quite quick, but then we drop communication/
teaching them quickly, or they drop us very quickly. As a result, we still need
to find like crazy, because we can't seem to hold onto a single person for
long. We hardly drop anyone. We found M and A yesterday, and A said she had
already found a church. Mike is recovering from health concerns, and might have
interest. They said they are moving in the summer, or at least they might, so
they might grab interest after they move.
Sister
S is doing all right. On Saturday evening she had a family emergency, so she
missed church. It was a little stressful. We had already scheduled time in the
stake center for use of the font, and we made a few invitations, rather we made
a page of them that we would copy. We're glad we didn't make a bunch. We're
going to try and meet with her later this week, and help her get to conference.
We're debating talking to the mission president to get permission to baptize
her that day anyway, even though she doesn't have enough times at church to be
baptized on April 9th. If not, well, we'll have to postpone it. She's getting
baptized before I go home, I doubt it not, it's only a matter of how soon it
happens. She's been keeping the word of wisdom. When we passed by on Sunday to
see what went on, her husband, D, pulled in just as we came, and he said,
"well, it's been a little hard to live with her," essentially because
he doesn't break the word of wisdom in front of her, "but otherwise she
has been doing fine." We found out from him about the family emergency.
Pray for her, and for her family. We're hoping that things go ok with her and
such.
R
hasn't been to church in weeks. We cannot find him. Our only worry is that he
has lost interest. Can't say for sure, really.
We're
looking to find other people to teach, and we're using all stops, or whatever
the phrase is, and we hope to enlist the members as well.
I'm
sorry, I'm out of words to say. Things are getting better. I love the work, and
the work loves me. If that's possible. And stuff.
Questions
and Answers
So, how is your ward this week?
Doing better. We had a bunch of people
at church (not people we are teaching, unfortunately) for Easter.
Speaking of, while waiting for
Sacrament meeting to start, the choir director, the ward mission leader's wife
called over: "Hey, are y'all singers?" Before I had the chance to say
otherwise, Elder Anderson said, "Yes we are." So without any
thought that we would be singing in the ward choir yesterday, we did. It was
good practice. We sang Christ the Lord is Risen Today, and Beautiful Savior.
Come to think of it, the ward choir at home has sang those songs recently, or
at least for me.
We continue to pray for V, P and
B, S and T. How are they doing?
We
tried to visit S's home a few times, and it turned out he didn't like that. T
handed us her phone, and he explained to us that he felt pressured that we were
coming by to his house. That was not what we meant, but that's how he felt.
Still trying to figure out who sent the text in the first place.
Waiting
on P and B. We won't visit them until next week.
What do do find most interesting
about your new companion, Elder Anderson?
He
enjoys puns as much as I do. He's musical. He plays the piano a little, the
cello a lot, and he was in a show choir. He can harmonize more than any other
of my companions have been able too. He's shorter than me, so it makes me feel
better. Just kidding. I'm not THAT shallow.
How are his personality and
abilities working with yours as to serve your people?
He's also very intelligent. He and
I gel together well, and I feel that we teach very well together. His obedience
is to the Lord, not simply to rules. He was trained by Elder Hart, just like Elder
Hansen was. He came from Canyon Lake ward, which he said was like upgrading to
a bigger lake.
How are your bikes doing? Are they getting really lonely?
We took them out this week, but we
didn't get the chance to ride them. They have each other, so they are not alone.
How are you preparing for General
conference?
No one has signed up to feed us
for general conference or anything, so we'll need to fix that. We'll continue
to study the doctrine, and help people understand the importance of listening
to the Lord's servants.
Pictures!
Elder Smith broke into my ipad. He changed this to my lock screen. |
Found this interesting Windmill in the city of Briarcliff. |
Hanging a TV! In a member's home! Yah?! |
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LOVES,
Elder
Hall
Texas
San Antonio Mission
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