Month: March 2014

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A cornucopia of moral turpentine

Dear Family and Friends,

“Once upon a time there was a magical place where it never rained. The End. he he he.” -Mr Sir

That quote is in honor of the fact that this week we did a service project for a family where we were planting grape vines, you have to dig a very large hole, for such a small little plant. We took working in the vineyard literally. No worries, they were just table grapes. It was good for me to work out my noodle arms again, and I think I am a digging machine. I could totally work in the fields with my investigators. Cough.
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Sarah’s Birthday

When this month started, I was thinking, “tempers and impatience rise with the heat,” because it was true for at least me… and now I am feeling like after the rise we’re all falling asleep in heat exhaustion.
            … I was getting mad at my camera because it is taking so long for me to be able to upload pictures, and I glanced at the stats… Continue reading “Sarah’s Birthday”
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Amber Fort and Jaipur

    We got on the bus we reserved from Agra to Jaipur.  It wasn’t as nice as we thought it would be (stupid service fees)—and it took forever to get there and this guy made us switch seats (we’re not sure why, but in retrospect we think it was to move us away from the group of guys in the back of the bus) so we waited and waited and waited and made to Jaipur at 11pm.  Continue reading “Amber Fort and Jaipur”
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“Being a missionary is like dating a bunch of people who won’t commit.”

Hey Family-
This is a picture of my ward mission Leader’s daughter the one who said the quote above (she also comes out with us faithfully), me, Brother Lougee (WML), and Jorge.:) We were eating root-beer floats after our lesson last night, so an obvious highlight to my world.
This week has been a very typical missionary week. Although we are sad because Luis is going out of town most of the week, and he is just the sweetest darn thing in the world. We taught him the word of wisdom, and he just drinks coffee and when I asked him if he would live it, he was like “yes! I’m sorry I didn’t know this was a rule before. I’ll start trying now.” Then he told us about how much he loves his grandchildren and how he can be around them without getting annoyed since he started learning about the gospel. He’s just such a funny man. Continue reading ““Being a missionary is like dating a bunch of people who won’t commit.””