Hi Family!
I have gotten a lot of packages from ya’ll lately and I’m so grateful! Thanks for all the candy that I’ve shared and binged on. I’ve been doing well even through the constant changes. I was able to help the Zone Leaders in my last area help all the investigators and less-actives. One family named the Lahafeakis (or something close to that spelling) had us over for dinner and they were really funny. They had a tiny daughter who kept singing the party rock anthem.
Saying goodbye to E. Capson was okay – the work could go forward while E. Drexler was still with me. He helped me to continue to come out of my shell when it comes to teaching lessons. We happened to finally commit Katrina to baptism in the process. Saying goodbye to E. Drexler was really hard for me to do, because I had to give him as a trainee to a former companion who always seems to get everything. But, really E. Drexler needed to be his companion so that he could work as a biking missionary – President Perry thought it would help him get over his homesickness, which has been bad. E. Drexler is a recent convert of only 15 months and the rest of his family is not even interested in the gospel. His sister even had a big party with drinking the night before his baptism. It was a big temptation for him and he ended up sleeping in his truck. Not long after he was baptized, he got into a bike accident which hurt both of his knees and he found out, while at the doctor, that he battered his MCL, so that was bad. The latest thing that has happened was his grandfather dying. Now E. Drexler is the only one who can run the ranch his family owns. That was the turning point which put E. Drexler back on the plane home.
I’m writing after a P-Day activity of basketball/watching “Man’s Search for Happiness.” The movie gave me a desire to explore the world. I’m glad I’m here, though, because of all the people I’ve made a strong connection with. Once I’m home I really want to volunteer during the summers for church related service projects.
Last week was fun due to serving in a trio again and preaching the gospel. We continued to teach Donald Carter as he was preparing for his baptism. The lessons were more of reminders because he has received all of them before. He has a bunch of tattoos on his arms so he wore a white, long-sleeved T-shirt under his baptism jumpsuit. His mom was so happy even before the baptism started – she was in tears. The baptism was very sweet since his mom was crying for joy that her son was getting baptized and soon they could be sealed as a family. It was good to see the healing effects of the gospel. I got to stand in when Donald was confirmed. It was a really powerful feeling to be able to use the priesthood in that way.
Last Thursday, I was able to feel and use the power of the spirit. We had a lesson with a man of the last name Hurley. He is the one who is interested in reading the Book of Mormon, but not to know if it’s true, just to read it. He doesn’t think we use the Bible enough in our lessons, so when E.Harris and Canova were trying to spark his interest in the Book of Mormon, they used the seed of faith deal in Alma 32. I had flipped through the Bible for some reason and found Mark 4:3-8 where Jesus talks about how a sower sowed his seeds. This helped Hurley make a connection between what we were teaching him in the Book of Mormon and something similar found in the Bible. I think he’s started to feel a little differently about the Book of Mormon.
Well, the last week I had the pleasure of seeing off E. Caldwell (my trio companion) and one of my mission friends, E. Bradfield. They have served their whole missions and are now going home. It was very inspirational because it is a little like soldiers getting to return home from war. After seeing them off, E. Coburn and I were having fun dividing up the areas of Oak Grove/Meadowbrook and Appomattox A/Appomattox B. We made maps by cutting out areas of bigger maps. We also moved furniture around so that a second set of missionaries could live in the apartment once I’m in my new area. We played Oompaloopa Ball last Thursday. Everyone except one elder played. That was E. Joyner, my soon-to-be new companion.
As I packed for my new area, I was able to pack everything to the brim including a comforter (that I got here) and my pillow plus everything else in one bag. The transfer meeting was interesting because for the second time we had a big group of new missionaries, so 40 different companionships are training. Crazy stuff. Since E. Coburn is Hawaiian and I was white, when we left I put my arms in the air and shouted “Hurrah for Israel!” like in “The Other Side of Heaven.” A member gave me a ride to my new area and it took awhile. It was so quiet that I got to sleep. On the drive, it was really nice to see mountains for a change. The sights are beautiful.
So now I’ve been in my new area as a District Leader for a couple of days and having a new companion, E. Joyner, has been a little awkward and confusing. He is very quiet. He told me he had had no friends at all in High School. He has struggles being bold and extending commitments, which seems to be a struggle for many elders throughout the whole mission. Oh well. We had a lesson with an investigator who has set a baptismal date. Her name is Talia Norton and she has ADD, so sometimes she isn’t fully there. She is all innocent and sweet around us, but she is really crazy around her mom and has told her mom that she doesn’t want to be baptized. We moved the baptism date back to October 20, which would be the same day that Katrina and Alaya are baptized.
This last P-Day we spent the rest of the day, aside from emailing and shopping, playing Bang! It was fun and I was able to get to know the missionaries in my zone better.
General Conference was cool and 18-year-old males going on missions: Garry! 19-year-old girls going on missions: Tessa! Both could go! I thought E. Dallin H. Oaks’ talk about families was pretty forceful. I loved President Monson’s address about prayer and helping people at the end of the third session. In the priesthood session, E. Eyring told about finding a scripture for each of his sons that describes them. What scripture do you think describes me?
Well, enjoy this week and write me a letter!
E. McClure