Thursday, February 5, 2015

Christensen Transferred!!!!! One More Transfer left.

On January 19th Keenan wrote the following in his email:

Christensen is a great companion to have last. We get along really well. We have a few people that look like they could get baptized before I go home. That would be really nice. 

Our new Ward Mission Leader is really gung-ho. It seems that he will kick the ward into shape for us. Should be fun.

On January 26th Keenan wrote the following in his email:

We had the zone blitz on Saturday. We found a couple potentials for
the fifth ward.

We did service at the salt mine on Tuesday, and we cleaned an area that
hasn't been cleaned since the seventies. We know because we found a
tin of racquet balls, unopened, and the copyright was 1979. The balls
were still soft and perfect, interestingly enough.

On February 2nd Keenan wrote the following in his email:

We got a new investigator this week that will probably be baptized. But he lives in the 3rd ward.

Transfers were yesterday, and oddly enough Christensen got transferred. My new companion is Elder Raab. Evidently I need to learn something. Wish me luck.

I have but a single transfer left. Crazy.

I am still district leader, so that is nice. I taught a sweet lesson on Wednesday about daily planning. I used 1 Nephi 3 and 4. The sons of Lehi had three nights of nightly planning, and only the third one worked. The first night they left to chance. The second night they used only heir own resources. The third night they went by the spirit.

I love you guys.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Service, Cats, Cosmos and Sponge Bob Squarepants

We were able to teach more lessons this week because people are finally back from vacation. 

We got a new ward mission leader this week. It's hard, because Brother Cookson was the best WML of my mission. Our new one is Brother Merrill. He is a great guy, so I am sure things will go just fine.

We did some service for a trans girl this week. We were just raking yards like we have been doing lately, and we picked a house that had a lot of leaves and looked like no one was home. 

I was raking the front porch when I heard the door open.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Raking your lawn."


"Because we want to."

"You guys don't have to do this," she said.

"It's fine. We like it."

"Is this some church thing?"

"Yes, but that's not why we do it."

"Well, normally all the leaves would be gone, but my Dad left a month ago and he normally did it."

"It sounds like you need the service then."

We raked most of the leaves up, and then this crazy neighbor lady came out and asked what we were doing. We explained again what we were doing, and she seemed surprised. 

"Mind if I take pictures?" she asked.

"Uh, go ahead."

Apparently she works for an online local newspaper. She is going to call us at some point this week and interview us. Should be interesting.

Elder Gillies gave me this sweet shirt.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Taquitos, Hot Pockets and Broccoli

We did a lot of service again this week. It was fun.

New Year's was kind of a let down. We had to be in by six, and none of the other missionaries hung out with us. We went to bed normal time and everything. 

We do have a ton of junk food though. Elder Christensen almost died. No members signed up for dinner last week, so we were living off of taquitos and Hot Pockets. If we didn't have some broccoli from a member, we would probably be decomposing in our apartment right now.

I am tired of being cold. I'm glad I come back in the Spring.

All of our investigators were out of town this week. All of them. So we basically got nothing done. It sucked. 

These photos were taken by Elder Christensen