Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Bring Me A Razor

I feel that my week can be summarized by the following excerpt from "History of the Church." Joseph and Sidney were mobbed the night before.

"The next morning I went so see Elder Rigdon, and found him crazy, and his head highly inflamed, for they had dragged him by his heels, and those, too, so high from the ground that he could not raise his head from the rough, frozen surface, which lacerated it exceedingly; and when he saw me he called to his wife to bring him his razor. She asked him what he wanted of it; and he replied, to kill me. Sister Rigdon left the room, and he asked me for his razor; I asked him what he wanted of it, and he replied he wanted to kill his wife; and he continued delirious for some days." (History of the Church, Vol.1 p. 265)

Generally, this week I have been an irascible, stubborn, angry old man. I feel that I have been dragged from me mental home, beaten emotionally, and tarred and feathered. 


We are teaching an investigator named Elizabeth May. She loves the Book of Mormon, but she is also meeting with the Jehovah's Witnesses. We are trying to get her to understand authority.

We are also teaching an eternigator named Oscar.  He is an amazing guy who had a mighty change of heart.

Our area is much slower than the areas immediately around us, which makes me think we are doing something wrong. The Spanish Branch has baptisms at least once a month, Gridley 1st has 10 people on date, and YSA/Gridley 3rd baptize about every other month, sometimes much more often.

We are also teaching a 19 year old named Austin, but he lives in Chico, so we will have to hand him over eventually.

That is the bulk of our work. 


The rain season has begun. My bike needs maintenance, but the only bike shops are outside of the zone. So I guess it will have to wait until I leave the zone.

As far as the Christmas package goes, transfers are next week, but Boyer is going home so I will not leave. For Christmas, I could use some more dress socks and maybe some garments, but other than that I don't need anything. Whatever you want to send is fine. Oh, and Peachee. I still haven't been able to find it anywhere. 
Great Australian Soda.  It's positively Peachee 

There is a great talk I found that you should watch/listen/read. "Warnings From Outer Space," by N. Eldon Tanner, 1972 October Conference. 

It's kinda freaky that Schuyler is looking like me. 

I can receive pictures via this email.

Most of the leaves are gone, and all the persimmon trees are kinda freaky looking, because even though all the leaves are gone, the orange fruit is still there. 

Elder Hyde

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