Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, your regularly scheduled
update was delayed by 24 hours because of Veterans' Day. But, on the
upside, this means I get to wish Mom a Happy Birthday on her actual birthday! How cool is that? Happy Birthday, Mom!
This week has again been weird, but I'm beginning to
think (no, I'm firmly entrenched in the belief) that every week on the
mission is weird. But good! First of all, we had our first snowfall, not
that it stuck really. It just made things slippery for a while. And now
it is officially cold. I guess it was supposed to get down to 10 F last
night? I don't know--I don't have the actual data, but it was cooooold
last night and cold this morning. We stayed indoors for our exercise
this morning. It was wiser than freezing our rears off.
We continue to work hard with a lot of those people who
have been less active. Sometimes that is hard, but it is usually also
really good. We had a really good game night on Saturday. We have a Game Night with the YSA every Saturday
night, and of late, it has been really small. Like me, Sister Gulledge,
and one or two other people small. But this last Saturday, there were
enough people for an actual game of basketball, and then an actual game
of volleyball! It was fantastic! We just keep hoping to make it
something that will get less active members and folks' nonmember friends
to come join us.
We also continue to look for people to teach. Sometimes
that is easier said than done. It certainly is not the easiest thing to
do, and I find it difficult sometimes to step out of myself and talk to
total strangers about the gospel. I think it is something that I keep
practicing and getting better at. One day I will feel more comfortable
with it, right? Right? Okay, don't tell me. It's fine. :)
I have a funny story to tell you, though, from last week. Last Wednesday, around 10 pm,
I was kneeling in the front room saying my prayers. Sister Gulledge was
already in her pajamas and laying in bed reading. Suddenly, there's a
knock on the door. The only thing I could think was that maybe a piece
of mail had been put in a neighbor's mailbox on accident, and they were
coming to give it to us (hey, we might be a little obsessed with the
mail around here. And nobody better make fun of that!). I'm the only one
still in regular clothes, so I get up and answer the door to see... The
two Assistants to the President standing there, suitcases in hand. Um,
what? The looks on their faces betrayed their utter shock, which was
funny. One elder turned to the other and said, "I thought you said you
knew where they lived!" The second Elder said, "I did!" HA! As you may
or may not remember, our apartment used to house Elders. The apartment
where the Elders in Kearney actually live used to house Sisters. So, you
know, life is confusing. Oh, poor APs! Then they asked, "Do the Elders
live in this complex?" Nope. "Do they live near here?" Yep. I gave them some directions, listened to their flustered apologies (they were at the sisters' apartment at 10 pm;
I'm sure they felt a little uncomfortable about that!), and then shut
the door. And promptly burst out laughing. I'm sure they heard. Oh well.
I think I found it so amusing just because of how shocked and
uncomfortable they looked and because, well, who expects the APs to show up on their doorstep at 10 pm? Not a couple of Sisters, anyhow!
Last night alone we taught 4 lessons, so we were
hopping and running late and teaching like mad. Today? zero
appointments. I wish we could kind of spread things out a little bit,
but alas, we teach when we can! And then we teach some more!
I love you all! I hope you all have a lovely week until
I can write more. I am positive I am forgetting something, but oh well.
I will keep working and loving it! Nebraska is beautiful--have I
mentioned that? It might be flat, but that means the horizon goes in all
directions, so the sunsets are gorgeous! It's way cool. Find something
beautiful about your situation--it makes life more bearable and helps
you to see God wherever you are. I love you!
Love,
Sister Loradona May
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