Eating foods at Zone Conference.
Sisters Word, Cope, Lowry, and Healy hanging out on P-Day.
My new Zone just before eating a plethora of desserts since everyone's birthday is in October.
President and Sister Jeppson singing a missionary type song to the tune of "Don't Worry, Be Happy". Also, he was in Motab.
Me eating the most delicious pizza ever and then being sick because of all the cheese.
Mi Familia!
I love you guys so much!
This week has been a l'il slow, but we're still truckin'. The leaves are achanging, and it's just beautiful! I finally got my hair cut, so now I don't look like the tween boys in my ward, thank goodness. It was getting kinda scraggly there.
At Ellis Island this week I made a solid decision: The bathroom stall is too small. Let me illustrate. You open the door and squeeze past it to get in the stall, sort of tripping over yourself on the way through. You close the door, smushing your face as it passes you. You sit down and realize the bottom of the door is 2 feet high, so that's awkward. Also, the seat is off center, so your right leg is squashed underneath the toilet paper dispenser, which makes getting toilet paper an ordeal. Not cool.
In other news, I had to apply a sentence often used in Preach My Gospel (missionary manual) last night. I forget what the sentence is now, but it's along the lines of speaking with power and authority. We knocked a door, and the man came out and started smoking. We said we were from our church and he proceeded to tell us for a LONG time about how organized religion is just a box full of creeps, and the government is lame, and Heavenly Father made a bunch of freaks, and aliens, and a whole bunch of other things. Sister Cope taught a bit about how God loves us and put us here for a reason but then he'd interject for a while. Meanwhile I would get really frustrated, and knowing the rage was coming made a firm decision to not talk, because if I did, I'd rage. He kept going, and kept saying mean things about Heavenly Father and finally I just opened my mouth. And very firmly I said that God does love us, all of us. He put us here so we can learn and get back to Him and if some people make bad choices that's their decision, but God wants what's best for us and He's given us many tools to get back to Him. And some other things. I had a harsh tone of voice, but when I stopped, he just said, "Oh. Okay." Then we said a prayer and left. Sister Cope was happy I said something, because she was getting frustrated too.
Anyway, I love you folks. Keep me updated as to things there.
I love you!
S. Miss
