I'm doing well! It dumped buckets of rain
today, which means tomorrow will be very humid. The joys of
being in a bike area.
Bike areas in Houston
make you give up on maintaining any semblance of a good appearance. We're always
drenched in sweat and there's not much one can do about it. On the
bright side, people who see us have pity on us and offer us water
readily. :)
I got your package today! Thank you! :) Tell
Grandad thanks for the pickled beans! (I let my companion try one and he
didn't like it--hooray!!!) :D
[We sent him some plum jam and pickled beans and Jim threw in some goofball nerf swords] |
Me and my companion, Elder Carter |
We have a few
investigators who are really prepared to be baptized. We taught all of
them at least once this week. That's the real highlight. I love
teaching--especially people who are prepared. Elder Carter and I taught a very drunk girl and her sober guy
friend on Wednesday. She said her plan in
life was to go to Oklahoma and grow pot. Some plan. She needs the gospel
really bad; the sister missionaries are teaching her now.
We are teaching someone who is from Brazil who only
speaks Portuguese, so I've been able to practice the language a bit;
that's been exciting.
A few days ago we were
biking along and came across some guy carrying a shofar (a Jewish
trumpet made from a ram's horn) along a bike trail. We stopped and
talked to him for a bit. I got video of him playing the thing. That was
pretty cool.
Shofar image from Google |
Not much else has been going on. I discovered a few months ago that I'm not sensitive to wheat, I'm sensitive to oats. It's cereal that has lots of oats that upsets my system, not wheat. Glad I found that out!
Glad to hear everyone is doing well. Did Dad ever
get my father's day card? I hope that made it home okay. If not, I took a
picture of it and I can send it to you. [We did get the card and it's pretty funny. I'll have Jim take a picture of it for next week's blog post.]
Love you Mom! Thanks for writing me!
Talk to you next week!
Elder Duffin