As I drive along I look at the trees and colors and stop the car and jump out and snap a pic. I have had fun and I am sure people are wondering what is going on. Dad will drop me off on the corner and drive down the street as I get my pics and then come pick me up.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
These are some lovely little trees in the parking lot that are losing all their leaves, but these little red berries remain. I love them.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Well, out here on the mission I have learned just how much the Lord is in my life and I have learned to acknowledge that and give thanks to Him and then what happens is that it seems to make those promptings come even more. or am I just more aware now and finally giving thanks. There are things that happen all the time with missionaries that make you aware of how the Lord is blessing them and helping them.
So I have to share a sweet experience that really solidified my questioning.
I had stayed late at the office one night and in printing out referrals, I had a referral for the AP's who have a desk in Elder Bouy's office. I should have taken the referral and put it on their desk that night. But I didn't.
We had a missionary who was not able to fly out with the group because his parents were in the service and he was flying to Bahrain. There are only a few flights to Bahrain so he had to wait until a flight came up. He spent the night with some missionaries and they dropped him off at the office about 9 or 9:30.
The Bouy's were taking him to the airport at 10:30 and he just hung around the office for awhile. At one point he came out and shredded his medical insurance card and his food/incidentals card.
When I came in that morning my desk was still a mess with all the referral papers there from the night before. I had a few minutes before we started our scripture study to clean up my desk. But still didn't clean anything up. And after scripture study I just started into my work for the day and left my desk a mess.
It was time to go to the airport and goodbye's were said and off they went to the airport. About ten minutes later I suddenly just stopped what I was doing and decided that it was time for me to clear my desk. I picked up the paper for the AP's and walked into Elder Bouy's office.
On the floor by the chair that Elder Curtis had been in, was a red credit card. I picked it up and on it was ____ Curtis. Don't even know what his name was.
I immediately went to my phone and called the Bouy's. Where were they? I told them that I had found a credit card with Elder Curtis's name on it and I was sure he needed it. They were not too far away and turned around and came back and got it. Elder Curtis was very grateful.
Can you imagine that missionary all alone, flying to Bahrain, making a couple of stops along the way and losing his card and not even knowing it was lost until he went to his wallet to use it.
Oh my, I just sat at my desk with tears rolling down my cheeks and thanked the Lord for the order of events that day.
Yes, He is in our lives and wants to help us. We just need to live as we should, keep the commandments and the blessings will come. We don't even have to ask in most situations. He is just blessing us.
We have just returned from a wonderful President's Fireside at Liberty Jail. We have them once a month there and once a month at the Visitor's Center. Tonight's was super. Five newly baptized members bore their testimonies. One sweet sister from the Dominican Republic who couldn't speak English, so one of the Elders translated for her. All of them were 30 and up. They bore sweet testimonies about how the church has changed their lives and how happy they are. It is so great to hear from the new converts.
The Church is true. The Lord loves us and wants us to return to Him. We are blessed.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Just a pic of some of the country around here. It really is quite lovely and very green and enjoyable when the temp is in the 70's or even 80's.
This is a view driving along Lee's Summit, which is on the way to the Stutz's place. We have come to know this road quite well. But just beyond their place is this pond. You pass it on the right and cannot stop and so on the way back I had Dad stop on the other side of the street so I could run across and see the geese. There might have been 100 out there. I counted to 40 and quit and just estimated the rest. All facing in the same direction. You would have thought it was a line up drill for geese! Quite impressive.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
This is finally the pic of the President with Elder Clayton on the left and Elder Thomas on the right.
This is Elder Jensen. He is from West Valley and is deaf. He is our second Elder who is deaf and has a cochlear implant. You can hardly tell that he is deaf. He hears very well with his implant and his speech is amazing. He told us that his parents worked and worked with him to teach him how to speak. It is unbelievable how well he speaks. He also has two deaf brothers. Not as deaf as he is however.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
This is a pic of the President with his AP's. Elder Clayton on the left side and Elder Thomas on the right. Elder Clayton is going home in two weeks and I am nearly in tears right now. We get to know the AP's quite well since they are in the office quite regularly and we just happen to be in the same ward with them, so we see them at church and have them to dinner. Tomorrow night in fact. And I have not even thought about it. Whoops! What to eat. Did chicken enchiladas last time and they loved that. Anyway, I am going to find out when he will be talking in Sacrament meeting and it would be fun if you could go meet him. He lives in Provo just above the temple so I will let you know. Elder Clayton is from England and you occasionally hear his accent. It is so fun. And he is one of the happiest missionaries I have ever seen.
This was last Friday night. We got home from the office and I started the wash and at 7pm, Dad said, let's go find a high school football game to watch. So we drove to the nearest high school and here we are. If was fun to see. Still the same as at home. The kids don't come to watch the game, just socialize and the parents are there to see the game.
Fireside at Liberty Jail on Sunday. This is one of the newly baptized members. She had a very interesting story. Blind since birth because she was a small baby and under the lights and whatever happens with that. She had a 9 year old son and the two of them live together alone. He is a sweet boy. And then there is her dog. She has only had her a short time and loves her so. She has really changed her life. I got talking to her after the fireside and asked a lot of questions about the dog training. You know I thought about doing that when we lived in Pocatello. I think it would be a great thing to do. Any takers?
Sunday, September 19, 2010
I guess it is just the fact that we work at least from 8 to 5 every day and I sometimes spend another couple of hours and then usually anywhere from 2-4 hours on Saturday. A week ago it was 6 1/2 hours on Saturday. I like to go over and get the mail out and then just start doing my other duties. By the time we get home at night, find something to eat, do an errand or two, go VTing, we just want to put our feet up and relax a little, fall asleep in a chair, watch SURVIVOR, and then trudge off to bed. It is quite a life!
Over Labor Day, we have what is called SantaCaliGon Days. That means Santa Fe Trail, California Trail, and Oregon Trail. Years ago they did historical things in remembrance of people taking off from here to head West. (They don't mention the Mormon Trail though) But now it is a huge carnival, craft fair, deep fried food fest!
The street that we go to work on was shut down for about 5 days. The downtown streets are all full or tents and food wagons and ferris wheels. Sister Bouy and I walked downtown on Friday when it started and enjoyed walking around and thru tents. You could probably buy just about anything you can think of that is at a craft fair only about 5 times as much as usual.
On Saturday, Dad and I went over and wandered for a bit and there were lines 20 people long to even get into the tents. Then it was just a mass of body movement pressed together. We didn't stay too long. Dad had to buy a funnel cake though. Didn't know what it was. Deep fried cake batter with a big blob of strawberries on top of it. We tasted about 1/4 to 1/3 of it and then found the nearest trash barrel. It brings thousands of people here and I was told is the biggest craft fair in the country. We would have liked a little more history and a little less crafts.
On Monday, Sister Bouy and I went to the Community Center to see the quilt display. I already know what I am going to do when I get home. Take a class in quilt making. I love them.
This quilt was all embroidered and then quilted. It was stunning. I could do that. I love to embroider and then quilt it.
This was a darling pieced and quilted jacket. Must make one of these.
This was very interesting. Looked like yo-yo's, only square, and then had a different old fashioned button in the center of each square.
This is just beautiful.
These are the Gunnell's. They left on Tuesday after Labor Day. We had a Senior Conference on Monday night and the President had asked them about the highlight of their mission. You won't believe this. It was coming to our study group at 8am each morning. Not that that is bad, but their job was not to be envied. They went around to 28 chapels in Independence and surrounding areas and took care of physical problems. Glued carpet down, hung cleaned drapes, switched out tile in bathrooms, etc. They put 17, 500 miles on their car (did get compensation for using their own car). They were happy to be going home. They live in Draper, so we are anxious to see them when we get home. Good people fulfilling their assignment.