July 25, 2017
I went to the temple with my district for endowment sessions
this morning. The temple was great. It is better the second
time. I loved it and learned a lot, though I needed some help from my
companions for some of the stuff. The
temple was worth it, but it took up a lot of time, and my day has been crazy as
a result. The laundry room is packed and
the computer labs are even worse. I’m not
sure how I will get everything done. Next week at this time I will be in
Hawaii. I have a straight flight from
SLC to Honolulu. It’s going to be one
heck of a long flight, but compared to the flight to Japan it should be no
biggie. I’m stressed today, but other than
today life at the MTC is actually very spiritually uplifting, so really guys,
don’t worry about me.
The other day one of the missionaries ate a pen on accident
while trying to load ink into it. Our
area of apartment building R6 is called “the Ghetto” and there is a strange
chemical raining from the ceiling, but aside from that the spirit is still
strong and teaching is going pretty well.
Elder Johnson broke his hand and I went with him to the clinic. They have a magical land there known as “Immunization
Land” so that was just a blast to visit.
Yaayy!!
I am saying my prayers, speaking with respect, and studying
the scriptures daily. I started with 1
Nephi when I got here and I’m currently in Mosiah chapter 25. So yeah, be proud of me and what not. We’re still really good at teaching too, so
don’t worry about me. I’m still trying
to be like Jesus, and learning new things every day. It’s a little less reverent and spiritual here
than I might’ve hoped. Even so, I’m
still having a positive experience overall.
Thanks for all the packages
everyone! I want to write everyone individually and thank them, but I just
haven’t had time yet. Yesterday was
pioneer day so it was a 3 day weekend without mail. I was very glad to hear from all of you today
and feel your love for me.
It’s been a really spiritual
experience here at the MTC despite all the quirkiness and I love and miss all
of you very much.
Elder McNeil (Preston) and I (friends from high school)
Immunization Land and Elder Johnson’s broken hand
Pens and ink are not made to be swallowed!




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