A Non-Transferable Day

Lamas at the Fair Parade

Wulp, it's that time again, it's P-DAY..... wait a minute, it's actually TRANSFERS!

I am staying here in Airway Heights, and my companion, Elder Ruth, is still my companion. This past transfer has been a blast. I love going on the air base to do service, as well as going to Spokane to do service at a bike shop and at other charities in the community. It's all been fun.

We have been doing the work.  We recently got a referral from Salt Lake missionaries for a guy in our area. To make the long story short, he was not home, and as soon as we started back to our car we started thinking about this guy we have been trying to contact for a long time who lived in the area.

Last Weeks BBQ with the Other Missionaries

So we went to his home. (His name is Rick) After we knocked, he answered the door and invited us in. (which is out of character for him)  After some small talk we found that he had hit a rough spot in his life. Rick found out that his sister got cancer again. He was really struggling. He said that he had been trying to pray, but he felt that it was not enough. He then asked if we would pray for him and his sister..... It was a touching moment, I mean we even hugged him goodbye and everything.

We then did service at the Medical Lake Founders Day Fair. We helped with the Triathlon by registering people and answering questions, but once the race started we just sat around under the shade of a canopy and waited to help some people, but they never came.

A Wall of Those Who Died at Vietnam at the Fair

Today we had a water balloon fight as a zone. One last hurrah before transfers. My arm is not fully healed yet and when I get physically active, it hurts it so it is taking longer to heal.

 As a result, I had to where my sling for the battle. We had a balloon toss along with dodge ball. It was difficult with one arm, but it was fun, I don't know why but most of all the shots I made just bounced off my targets.

I read in the Book of Mormon recently about Lehi's dream. In his dream he speaks about a rod of iron that leads to a tree, but there are thick mists of darkness, so thick that you can't see the tree. The rod of iron is the word of God or in other words. the scriptures. The mists of darkness are pride and the temptations that try to lead us away from the tree, which is the tree of life and represents the love that Heavenly Father has for us. 

The Culprit from My Shoulder Injury. 
It's more than a Foot Drop and the grass below it has a big dip too.

1 Nephi 8:24

24 And it came to pass that I beheld others pressing forward, and they came forth and caught hold of the end of the rod of iron; and they did press forward through the mist of darkness, clinging to the rod of iron, even until they did come forth and partake of the fruit of the tree.

We must all press forward without loosing hold of the rod, we must read the scriptures daily so that we do not get lost on our way back to our Heavenly Father.

Thank you all for your support!

Some of the Pleasant People We Don't Talk To