Dear
mom,
I
wanted to start by illustrating a small story: I heard it said that Elder
Jeffrey R. Holland had glued together Song of Solomon (Old Testament) together.
I wondered why. Never read it before. So, naturally, I decided to read it. But
my little bit of OCD (now conquered- I'm free!) caused me to have to read the
entire Old Testament up to that point first, so I could fully understand it and
such. By the time I got to SS, I had heard enough rumors to be dissuaded from
pursuing the present course. I read the footnote found on the first page of it
stating that "the songs of Solomon are not inspired writings" and so
I just skipped on ahead. I had, for the past few weeks, still been slightly
tempted to read it. I know that the best way to avoid temptation is to, well,
avoid it. So this morning as part of my personal study I decided to destroy the
temptation once and for all. I took pictures of Christ from the pamphlets we
use and cut them to fit the pages, then glued them over the poisonous text! :D
I'll show you one day (pictures, Skype, or when I get home. Depends on how lazy
I feel. Which, when it comes to pictures, is pretty lazy.). It's awesome.
So,
Guess what? President and Sister Holm are friends with President and Sister Wolfert!
Who knew? I'm going to write them a letter today.
President
and Sister Holm spoke yesterday in the Lake Murray ward (same building as us in
Gilbert, as well as Lexington) and afterward President took a moment to talk to
both Elder Stanley and myself. He is so inspired! And Sister Holm really is
amazing at being mom-away-from-mom. They are so in tune with the Spirit- I'll
tell you more about it one day. It's not really something to be public
knowledge and I'm getting kinda tired of typing right now.
So
yesterday we got drenched again. I only have 5 ties that aren't silk. The rain
is ruining all the silk ones.... We don't even have a single store in our area
that sells polyester ties either! :/ It's going to be a repetitive and boring
summer of ties. :p Ans speaking of monotony, I'm kinda sick of black pants. I
thought from my call packet that black was really the only approved color. Turns
out it really don't matta. People have light grey suits, brown suits, brown
slacks, blue suits, you name it. Sheesh..
So there was a conference call (they happen
often- at least once a month) with the whole mission. One of the things said
was that "the music we are listening to is 'off the plan' as a
mission" and that we are going back to the basics. It doesn't have to be
Mormon Tabernacle Choir, but it DOES have to be about the Savior, and fit some
other qualifications. Most missionaries listened to Tenth Avenue North (I don't
like em much though, but other companions I've had do), which is Christian
rock, and many were guilty of listening to just slower-tempo music and
instrumentals. That I am also guilty of. So I purged my music library.
Thankfully I still have some BYU and MoTab cds and a good 20ish songs by Celtic
Woman that fit the budget.
Man,
teaching here is going so slow. We are about where we were last week, and the
week before, and the week before, working with the P. family (part-member)
and D. and A. They're all just kinda at a standstill- the P. need to
come to church to progress and D. needs to repent and trust in the Savior
and PRAY. Polly Wolly Doodle All the Day.
By
the way, those back scratchers are being thoroughly used. :D Good thinkin!
Aight.
That's about it. Love y'all!
Hurrah
for Israel!
Elder
Seaver
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