I hope everyone enjoyed the biking
story last week. I forgot to bring my camera...again, so hopefully I'll
remember next week. I feel that I forget everything these days. The weather has
warmed up tremendously this past week, so that has been a huge blessing. I
received my first flat tire this past week...I guess I ran over some glass,
because man did my tire go flat quick. There was about five holes in
my inner tube, so my companion and I had to walk a mile back to the
apartment. That was part of the frustrating week we had. The upside is that I
learned how to chop wood...lots of wood. One of the sisters in the ward needed
some wood chopped, so we spent a good portion of the day. My companion kept
telling me how he felt like Joseph Smith while chopping wood...I felt like a
lumberjack. It's a pretty great feeling when that wood just splits and shoots
out to the sides. I have enjoyed the opportunities for service that my
companion and I have had over the past week.
This past week was also great,
because of the many sweets that my companion and I have received. Since my
companion is allergic to tree nuts, that means the responsibility is
left on me to eat a lot of the goodies. So it all started with a less active
member, Nikki. She had a bunch of cupcakes, so she gave us a dozen of those, no
big deal. Then after the Christmas devotional, we received a ton of cookies!
All sorts of them too! Mint chocolate chip, snickerdoodle, ginger bread,
brownie, and many other unique cookies. We visited a less active members home
and had some super good fudge, then they gave us a whole bunch of pumpkin
bread, and some other stuff. After the ward Christmas party, we received some
left over desserts. We stopped by the church after the other ward's party and
they gave us a Costco size pumpkin pie and a half of another and some apple
pie. Then the bishop of that ward loaded us up with ham, more ham, a little
more ham, oh yeah, and the rest of the ham that they had left over! We were
then compelled to take a couple bags of rolls, a bag of salad, and carrots,
more carrots, and even more carrots! Oh how I love being a missionary! I mean,
it's all about service, right? So, to sum everything up, when you serve, you
receive more than your stomach can hold. I mean seriously though.... We had
dinner with a Samoan family...I started to eat and finished my bowl of curry
stuff, and as I went to eat what was on my plate Brother Sopi had his son go
get me another bowl of it! So I ate what was on my plate and they kept telling
me to eat more! So luckily, the conversation switched topics and we were all
distracted from the food that was sitting on the table. I didn't even want to
eat breakfast the next morning...I was that full!
This week has been quite the
struggle. My companion and I work hard everyday to do all that we can, and find
the little miracles throughout the day that keep me motivated to work even
harder. I learned the valuable lesson of gratitude this past week and have
tried to apply that even more in my life. What has come of it is more of the
realization that I need help from Heavenly Father every minute of the day. I
have been blessed with the best family. I have been loved by all of you. I am
so thankful for this. My family has truly brought me closer to Jesus Christ. I
know that He lives and loves everyone of us. I ran into Brother Morgan this
past week. My companion and I try to talk to everyone and caught him before he
was about to leave his house. As we talked with him, we found out that he is a
member and that his records are probably in Alaska still where his last job
was. I look at that and think how important are all of God's children to Him,
because He led us to Brother Morgan. I know that God knows each one of us
individually. All we have to do is continually come unto Him, through gratitude
unto humility, we will recognize His hand in our lives. I leave this testimony
in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
I love you all so much and wish
everyone a Merry Christmas.
Love,
Elder Moody
P.S. GO CATS!
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