Every
where we go people are offering us food, cookies, candy, brownies,
authentic Austrian desert, fruit. We are loaded out of our minds with
junk food! After our car was filling up with all of this junk we decided
we would reject any thing that people offered us and then we walked in a
house taught a lesson and then a little 9 year old offered us some
fruit and cookies and we just didn't have the heart to not accept it. TOO
much food! Man my life is so hard. We did accept the bag of Venison
bacon and sausage though.
On the way down and
back from Mt. Pleasant we listened to a Audio book called "the every day
missionary" I believe I loved what I heard from it I hear all but the
4th and last disk of the book. One thing that I thought was a very
interesting concept that they brought up is how every single calling in the church is a missionary calling and can be used to help less active
and non members. It was awesome hearing a story about how a guy who was
called to just bring the sacrament bread to church used that calling to
be a missionary. You'll have to check out the book some apostle or 70
wrote it. Elder Christianson I want to say but i don't remember.
This
Christmas was very interesting. I don't think I have ever had a
Christmas that could be comparable to this one at all. Eating south
African food, not having my family around, having snow (for a while it
all melted later on), being with people who I never even knew a few
months prior. I can't really describe about how I feel about the
experience I had, It was very tender and humbling though.
This could be described as probably the worst Christmas and also one of the best
Christmas's I have had. What makes me say that is really only the love
and the kindness that people gave me this season because they knew that
it wasn't like any thing I have ever experienced. And it's those little
kind acts that people did for me that really makes my heart swell with
love and gratitude. Like how on Christmas eve we were door bell ditched
and there was 2 presents left out for us on our door mat.(It was the
branch president i believe because it was kids who did it and they have
the whole primary in their family).
What really got me was when we had
Dinner at L's house and she had stockings for us that was filled with
fruit and candy but there was a little metal can in the stocking as well
that had an ornate snowflake ornament that was crocheted by hand for us. She, being disabled and not able to get out of a wheel chair and who has
a million other health problems, spent the time to make us those and
cook us dinner that day. It brings me to tears just thinking about how
selfless of her that was. Being able to see a few people from my MTC
district was priceless for me.
Christmas Eve
wasn't fun at all for the fist half of the day, I felt sick, I couldn't
even force my self to eat even though I was dying of hunger, i was
nervous to sing ( I don't know why that bothered me so much, i have done crazier things in front of much more people and wasn't worried about
that at all), My suit got Mud all over it when I vaulted a fence in my
suit, I fell more than ankle deep into mud when I landed on the other
side (it was raining) to give a guy who was on the corner holding a sign
asking for food and money my food that I bought that I
couldn't eat. It all really sucked until all of those kind acts came
and being able to see some people who i loved and cared about that I
don't ever get to see. That night right before I went to bed I was just
overwhelmed with a tidal wave of the spirit and the song came to my
head " I feel my Saviors love" I was so happy that I was given so many
blessings that day, I woke up still with that happiness and smile on my
face.
I have alot to be thankful for when I
think about this Christmas. The Lord knew exactly what was important to
me and he blessed me with those things. those acts of kindness, being
able to see people, and being able to have letters from Home, Terry
Tucker, Rex Zimmerman, and being able to call home meant the world to me,
thanks! It was a special experience.