It’s Best to Flex With 1 Arm
Time just progressively gets shorter and shorter out here. I used to send out lanky emails every week. Now I’ve missed 2 weeks. But hey, that’s ok, not too much happened during those weeks. I think.
Ok psych, we saw a spider that was NO JOKE the size of a tennis ball. Like, take a tennis ball and the size of it’s shadow at noon day was how big the legs of that thing stretched out were.
Also some of the other missionaries here in Midwest City have a whip. Like a full blown whip. And I’m getting scary good at it. I can turn off the lights and whip popcorn bags out of the air.
Oh, then there was this time we were having dinner with this family, and their little 6 year old girl was doing cartwheels, and she asked if we could do cartwheels, and of course, I gotta flex when I can, so I was like, “Yeah.” And I did one, flawless form of course, and she knew she had been outclassed. But I don’t just destroy the competition, I obliterate it.
So then I did a one-handed cartwheel.
And I’m not trying to be pathetic and show off in comparison to a 6 year old, it was just fun to do some tricks again, and we had a good time.
But yeah, we’ve been working hard out here in MWC. We contact all the people we can, teach about the Savior, and just try to serve people. I’ve learned that it’s human nature to decline service. Like, if you ask someone if they need help, they’re gonna say no. So these days we just go and serve people before they can try to tell us they don’t need any help. It works every time.
Then we had a pretty spunky photo shoot, so I’ll attach a few of them onto this email, but I’m going to save my personal favorite for next week, so stay tuned.
Over and Out
SHOUTOUTS:
- Oliver: My brother’s new kid. He’s done nothing to deserve this shoutout besides simply being alive. But that’s the lifelong game we all play, keep it up lil’ homie.
