Yeah, Johnson city is cool. The members here are the bees knees.
They feed us all day err'day and then even send us home with food. We
need to get more investigators though so I can get them involved on
the fellowshipping front. I wish I had more hilarious stories for you
guys, but my comp. is pretty goofy and we don't share that same mature
level of dry humor. Seriously though, we're at these new members home
and I'm trying to teach them the word of wisdom (cause they were all
up in it with that green tea) and trying to get spiritual while my
comp. finds this paper towel roll and starts making chewbacca noises
to scare their dogs. Real quick though, can one of you do a reality
check for me on the google machine and find out about green tea? I'm
totes positive it's against the word of wisdom, but my comp was like
"nope, only black tea. Herbal tea is okay too though." (and I was
like, duh). Anyway, we asked bishop and he was like "yeah, I think
green tea is okay, it's an herb" and I'm like, No, it's a tea leaf.
Anyway, I remain unconvinced. Personally, I would just as soon say no
tea. Not even herbal. Let's just not even worry about it. Just
don't even bother with tea at all. It's not worth your time.
Seriously, do you really need it? Hmm? Microwave some juice and
sprinkle some oregano in it. Done. Have a nice day.
Anyway, so my comp is a little bit of a downer. When we have to go
tract, I end up knocking on at least half of the doors and doing all
of the talking now. It's sooo great for me. But I can't carry this
work. I've got to figure out how to get him on the same page... I
have my faults too, but I try to have a positive attitude now and
really get to work.
But we end up seeing the sister missionaries a lot since the areas are
divided like right through the middle of this city. And their pretty
funny and good workers.
Oh yeah, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH!!! That's all I've got for you. We have
these JPMorgan cards that are good for nothing. I can't even get
cashback and the first day I went to walmart, it wouldn't work.
WALMART!!! If I can't buy stuff there, where can I? Turns out, I
didn't have enough money on my card at the time and you absolutely
cannot overdraft on these accounts. The takeaway message from this
paragraph is that you are not getting a gift from me in the mail,
Josh. But I hope you're taking full advantage of those guitars I left
for you. I can't have them... bummer.
As for Matthew's license, well, he's definitely on par with my comp's
driving so if the Lord says my comp can drive, Matthew can drive. We
were pulling a U-turn to go help a damsel in distress (here car hood
was up and she was tinkering with the innards in a church parking lot)
and my comp got distracted with... not the road and well... ended up
not on the road but slamming into the curb. We popped a tire. So we
spent hours getting that taken care of a few days ago. Seriously, I
have spent more time stopped at green lights and slowing down to
intersections with no stop signs than ever before with Matthew. He's
ready.
Speaking of Matthew, how's that Eagle Project coming? First, remind
him he's a Boy Scout. That's get him in the proper mindset cause if
you just spring that on him, you'll catch him off guard and he'll be
like "Where's mom!?". "She's been in Tucson ALL DAY. Is this really
happening Matthew?". Haha, family inside jokes.... But yeah, get that
done.
The super bowl. We were going to tract last night but my comp was
like, everyone's going to be mad at us for interrupting the super bowl
and I was like whatever. But it was fast Sunday and I didn't want to
push it because if anyone opened the door and I smelled pizza... oh
man, fuggedaboudit. But we went and visited some less actives. You
know, build up the strength of the ward and stuff. I did practically
all the teaching though and shared the spiritual message at our dinner
appointment. It was cool.
I don't really mean to get down on my comp, He's really not that bad,
and it's kinda my fault cause I don't really encourage him ever (I'm
afraid he'll think I'm encouraging him to continue chasing dogs at
people's houses), but I just really don't have anything super positive
to say about him either. Not yet at least... I'll find it. Or it's
going to be a long 3 months.... Longer than comp. study already
seems....
Alyssa gets a car!? What'd she do? Is that cash for clunkers thing
happening again? Dang. Lucky her. Are they going to let Jacob drive
it up and give it to her as an extra special gift? Hahaha, JK. I
miss the crew though. All of you are number one. Top notch. A plus.
Okay, so we visited these members for dinner last night and they used
to work for a company called Melaluca or something like that based in
Idaho? Anyway, they had some hilarious stories about shady business
models and crappy products. Research it, and get back to me. A quick
copy paste of the wikipedia page should suffice. All I know is that
Melaluca oil can cure EVERYTHING. It's seriously magical I guess.
But it's estimated also that 1/4 of the population is allergic to it.
Oh well... 1/3 of the hosts of heaven were cast out so in comparison,
they're not doing too bad.
Here I've gone and squandered my time without sharing a spiritual
message. Um... I read 2 Nephi 29 today. It's an excellent chapter
which justifies the existence of the Book of Mormon and really beats
down any argument against it. Oh, it's mostly God speaking so, I
mean, who could really argue anyway. But yeah, give it some thought.
Chanda asked about some killer material on "Preaching the Gospel."
I love you all and can't wait to hear from you again. Jeez, 60
minutes is not enough... And this library sucks cause I can't upload
pics from my camera. Someday, you'll get them... someday....
Okay here's that killer material for Chanda:
Don't be afraid to share with your friends your beliefs. Plant that
seed. And LOOK for opportunities. Don't just hope that one pops up.
Cause even if it does, you'll miss it if you're not looking.
Crap, I can't share more, this computer is about to kick me off.
SORRY!!!! FORGIVE ME!!!
I miss you all (seriously, all of you. If you think I'm not thinking
of you, I am. I already did. Just now. Yes for reals. I care about
you. Jeez, cut it out. I really did. Okay, later).
Love,
Elder Grabinger
P.S. We aren't allowed to have guitars. Harumph. But we go to the
music shop on P day and play there. So it's cool
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