Affectionate Associates
Those punks at BYU-I had a women's soccer team shovel snow off of the field!? Don't they have an elders quorum over there or something? Chivalry is dead. Douglas, your right though: We've got bigger problems if attendance is mandatory for an intramural soccer team.
I'm now fully recovered from my unfortunate illness a couple weeks ago. We had another chili cook-off this past weekend for the ward's Trunk-Or-Treat activity. My companion and I graciously bowed out of that event.
I wasn't paying attention while driving last week, and I totally sped through a school zone. I soon found out that one reason the church buys Chevy Malibus for mission vehicles is that it's impossible to get in a high-speed chase in one of those.
So I only got into a moderate-speed chase with a highway patrol officer. In my defense, WHO PUT'S AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL ON A HIGHWAY!!!? When he finally got me pulled over, he asked for my driver's license and came back 10 minutes later and let me off with a warning.
I think he's afraid of authority (I flashed my name badge several times)... He was about to have his own run-in with 'the law' if you know what I mean.
The law = my fist.
All jokes aside, he was a very kind man and I'm glad he let me off in my ignorance. But now I know better. And that's today's lesson: you can't be saved in ignorance. The glory of God is intelligence. D&C 93:36. Educate yourself.
I don't remember if I ever mentioned this, but weeks ago, my companion and I were asked to give a priesthood blessing to a member family's pet. That was a strange experience. We had to ask the Mission President about it, but he gave us the OK (with no oil though). I joked with him about accidentally ordaining the dog to the Aaronic Priesthood. He's a big loveable goof. Pray for him. He's headed back to "The Lake" (The Lake = SLC) for some medical gore. Then pray for me. We will have a temporary mission president who used to be a general in the military. I'll let you know how it goes...
I also can't remember if I mentioned this, but for some reason, a few missionaries think my last name is prime material for a rapper name. I've come to be affectionately known as "Elder Grabinjeezy and Elder G-breezy."
Points for originality.
Recently, I've heard the phrase "life is too/so short" in normal conversation and all I can think of is Dwight K. Schrute's wise reply:
"False, it's the longest thing you'll ever do."
Not true, but funny.
Despite my choice of greeting, this letter has become incredibly informal. I hope that's okay with ya'll <----- I've been trying SUPER hard not to let this word become a part of my vernacular. I have a tough time embracing some of the southern vocabulary because I think an education should be valued. Call me crazy...
I had real southern grits for the first time last week! It was like, the taste of lima beans with he consistency of mashed rice. I will never understand the appeal.
Love you all. Take care.
-Elder Grabinger
