Jump on the band waggon before time runs out!
Technically, I suppose the clock has already expired since the afore mentioned week was last week. Also, this bandwaggon was only for police officers.
Here's how it went: 1 week. 1 poor missionary. 2 traffic tickets.
The first, the result of running a red light. A light that was run in order to avoid plowing in to the side of a mother and her baby who pulled out in front of me. Did the cop see that? Was he interested in that part of the story? NO! Of course not.
The second was on our way to transfer meeting. After having to PAY to get on a FREEWAY, I was pulled over and ticketed for going 75. Was the cop aware that all freeways should be at least 75? Did he realize I was going slower that my peers all around me? NO!
What'er. I digress. I just have a very sour taste in my mouth for the state of Massachusetts and police officers.
On a much lighter note, I got a new companion and we are doing great! Have a great week, y'all. Write me so I don't feel like such a loser! Thanks!!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Happy Mothers' Day!
Yes. The apostrophe in the title WAS meant to come after the "s".
As Ross' son in "Friends" so appropriately put it, "I have lots of mommies".
My "first mom" is the original. She is the one who gave birth to me and has carried the vast majority of raising me on her shoulders. Through the years she has taught me by her incredible example of how to overcome adversity and find joy in the journey. She is the one who has taught me how to love and be loved.
My next mom is my grandma. Nowhere in the world could you find a woman who embodies such compassion and attributes of Christ as my grandma. She is the matriarch of all matriarchs. She can cook, she can clean, she can make peace among anyone and she never lets you leave the house without letting you know how much she loves you.
The third mom, "the other mother", is my best friend's mom, Joy. Since we first me, she has always taken me in and treated me as one of her own children, offering all the love, humor, and (at times) correction an adolescent boy could need. I'll always think of her as one of my mothers and she and her family will always hold a very special place in my heart.
My last mom is my Mission Mom, Sister Pehrson. Whenever I don't feel well, I'm homesick, or I have questions about laundry, I can always call her. She is an incredible woman and I am really going to be sad when she and President go home next month.
I think it is oddly appropriate that this past week in my Book of Mormon reading, I read the story of Helaman's army in Alma. Like the 2,000 stripling warriors, I stand in this fight with the knowledge that I can win because my mother(s) knew it. They knew I could be successful and they gave me the faith and courage to allow me to know it for myself.
I want to wish all my moms a Happy Mother's Day. You all mean the world to me and I love you more than you'll ever know! Thank you for EVERYTHING you have done and continually do for me.
"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother(s)." -Abraham Lincoln
As Ross' son in "Friends" so appropriately put it, "I have lots of mommies".
My "first mom" is the original. She is the one who gave birth to me and has carried the vast majority of raising me on her shoulders. Through the years she has taught me by her incredible example of how to overcome adversity and find joy in the journey. She is the one who has taught me how to love and be loved.
My next mom is my grandma. Nowhere in the world could you find a woman who embodies such compassion and attributes of Christ as my grandma. She is the matriarch of all matriarchs. She can cook, she can clean, she can make peace among anyone and she never lets you leave the house without letting you know how much she loves you.
The third mom, "the other mother", is my best friend's mom, Joy. Since we first me, she has always taken me in and treated me as one of her own children, offering all the love, humor, and (at times) correction an adolescent boy could need. I'll always think of her as one of my mothers and she and her family will always hold a very special place in my heart.
My last mom is my Mission Mom, Sister Pehrson. Whenever I don't feel well, I'm homesick, or I have questions about laundry, I can always call her. She is an incredible woman and I am really going to be sad when she and President go home next month.
I think it is oddly appropriate that this past week in my Book of Mormon reading, I read the story of Helaman's army in Alma. Like the 2,000 stripling warriors, I stand in this fight with the knowledge that I can win because my mother(s) knew it. They knew I could be successful and they gave me the faith and courage to allow me to know it for myself.
I want to wish all my moms a Happy Mother's Day. You all mean the world to me and I love you more than you'll ever know! Thank you for EVERYTHING you have done and continually do for me.
"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother(s)." -Abraham Lincoln
Monday, May 2, 2011
Vote for SUMMER!
So Summer is certainly in the air and that make a life of a missionary serving in a big city very interesting.
Let me set the scene for one of the worst days EVER. It's about 8 in the evening and starting to get dark. Elder Souza and I are walking down ghetto-trash, trailer-fabulous Park Street to an appointment. We're coming up on a group of men (the type that would be warming their hands by a trash can fire if it wasn't 80 DEGREES) and one of the starts shouting racial slurs about white people at us. As we walked past, giving him all the attention he deserved (which was none), HE THREW FOOD AT US. And not just any food. Cheap Chinese.
Being the level-headed and Christlike Elders we are, we still ignored him and kept on our way. About a block and a half further, we saw a police officer. We told him what happened and he said he'd go look for the guy. We went to our appointment and thus ended Tuesday.
Wednesday was much better. One of the best days EVER, in fact. Thanks to a State Representative in our ward, we got to go to the Capital Building and meet the UCONN basketball teams.
We met and got autographs from:
Jeremy Lamb
Alex Oriakhi
and Maya Moore.
Let me set the scene for one of the worst days EVER. It's about 8 in the evening and starting to get dark. Elder Souza and I are walking down ghetto-trash, trailer-fabulous Park Street to an appointment. We're coming up on a group of men (the type that would be warming their hands by a trash can fire if it wasn't 80 DEGREES) and one of the starts shouting racial slurs about white people at us. As we walked past, giving him all the attention he deserved (which was none), HE THREW FOOD AT US. And not just any food. Cheap Chinese.
Being the level-headed and Christlike Elders we are, we still ignored him and kept on our way. About a block and a half further, we saw a police officer. We told him what happened and he said he'd go look for the guy. We went to our appointment and thus ended Tuesday.
Wednesday was much better. One of the best days EVER, in fact. Thanks to a State Representative in our ward, we got to go to the Capital Building and meet the UCONN basketball teams.
We met and got autographs from:
Jeremy Lamb
Alex Oriakhi
and Maya Moore.Plus others including Coach Calhoun and Kemba Walker. Thanks Sister Kirkley-Bey!!
But what made this one of the best days EVER? A text message I received in the afternoon from the Spanish Elders which read, "Hey some cop just pulled up to us and asked us if we knew you. When we said yes he told us to tell you that he took that guy to jail last night. What's he talking about?" Justice. Served.
I guess in missionary work, just as in life, you win some and you lose some but those are the experiences that make things memorable. Have a great week, everyone. Much love!
But what made this one of the best days EVER? A text message I received in the afternoon from the Spanish Elders which read, "Hey some cop just pulled up to us and asked us if we knew you. When we said yes he told us to tell you that he took that guy to jail last night. What's he talking about?" Justice. Served.
I guess in missionary work, just as in life, you win some and you lose some but those are the experiences that make things memorable. Have a great week, everyone. Much love!
Monday, April 25, 2011
This week was...
uneventful. Thing in CT are pretty much the same as they have always been. It is finally starting to warm up and I am reminded of the knock-you-over humidity of New England Summer. When we came out of church yesterday, it was 75 degrees and the humidity made it hard to breathe at first. Not sure if I'm quite ready for that but I think it definitely beats the cold.
The work rolls forth. We (might) have a baptism this Saturday if everything pans out. Please pray it will. If not, we will just move it back a week or so.
I think that is all. For more information, you can write to the address on this page. I love you all. Peace. and. Blessin's.
The work rolls forth. We (might) have a baptism this Saturday if everything pans out. Please pray it will. If not, we will just move it back a week or so.
I think that is all. For more information, you can write to the address on this page. I love you all. Peace. and. Blessin's.
Monday, April 18, 2011
The Sanchez's Baptism
On Saturday, we had a baptism!
Meet the Sanchez family. Mom (Michelle), Brian (18), Stephanie (13), and Jennifer (11). We met this family because Jennifer found a pass-along card on the ground and decided to call the number. We went over at the end of March and started teaching them. They were instantly receptive. They had LOTS of questions but were able to find answers in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
It has been such a neat experience to teach them and help prepare them for baptism while watching them grow in the Gospel. It was an absolutely incredible experience for me to baptize Brian and Stephanie.
I love this family so much and I know that they are going to make GREAT members of the Church!
Meet the Sanchez family. Mom (Michelle), Brian (18), Stephanie (13), and Jennifer (11). We met this family because Jennifer found a pass-along card on the ground and decided to call the number. We went over at the end of March and started teaching them. They were instantly receptive. They had LOTS of questions but were able to find answers in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
It has been such a neat experience to teach them and help prepare them for baptism while watching them grow in the Gospel. It was an absolutely incredible experience for me to baptize Brian and Stephanie.
I love this family so much and I know that they are going to make GREAT members of the Church!
Monday, April 4, 2011
A Balmy Week in New England
Did you all enjoy conference? I sure did. It was an uplifting and inspiring experience and this time around, it was also a lot of fun. We watched at the Stake Center and there were about 10 or 12 other missionaries there. Each of the different sessions was also attended by 5 to 10 members. It was so great to hear the council given. I especially enjoyed Elder Holland's talk in which he spoke about the inspiration of the topics spoken of at Conference and where he described those speaking and "mortal messengers delivering angelic messages". That is truly how I felt about this Conference; like I was receiving angelic messages from (extraordinary) mortal messengers. Last Monday we had a cool once-in-a-lifetime experience. We got to tour ESPN. It was so cool! We got to see a few of their recording studios and behind-the-scenes type stuff. My camera wasn't working but Elder Souza got some good pictures I'll upload later. The last piece of news I have is that I'm not getting transferred. Everyone say, "YAY!" 6 more weeks in Hartford! That's all for now folks! Peace and blessin's... Y'all.
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