Here
is my "vexation of the soul" for the week. What is with everyone
cutting there hair like Soka from Avatar? It looks like every one out
here decided they like the look of it or something, cause they are all
doing it.
E. Dewitt was the 3rd in our trio, so now we are back to being a duo.
As
for proselyting, we have done almost none this week, but I will explain
why shortly! We saw S on Wednesday, but A didn't join
us. We taught S about the Holy Ghost and personal revelation, and
at the end of the lesson, she told us that she has been feeling His
presence since we've been coming. She's been happier, things are making
more sense, her life is working out better, and she really feels like
what we teach is true. We were so stoked! Once we got in the car we
were hootin and hollerin and just all around excited! But that's the
last we've seen her for this week cause we've been busAY! And, due to
the events which I will shortly account for, we haven't had any contact
with P and his family.
Alright! On to
my adventures! And for those of you who don't have much time, I'm
sorry. It's gonna be a long letter this week.
P-day
was just a normal P-day, till we got a call from the Assistants asking
us for help closing 2 apartments out in Ekalaka and Baker Montana. Of
course, we said yes. We shipped out that night, stayed in the Holiday
Inn Express in Dickinson (not every day a missionary gets to stay
there), then left after eating breakfast for good ole Montana. That
whole day was dedicated to cleaning out those apartments and driving.
It was such a long time to be in a Chevy Silverado with 5 Elders. All
in all we drove probably a grand total of 10ish hours not including
stops. While in Baker we tried to stop for lunch, and the good ole
small towns of Montana strike again! As we drove and walked the streets
searching for somewhere to eat, we found that there were only bars.
Literally, only bars. We picked the one that looked like the bar was
separate from the restaurant and were disappointed to find out that they
had some.... lets just say scantily clad women on the walls... so that
was a no go. Needless to say, we left Baker hungry, singing primary
songs and thinking of virtuous things. We got back to Bismarck about
8:30 Tuesday night.
Wednesday was kinda normal I
guess. We got sucked into the black hole here in town known as "the
mission office." It's impossible to leave in less then 30 minutes. But
that's okay cause we love the office couples! But, after getting a few
other things done, it was time for us to begin driving to Fargo for
transfers. 3 1/2 hours later, we arrived and ate Panda Express. On our
way into the Fargo Zone Leaders apartment (where we stayed the night)
someone opened up their door and asked if any of us knew how to work a
wireless router. So, we offered our assistance. Elder Fillmore picks
it up, looks at it, and says "oh, I've seen this before. All you gotta
do is give it 3 taps on the top (the he pats it 3 times)." Then we all
died laughing, and when we got composed, he said that they needed an
ether net chord. They were using a telephone line. Then we "went in
for the kill". We taught them the gospel! It was super cool! They
were asking questions, and seemed to enjoy the conversation. Then it
was time for us to go, but it was a cool experience.
Thursday
we drove back to Bismarck, had lunch, cleaned up the mess left after
transfers (it wasn't much, but still), then ran some more errands for
the mission office missionaries. That night we found out that on
Saturday we were going to be driving the mission truck (once again, that
wonderful car known as the "Silverado") full of furniture to the Elders
new apartment in Dickinson. Yay for more road trips.
Friday
was District Meeting, we saw a couple of people, then at 8 we got a
call from President Hess. "Hey Elders! How are you doing this fine
evening!" "Doing real good President!" "Well I'm glad. Well Elders,
you're probably wondering why I'm calling you. I have a huge favor to
ask of you. How would you like to take an all expenses paid trip down
to Rapid City?" "............................
Now,
in all honesty, that was a hard decision for me. I hate car rides, I
hate being cooped up in the cockpit of a car, and I hate having nothing
to do for hours on end but stare at the empty expanse of nothingness
known as "North Dakota" (see attachments below). But, Elder Fillmore
served in Rapid and really wanted to go, plus President needed his suit
bag, and I knew that despite the forever long drive, it was going to be
fun. So, we went! Now, remember this cause it plays a big role later.
In
the next hour, we had completely loaded up the truck with a whole
apartments worth of furniture, had our clothes packed for the next 2
days, and started our trek. We stopped in Dickinson, unloaded the
truck, and stayed the night in the Holiday Inn Express, just a few rooms
from where we stayed just 3 days earlier.
Saturday
was when the real fun began. Continental breakfast and a warm shower
and we were gone. I'm sure that if I knew the song, I would have been
singing "On the Road Again" by some country singer that I don't know.
We traveled the "Enchanted Highway", a road that has the worlds largest
metal sculptures. Pretty cool, but I'm still wondering what inspired
them to make this stuff.
We finally made it to
Rapid around noon, got presidents suit to him, then he told us that if
we wanted to we could stick around, E. Fillmore could go say hi to the
people he taught in the area, and Pres. would provide us with another
hotel room. We talked it over, and, once again as the rhyme goes "every
party has a pooper, that's why we invited you", I didn't want to stay.
I wanted to go back and be done with road trips and get back to doing
normal missionary work. But, I knew that if I were in his shoes, I
would expect to stick around and see people, so we did. Again, remember
my attitude toward the whole situation, cause it's important later on!
We
went and visited some of the people on his list of "to sees", then 3
o'clock roles around and we had dinner (a dang early one) with the
Hess's and a bunch of Rapid city missionaries. While at the Stake
Center I saw Bro. Tiensvold and Bro. Thompson of the Gordon Branch!
That was way nice to see them. Yay for more surprises! By this time,
E. Fillmores list was almost empty, and all of a sudden a thought popped
into my head. I realized that Pine Ridge is only an 1 1/2 hours away,
which means that Manderson (the place where Martyna and the Whitehawks
live) was probably less than that, and I started to get super excited. I
asked my comp if he minded if we went down there, stayed for Stake
Conference the next day and sayed hi to the rest of the people he wanted
to see after church. He agreed (thank goodness!), we asked Pres. and
he sayed yes! May I just say, that was the longest hour of my life! I
was so stoked to go visit all the great folks down that way!
I
went and visited the Whitehawk kids again. That was fun! Mayla has
kind of chilled out which was weird. She's still spunky, but not nearly
as rambunctious as before. Wish I could have communicated with her
more, but she still doesn't know much ASL, so it was just a lot of
attempting to communicate with vague gestures like before. But it was
still great! Stopped in on Martyna and talked with her for a bit, then
went and saw Tyra, Felicia, Angela and a bunch of the other kids in the
neighborhood. We played a game of basketball, got some pictures, then
went to see the Whalens (the former Branch President down there). I had
so much fun seeing them all! I miss it there so much, but thank
goodness I'm not hung over and trunky from seeing them all.
Sunday
morning was great too! Got to see a bunch of missionaries I haven't
seen in a while now, then while in the foyer I looked at the door and
saw the Stocks walk in. I was so confused! But it was a blast to see
them too! It was so weird to be called Jesse again... It's been 19 months since someone has called me that minus a few occasions...... Crazy!!
Well,
Stake Conference was good, we went and saw more people for my comp,
then we started our forever long drive back. Stopped in Sturgis to get
some pics, and drove for 5 1/2 hours. I am so done with cars. I'll
just ride my bike next time. The whole way to Rapid. All 250 miles.
And
that concludes my novel for the week. Hope you enjoyed it, cause I sure
did! Now, for the moral of the story. Sometimes we will be asked to
do things that we really don't want to but we know that we probably
should do it. So, we can either be a stinker and pout about it, or we
can try to find the good in everything. I didn't find the good till it
was handed to me on a silver platter, which took about 5 hours. Don't
be like me! Just have fun and be happy no matter what! And when a
chance comes to serve someone, take it. Serving can be as simple as
driving 250 miles to bring someone their suit, or it could be as complex
as being happy that your companion gets to go back to his first area to
see the people he grew to love. (like the word choice in there?)
Don't be selfish. It's a lot more fun that way. Trust me. I know
from personal experience.
I love you all dearly!
Elder Carter
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