Hey Mom, Dad, Siblings, Dog, and all other friends reading this,
Got my travel plans this week. I forgot to send them in my last letter home. I leave the MTC at 8 in the morning on August 24th and my flight leaves Salt Lake to Burbank, CA at 11:10 am, or something like that, on Delta Airlines. Just thought that would be something you would like to know.
Ok, start off with a fun story. There are two words in the Spanish language: sorceria, which means sorcery, and sacerdocio, which means priesthood. Well Elder Arrieta, an elder in my district, invited someone to be baptized by someone holding the power and authority of God's sorcery. We got some good laughs out of it.
Elder Schoenfeld snores and sleep yells. There was one night that he woke up at like 2 in the morning and yelled "I have to go!" Apparently, he had to go to the restroom, and it kinda freaked me out.
So, remember my ankle? Well, it's been two weeks and it is still really, really swollen. And they tell me it's new swelling, not the same swelling. We can't figure out what's wrong with the ankle because it doesn't hurt at all. It's kinda weird because the trainers don't know what's going on, and the head trainer guy is just like, well, I wouldn't worry about it too much. The only reason why I'm worried about it is because it's swollen up more than any other injury I've ever had. It's weird. And yes, I ice it everyday and I do ice bucket and I've done compression boot and I have it wrapped. Nothing.
Speaking of my ankle, my companion's twin brother rolled his ankle exactly the same way I did. Playing basketball, left ankle, on crutches for a day or two. I got a good laugh out of that because he was talking smack about breaking my ankle. That's what you get when you mess with me.
Elder Dugger, my old roommate, is here. He, Hermana Edgerly (another sister from the 83rd ward), and I were able to get a picture together. Unfortunately, I don't have a copy of that picture, so all ye 83rd warders that want a copy of that picture need to get a hold of Hermana Edgerly for that picture. I need to do that too.
And I also got a picture with all the Budge Boys that were here at the beginning of this week. About 10 of us were here on Sunday, and 2 of them left on Monday. So, you 96th warders can have a picture of the Budge Boys courtesy of me. I just need to get the pictures all developed (do they even call it developing anymore? because it's not film). Which I probably won't do until I got to Cali.
Devotionals and firesides are all good. The Sunday fireside was given by the MTC director person, I don't remember his name off the top of my head. Nor can I remember what he said. But don't worry mom, I have it written down... Somewhere... And the devotional on Tuesday was given by Elder David Evans of the quorum of the seventy. It was about God and His love for us. Pretty good stuff. They don't tell us beforehand who comes and speaks at the devotionals. Which is a good thing because we don't need 2,000 missionaries (which is how many are here, from what I hear) camping out when they hear that Elder Holland comes to speak.
Did more janitorial service on Tuesday. Good stuff.
Misioneras are the best. They add a different dimension to missionary work. It's really cool. It's exactly the same as being with other girls except we're not allowed to hug them or touch them in any way or flirt with them. Not that I would want to flirt with them. But I just think that they are really helpful, and offer a break from the same boring routine of being with well-dressed guys wearing white shirts and ties and slacks. And they're nice too.
So I have a song I came up with because, you know, missionaries have so much time on their hands:
'Ere you left your room this morning
Did you think to shave?
Did you think to take a razor?
Do your face a loving favor.
Take that scruff away.
Oh, how shaving takes the beard-y.
Shaving cuts the fuzz away.
So, when face gets dark and hairy
Don't forget to shave.
I don't yet have a second verse yet, or any other things to write about.
There's not much else to say. We're teaching a girl named Casey, which is tough because she's really stubborn, but I think we've finally got through to her after the 5th lesson. Last night haha. And we're still teaching Daniel.
Cynthia Amaya- I know you're reading this, because you love stalking my facebook and reading everything about me. Send me a letter, you person.
As a matter of fact, that goes to everyone. Send me a letter. Please. I promise I'll write you back :)
Well that's about it. Love you, take care. I would share a scripture but my scriptures are not on my persona right now. Sorry. But Proverbs 3:5 is a good one.
Con amor,
Elder Nathan Gruenewald
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