My
companion kinda scares me when we drive. I hate so much that the junior
companion has to get out of the car to help "back up" the senior
companion. I hate it so much. Also I've become slightly addicted to
sunflower seeds and carry a big spit bottle in the car.
For
service this past week we helped an old guy named "Cowboy" hang his
laundry. He tossed his dirty underwear at me and by my natural reaction I
caught his dirty underwear. Ewww I almost puked.
After
getting done tracting with my companion and I noticed an old Buick turn
around and follow us. I honestly thought that I was going to get shot.
In my mind I was thinking that I'm not even a month out yet and I'm
already going to get shot. It turns out the guy just wanted to talk to
us about when we thought the second coming was going to happen. I let
out a huge sigh of relief. We got his address and sent missionaries to
his house the following day.
Family and
Friends you are all in my prayers. I hope everyone is doing Gucci. I'll
see y'all soon enough. Don't go chasing waterfalls.... No that's not a
TLC reference.
