November
4, 2013
My eyebrows mated and gave birth to a mustache! |
Happy Halloween -- Eye See You! |
Surprise!!! I'm the new
District Leader, and I haven't even hit my fifth month yet! Elder Whicker used
to be our DL, but he has been called as the new Green Bay Zone Leader.
President Cutler called us on Saturday afternoon and extended the call to me
and explained a few minor details about my position and duties and he also mentioned
the border change as "happening very soon". To give a more detailed
story:
On Saturday morning, Elder
Baird and I played a small joke on Elder Whicker, congratulating him on opening
up a new area of the mission. We were just joking with him but because he had
been so stressed about transfers this week he over reacted to our text in a
funny manner and so Elder Baird and I had a good laugh. Then 20 minutes
later the transfer text came telling us that Elder Whicker was leaving
Marquette, and that Elder Baird and I were staying here in Germfask. The text doesn’t
tell us where we are going, only IF we are going somewhere new. Then moving on
to afternoon; Elder Baird and I had just finished a lesson with a Seventh Day Adventist,
we climbed in the car and got no more than 100ft when the phone rings and its
President Cutler. In movie fashion, we jumble the phone, slam on the brakes,
pull over and say" Hello". He asks to speak with me, and he then
tells me that I will be the new District Leader starting on Wednesday the 6th.
We had a brief chat and said goodbye. My mind was racing with things and ideas,
and a whole bunch of "what does this mean" and "what just
happened" questions. I'm such a young missionary, and my whole district is
training new missionaries that arrive tomorrow morning. (Except me because
Elder Baird and I will be finishing his training this transfer). This is just
so weird, and now I'm getting teased by other missionaries that since I'm a DL
at such a young age, they all say that I will be an AP by the time I hit my one
year mark.
So what else happened this
week: well, I got my suit pants ripped by a dog. It was Tuesday and we were out
visiting a few potentials. We parked the car and walked up the long
driveway of one family that we had met and had given a Book of Mormon too. I
was familiar with their dogs but they had never ever shown any signs of aggression
before. We had a very brief chat with the husband and we started to walk back
down the long driveway. All of a sudden, one dog goes crazy and started
attacking Elder Baird. I continue walking faster in an attempt to avoid the dog
myself but it lunged for me got ahold of my left pant leg about mid-calf and ripped
a four inch hole into it, as well as a second one inch tear. We climbed in the
car, debating about what we should do. I decide to write a letter and stick it
in their mailbox. It wasn't a nasty letter of any sorts, but I did ask them to
call us and give an apology. The next day he calls and I didn't get the apology
I was looking for. He just came up with excuses and said he didn't want us
coming back. I gave the suit pants to our neighbor and she sewed it up. It’s an
ok fix, but the pants will never be the same.
Rats! This is his best suit. |
"We are as the ArMii of Helaman" |
All is still going well for
Elder Baird and me. We have had a few investigators coming to church now, and
we are getting used to the cold. No snow yet.
Scripture
of the week 2 Nephi 2:24
24. But
behold, all things have been done in the wisdom of him who knoweth all things.
Love you all,
Elder Luymes
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