all,
This week marks a scary week for me. Elder Sabey and Hermana Atkinson
were here about 6 weeks ago. This is my last transfer in the mission field. I'm
terrified. All I can do is work harder than last week. Given that my companion
was sick for two full days last week, and I was sick for another one, that
shouldn't be difficult.
but anyway, no one wants to hear about my throat ulcer,
so I'll move on.
This week, minus the sick, was great. I love working out
here. It always is in the back of my head that it's going away soon, but I
don't let myself think about it. Thinking about it always gets me off subject,
like Playing Legend of Zelda, watching the Hobbit, doing archery with Aidan,
College, Zelda, Google, Zelda...
see what I mean?
This week has been about doing what we can, where we can.
We can't help everyone out here, but as Elder Holland said at Harvard, our
purpose is to make a world, or a nation, or a community, or a family, or a
person better then when we found them. I think we succeeded this week. After a
lesson, We helped one of our family's make dinner. they wouldn't have gotten it
done in time, but we were glad to help. We helped one of our members who had to
go to the hospital. We got to simply brighten someone's day. I think that's the
essence of missionary work. Love and Service. Anyone who tells you it's about
getting converts doesn't care about people, they care about numbers. Converts
are a side-effect. The real goal is love. I hope people can see that.
Anyway, love to you all. I'm not counting, but it's not
hard to do the math anymore (even for me).
Love from the North,
Elder Darcey
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