Saturday, January 17, 2015

9.15.14


This week went pretty well. E' Neilson and I have been together for so long, so at times we are having too much fun. We wrote down a bunch of goals that we will be meeting this change. We had five people in church on Sunday and five people who are progressing towards a baptism. We're seeing that Satan is already working on them though and making them doubt a bunch of things...but as long as we visit these people with the ward leaders, they will for sure get baptized. I love working in this ward though. A couple people have been like, “when are you going to leave! You've been here for years now!” But they love me! All of our success that we are having is because the organization is way better than any other ward and because these members are taking part in the work of the Lord. My new district is pretty big (10 people...before it was 6) and I love it so much more. We talked about the organization and our roles in making it better. My new Zone Leader said it was the best meeting he has been in so that was nice. It's crazy how much easier the work is when you have a ward to help you out. Not much happened though this week...

I'm going to be sending a letter home with a bunch of letters inside for you guys to give to people. I don't know what else to talk about... that’s sick that Dad saw Geo. Sometimes I just think about how awesome it was playing soccer with everyone and how fun it was being at BYU playing soccer. But then I think about how fat I'm getting and how badly I suck at soccer that I want to kill myself so I try not to think about soccer. Football sounds pretty fun too. I hope I get to go back and do as well as I did when I first tried out. But for right now I'd just like these people here to get baptized and endure to the end so they can just be saved.

I also had a dream that I was going to be a Mission President... My new goal for life is that... become a mission president! I think it’s possible and a godly desire... I'll just have to become rich. 

E' McRae

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