Week 81: City Highlights

 

Making dinner

Monday- I am grateful for virtue, modesty, newness, jeans, and hills.

Tuesday- I am grateful for humility, trying, Elder Holland talks, and sleep.

Wednesday- I am grateful for pins, knives, and patience.

Thursday- I am grateful for Gospel living, new perspectives, compassion, productivity, and humility.

Friday- I am grateful for pebbles, music, aesthetics, and peace.

Saturday- I am grateful for rain, compassion, smiles, preparation, and logic.

Sunday- I am grateful for microwaves, gifts, walking, and tranquility.

Dented fingers

We live in quite a hilly place.

The first couple of nights I woke up from being cold, what the.

City living.

I have a greater appreciation for modesty and all that it means.

Love my guitar

We were walking home one night and passed a young man sitting on the sidewalk with his tray of candy to sell for the day quite full. He was crying and his eyes were all puffy and he was talking to himself about how he sold nothing and had no money. This scene broke my heart. 

Then on the same walk a prostitute passed us and you could feel the pit of despair, absence of light, and sadness. That was tough to feel.

These 2 people on one walk home increased my compassion and gratitude immensely. 

From the young man I felt an aching in my heart to help him, a lot of love for him purely as another Child of God, and much more gratitude for an apartment, food, and water of my own.

From the lady on the street I appreciated the law and ordinances of The Gospel we learn about to keep us protected and growing in righteous ways.

Joining the family obsession

I gave a talk in church on missionary work, it was 6 minutes long, wahoo.

We are in the straight grind of calling people.

I got cold many a times this week.

Running in the city is no joke, it's just down right CRAZY.

Lookin' good

I made Tapioca for the first time, good stuff.

We also have a friend which we named the crack dog.  He brings us great joy. 

He lives in a house on the walk to the church and at times if you're lucky, he will go nuts, like he's on crack, and that always just brings a smile and newfound wonder to what dogs even are. 

Also woke up last night to a dude on the street screaming "POLICE POLICE, A ROBBER A ROBBER, IM POOR" something like that, I prayed for that man.

Another full week for sure

My guitar, keeps me sane!