Dear Family,
Bueno, what’s up? I’m doing well. Went to the beach today, took a pic on the cam of my comp, lost my keys to the church, again, and to the house, and its the last week of the change. Almost Christmas. Not sure what to think. But other than that, life is exactly the same. Haha, no, but its all good. I’m happy, we should have a baptism this week, well, 2, but after that, there ain’t nothing. Everyone that was here when I started the mish are going home, like Evenson, for example. That guy leaves in 3 weeks. Its really weird to think about, that’s for sure. But it also makes me happy, that I have been able to come so far. I’m glad.
Lets see. Crazy news about the week. Jordan died, sad, and strange. I never even knew if he was still living at home and stuff. What else. Thanksgiving, sounded fun. Stuff with the kids. All of that. I’m glad. I’ll tell you about mine. It was awesome, too. Didn’t eat a friggin thing, but still. Christmas is approaching fast, and I do need to go pick up that camera. Maybe tomorrow in the morning. I’m just not sure which brand. I’ll find something. My shoes really are fine. They still feel like they did the first day. My feet are just basically like metal now and absolutely nothing bothers them now, so I never even think about them at all. That’s life.
This week. Ummm, don’t remember too much. We found some new people to teach, a girl came out of her house on Sunday last week in a towel, scared me, had a cool experience with the lady we baptized recently, and I went to Guayacana, the little branch out in the middle of nowhere, its cool. They are like the straight up Lamanites from the Book of Mormon, and they are all cool. They speak a different language, but I like it.
Yeah. So on Thanksgiving, we wake up from sleeping in the church there in Guayacana. We have to sleep on the benches, with spiders the size of your hand running around. The Branch President "says" they don’t bite, but I don’t believe that to save my life. We woke up, taught some kid, and then just sat around. There, you can’t contact. You just go to references. And you can basically just baptize the person after talking to them, because the rules are way different. So we went, taught one kid, and then there was nothing else to do. It’s also the only place in the whole mission where you can swim, because you have to bathe there. It’s awesome. Wednesday night we went in the dark and it was incredible. Way relaxing. I loved it. So on Thursday, we ask the ward mission leader to take us to some waterfalls. Him and the branch presidents son go with us. Super hard walking, slipping and crap, but we made it. Way beautiful up there. Elder Briggs, the guy from St George, brought his camera and is going to make a disk of all of the photos. It’s pretty cool. Went fishing with a handmade harpoon gun, and got home at 6. It was way fun, thought very unproductive. Basically a vacation, but it was totally worth it. I learned a lot, and we ate some jerky that is customary there. It’s really similar to the stuff at home. I really enjoyed it. Def won’t ever forget it.
Apart from that, nothing. We are just proselyting, doing normal stuff. Maybe the experiences just are passing me by, or they are just becoming a part of everyday life, and I don’t notice them. I’m not sure. But I am still here, starting to get a little trunky, but trying to work and to just do the best that I can with the time I have left. I noticed that two years really isn’t a lot of time. I think if I had to be like Ammon, going out for 14 years, the first 5 would have been slow, maybe only the first year, but after just pure joy and fun. I know that this stuff is true, what I’m teaching. Just gotta keep movin, workin, doin stuff, no? I think that’s the key. No, I know so. 8 months is a long time to help a whole lot of people. Especially with it being so perfect here in this place. Christmas should be fun. Just hope that I’m still here when it passes. Anyway. I love you guys and miss ya. Have a good week. I’ll talk to you next week, probably. There might be changes. Well, there are, but I don’t know if I’ll get any. Pray no!
Love,
Elder Jace Reber
Haha, oh yeah. In a lesson, something I haven’t heard, there were these two girls. They say their mom doesn’t like to listen, because the Prophet buys girls, like orphans. Then, he raises them, like animals, and then sells them to the highest bidder. After that, that guy gets to decide where those girls go on their missions. Just one word came to my mind at that time: ". . . . . . What?" Are you serious? Who comes up with this crap? Haha, I told them that yes it was true, and they just gave me this look of like confusion and disgust. They get dunked soon. Maybe. Haha, yeah.
Bueno, what’s up? I’m doing well. Went to the beach today, took a pic on the cam of my comp, lost my keys to the church, again, and to the house, and its the last week of the change. Almost Christmas. Not sure what to think. But other than that, life is exactly the same. Haha, no, but its all good. I’m happy, we should have a baptism this week, well, 2, but after that, there ain’t nothing. Everyone that was here when I started the mish are going home, like Evenson, for example. That guy leaves in 3 weeks. Its really weird to think about, that’s for sure. But it also makes me happy, that I have been able to come so far. I’m glad.
Lets see. Crazy news about the week. Jordan died, sad, and strange. I never even knew if he was still living at home and stuff. What else. Thanksgiving, sounded fun. Stuff with the kids. All of that. I’m glad. I’ll tell you about mine. It was awesome, too. Didn’t eat a friggin thing, but still. Christmas is approaching fast, and I do need to go pick up that camera. Maybe tomorrow in the morning. I’m just not sure which brand. I’ll find something. My shoes really are fine. They still feel like they did the first day. My feet are just basically like metal now and absolutely nothing bothers them now, so I never even think about them at all. That’s life.
This week. Ummm, don’t remember too much. We found some new people to teach, a girl came out of her house on Sunday last week in a towel, scared me, had a cool experience with the lady we baptized recently, and I went to Guayacana, the little branch out in the middle of nowhere, its cool. They are like the straight up Lamanites from the Book of Mormon, and they are all cool. They speak a different language, but I like it.
Yeah. So on Thanksgiving, we wake up from sleeping in the church there in Guayacana. We have to sleep on the benches, with spiders the size of your hand running around. The Branch President "says" they don’t bite, but I don’t believe that to save my life. We woke up, taught some kid, and then just sat around. There, you can’t contact. You just go to references. And you can basically just baptize the person after talking to them, because the rules are way different. So we went, taught one kid, and then there was nothing else to do. It’s also the only place in the whole mission where you can swim, because you have to bathe there. It’s awesome. Wednesday night we went in the dark and it was incredible. Way relaxing. I loved it. So on Thursday, we ask the ward mission leader to take us to some waterfalls. Him and the branch presidents son go with us. Super hard walking, slipping and crap, but we made it. Way beautiful up there. Elder Briggs, the guy from St George, brought his camera and is going to make a disk of all of the photos. It’s pretty cool. Went fishing with a handmade harpoon gun, and got home at 6. It was way fun, thought very unproductive. Basically a vacation, but it was totally worth it. I learned a lot, and we ate some jerky that is customary there. It’s really similar to the stuff at home. I really enjoyed it. Def won’t ever forget it.
Apart from that, nothing. We are just proselyting, doing normal stuff. Maybe the experiences just are passing me by, or they are just becoming a part of everyday life, and I don’t notice them. I’m not sure. But I am still here, starting to get a little trunky, but trying to work and to just do the best that I can with the time I have left. I noticed that two years really isn’t a lot of time. I think if I had to be like Ammon, going out for 14 years, the first 5 would have been slow, maybe only the first year, but after just pure joy and fun. I know that this stuff is true, what I’m teaching. Just gotta keep movin, workin, doin stuff, no? I think that’s the key. No, I know so. 8 months is a long time to help a whole lot of people. Especially with it being so perfect here in this place. Christmas should be fun. Just hope that I’m still here when it passes. Anyway. I love you guys and miss ya. Have a good week. I’ll talk to you next week, probably. There might be changes. Well, there are, but I don’t know if I’ll get any. Pray no!
Love,
Elder Jace Reber
Haha, oh yeah. In a lesson, something I haven’t heard, there were these two girls. They say their mom doesn’t like to listen, because the Prophet buys girls, like orphans. Then, he raises them, like animals, and then sells them to the highest bidder. After that, that guy gets to decide where those girls go on their missions. Just one word came to my mind at that time: ". . . . . . What?" Are you serious? Who comes up with this crap? Haha, I told them that yes it was true, and they just gave me this look of like confusion and disgust. They get dunked soon. Maybe. Haha, yeah.
