Monday: We didn't do very much. We are low on miles, and the Salem Elders got in an accident.
Their truck is in the shop, and they don't have a ride up. Luckily nobody got hurt, except for their truck and the car that hit them.
Tuesday: Our friendly neighborhood Hillbilly, R, got back from the Hospital today. He got a spinal fusion, and he's feeling better now. We had a good chat with him, and enjoyed the sweltering heat.
Wednesday: We ate dinner at the T's house today, and I initiated a massive water balloon fight. It was me versus 20 little kids & 4 teenagers... I lost horribly, but I enjoyed getting soaked!
Thursday: We have been trying to get a hold of one of our Investigators, but she has been avoiding us. We drove out to her house and knocked on her door, but she didn't answer. As we walked away from her house, we looked out over the field and saw her running into the woods!
Geez! I didn't know that we were that scary! I guess we aren't going to go see her anymore!
Friday: I had a great experience today when I was playing fetch with a member's dog (they named him Moroni). Anyways, Moroni gave a yelp as it came running back to me, and started limping. I tried to look at his paw, but he wouldn't hold still to let me look at it. I had Amy, his owner, hold him while I looked at his paw. He had a bunch of slivers in his paw.
So I went and pulled out my handy-dandy backpack, and began pulling out my many tools. I pulled out an electric shaver, shaved the hair around the paw and in between his pads. I pulled out my new handy-dandy multi-tool, and started pulling out the slivers. I needed some tweezers, so had to borrow some tweezers from somebody. I got all of the slivers out, and I bandaged his paw up.
I have to say, I felt great that I was able to take care of her dog. But I'm going to buy some tweezers. I need to be ready for anything.
Saturday: Ugh! It hit 102 degrees Fahrenheit today! We stayed out of the heat for most of the day, but it was like a punch in the throat every time you went outside! I really miss the cold...
Sunday: Today we ate dinner at the B's house, and we played around in their backyard for a bit. They have a little 3-year-old girl named M, and she reminds me of Brea. She used to hang on Elder S, but he's in Tulsa now. So, she was hanging on me for most of the night. We played house, and she cooked me some plastic hot dogs. As I ate those plastic hot dogs, I thought of my little sister Brea.
It's been a long time since I actually sat down and played with her. I was working a lot when I was at home, and I didn't really spend a lot of time with her. I look back, and I regret not spending the time with my sister as she was growing up. I wish I had taken the time to have fun and make memories with her. I know she'll still be there when I get home, and I can still spend time with her then. But those younger days are gone.
I love my family! I miss them while I am here, but I feel their love and I know that God will keep them safe. Missionary work is hard, but I know that God gives me the strength to accomplish all things.
Love, Elder Hegsted