Heh Hei Momsworms!
Slaptastic... Such a good word :)
Thats the kind of word I need to be using in my everyday life except for
the fact that this week I won't be speaking any english... (except for
with people that only speak that :)) I've kinda done something like it
before but really never all the way like this week... We'll see how it
goes(or lasts :)
Sometimes I am amazed by the little details some
people can remember... like this for example. I don't ever remember
telling anyone that I had bought an african mask from him :) I will
admit it is super cool but I don't even remember telling you guys about
it. Anyways. That said i'm not quite sure how you wanted me to know that
your aunt went to south africa. Sorry on that one. :) Det visste ikke
jeg :) Its cool that she got some stuff like that. I personally think
that it's super cool.
As for Jdub. Its short for 'J' 'W' but you just say
'J' Dub for shortelse :) Like... Dubble U... but just dub.... anyone? No
ok. Well they are at least dubbed the J because they are so stinking
delirous :) (sorry, I didn't have any good adjectives for J :) No
matthew this has nothing to do with dub step. :) though that would be
hilarious if he was a jdub. I doubt they would allow that though :) In
retrospect, They can be really nice too :) I think it's hilarious to get
stopped by some of their proselyting people :) and there have been a
few i've gotten to be friends with. Collins = no-friendy bueno though :)
And he's dropped :) And were now teaching his friend :) Kiso :) That
kids chill out of his mind :) Just a cool kid.
A little more about our week is that it was weird.
I'm doing really well actually :) I learned I need a testimony that
isn't based upon the amount that other people are converted and much
more based upon how much it has converted me. :) Somthing I'd prolly
only learn if i'm actually trying to help other people get a testimony
of the same thing that I know to be true. In a weird way though, I would
describe my overall feeling as the one you get when you ride wicked at
Lagoon. Right after you've shot up you get to the very top, and at that
short moment at the top you realize a couple of things: Life is good
especially when life includes the people that you love, who may or may
not be sitting right next to you in the particular instance in which I
am remembering this :) The scenery is awesome :) But at the same time
you get this awesomely weird feeling inside your stomach where
everything just kinds of lifts up and
almost feels like there is no real ground or reality any more. You are
flying, standing still, and falling all in the same instant. That is how
I feel :)
As a short sidenote, what I mean about midlife
crisis, is much like that :) I think I meant that it was my life inside a
life (or the mission life) midlife crisis :) Does that make any sense?
Mostly in the way that on a mission I am not perfect. Its really hard. I
miss you guys a bunch of bannanas. But every single day is so
fulfiling. With the nature of the call comes a sense of resposiblity and
understanding about what all this (pretend i'm waving my hands wildly around in a jerky and yet really determined fashion pointing at everything at once) actually means that
I never want to go away. I think of the day I leave and I almost want
to deny it. Not even because I dont want to go home because if I said
that I would be lying... I just don't want to lose the closeness to my
savior. This new higher plane of living I've found I never want to go
away. I feel myself stretching all the time, and I
never want to fall back to who I was before. I don't have to worry
about this too much yet, but when I go home, to be able to get there in
one solid emotional and spiritual piece, I'm going to have to realize it
wont quite be the way it was.
*Short Sidenote Over*
This
weekend was super fun. Siri said the weatherman said it was supposed to
rain, and so did my pet rat jimmy, but despite all that we went out and
played soccer frisbee and volleyball anyways. :) When I got here sport
was cool but over time we've built it a ton so there are actually a good
number of investigators and less actives that come now. Turned out to
be a really cool thing to do. :) After that I beatboxed to song where
you have three people singing all at the same time, and it was way
trippy and cool. (that was by the way with the sisters while we were
waiting for the bus) Constantin thought it was awesome though some of
the other people waiting for the buss probably thought we were a bit
strange :) Then I made the sisters dinner :) yay for meatball
sandwhiches! (we were there to protect them from crazy muslims
actually... :) oh and we had
taught this crazy italian philosopher guy who didn't believe in
absolute truth... well. anyways it was pretty intense. :) I had my game
cap on :) ok actually it wasn't really intense. This guy is pretty much
just weird and crazy and funny :) Yeah well. Anyways back to the first
train of thought after all that we went the stephensons for... the
entire night til 12 :) It was awesome. Now before you all freak out I
did have permission to do this. It was Santansaften which is the longest
day of the year.... so we got permission to spend the night with
members. I should have already told you about this family, its anita and
her daughters (the crazy one who reminds me of Julie) and it was super
fun. The bishops sons were also there with some other people and amongst
all of them, I think there was more prodigy youth musical talent in one
room than i've ever seen in my life :) All of them could just bust out
songs if you would name one. it was ridiculous. and
super cool. Ps. I have videos of all almost the entire weekend.
Yesterday was the day where you burn stuff and
unfortunately it was pretty much hailing on us. But hey we were there
anyway! Basically the tradition is to just build the biggest bonfire
ever and light it that night. You can cook hotdogs if you want and play
games cause its light pretty much the whole time. this is a tradition
that probably goes back to the vikings when they would celebrate their
precious sun :) Speaking of vikings for pday last week we went and found
an old viking sacrificial altar whcih was awesome and then sacrificed
some people! Then we went and found an old ww2 bunker down by the beach!
It was pretty much awesome. ANyways I feel like i'm just rambling now.
IN other news I've been adopted by a philipeno mom who we helped move,
became a professional barber as dubbed by Constantin and more. :)
I mentioned a little about having it a little rough
this week which is true, but what is a life without some rough as well?
It was mostly just a combination of weirdness and some of the people we
had high hopes for not really going anywhere... yet :) I am doing as
much as I can to stay positive, and to really become the person I need
to be. I may not be very good at butting into other peoples business,
but I can definitely at least take care of my own. :) And I will say
that with all the youth and familes we met with this week I know that
I'm doing what i'm supposed to :) I think in this particular case I
didn't even really know what the problem was, let alone how to fix it :)
So all there is to do is just move forward, and trust deeply that
everything will work itself out.
OK. well that was probably too much. So i'm gonna
bounce now :) But have a great week mom. I would like you to envision me
passing out. While that isn't what happened when I saw your painting,
its probably what should have happened. I must just be immune somehow :)
Even in an entire week I don't think I coould paint a platypus on a
octupus if all I had was a leaf. Question: have you ever painted
anything Norwayish?
I love you sooo much!
Love
Christopher
Ps. Of course you would know someone tightroped the grand canyon :)
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