Hello Friends and Family
This week I read a scripture out of Mosiah that really struck with me. I sometimes forget this simple principle, but it is summed up in one verse.
Mosiah 26:30
Yea, and as often as my people repent will I forgive them their trespasses against me.
I was struck by this scripture. It's so true. Christ's atonement makes it possible for us to always repent and be forgiven of our trespasses. I know that we can be forgiven and feel the joy that comes with it...IF we repent.
This last week as rough. Very rough. Most of our lessons fell through, and we just had a bad time this last week. After some deep reflection and pondering, my companion and I have determined why everything was bad, and we are making the correct adjustments, and this week we are going Ham on the work. We already have felt the spirit confirm our decision and actions that we have made plans and set goals for. This week we will "come off conqueror".
We met some angry people this week. They didn't like us. We offered to serve them in some way, but they didn't like it.
We did a lot of service last week too. We helped lay tile (which I have never done before). We also helped move some stuff around for people. One family called us and asked us to help move them out. We went to help them, of course, but when they said "move out" they meant dump out all of their junk...in random dumpsters in the city. It was not at all what we expected, and because of the questionable legality of the actions ,we promptly told them we had another place to be (which was true) so we left. It was....sketchy. Going to random dumpsters and trying to not let anyone see us makes me also question the stuff we were helping them "move".
While we were laying tile, I was getting checked out by a Laurel aged young woman in that ward. My companion informed me a few times that she was sometimes watching me do stuff, but I basically ignored her because I am a missionary. It was also really weird because she decided to come in the kitchen to tell her mom about a lesson on marriage and the "ideal husband" she had to give in Young Women's, and she decided to stand close to me when she was talking about it. I promptly ignored it, and went back to work. Since that time, my companion has lovingly called me "Elder Eyecandy"....
I got trolled by a cop this week too. My comp and I were biking downhill so obviously we were going fast. We had some cops driving down beside us, and one of them got on his loudspeaker and says "Hey you going way to fast, Elder". I was thinking "What?! Everyone else is in cars going way faster, how am I going too fast?" So I start to slow down, then he pulls up alongside me and then waits a second. Then he says "Just kidding" And then speeds off down the hill. Silly cops. (Most of the police and paramedics are members. Only the Mormons would be willing to keep a place like Vegas safe and clean)
We saw the Ghetto Bird a few times too. It was shining it's light on a location near us and a few times it circled above us. It's so cool. Being a Helicopter pilot for the police department would be a sick job.
We had zone conference yesterday. It was so good. It was an awesome conference. It helped me and my comp get back on track. I have no doubt that it is no coincidence our week was bad before zone conference. I have noticed that this is what usually happens before something spiritual. Everything seems bad and terrible and then BOOM THE SPIRIT.
We are also going to have 2 General Authorities in the mission by the end of the month. They are going to be in the mission for about a week or so. Mission tours are always awesome...apparently they are interviewing some people. Who knows who will be interviewed....
Well that is all for now. We are going HAM this week. One of the famous Las Vegas signs is in my area, so I took a picture of it. Most people don't know that there are actually several of those signs.
The other pictures are service and my comp taking pictures on the bikes.
-Elder Moore
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