Hello
once again audience!
Mother's day was so
awesome! I loved being able to talk to you wonderful and amazing people!
Seriously, we had the greatest call ever even if it was ridiculously short.
Like I said, I'm lucky to have eternity with y'all.
The tears really were
just how much I miss you. It was a lot harder to say goodbye this call than the
one at Christmas.
Alas! There are tales
to tell that I didn't yet tell about.
Let us begin with the
biggest event.
So, remember those bug
bites that I was getting all over my body? Yeah, so because most of them were
in little clusters and varied in sizes so at first we thought they were
bedbugs. We checked all over my bed and found nothing. I bought bug spray and
everything was fine and dandy. Sort of. I still was getting bites. After our
exchanges on Saturday Sister LeFevre (my STL) called and asked if we had
bedbugs because she had a ton of bites. We looked and found nothing.
Then, we looked at the
ceiling. Dun dun dun.
In the corners were
these little, flat, round, and dark brown....bed bugs. They were happily
nestled by their clump of eggs and we happily ended their lives with tissues.
The problem seemed to be solved. But this morning I tore off my sheets to wash
them and lo and behold a little bed crawler was hiding there. Ew.
Then we got to work as
the exterminator team. We spent most of our morning taking all of our clothes
and putting them in bags so we can throw them in the dryer. Then, we sprayed
our beds, bottom wall panels, and ceilings with diluted Permethrine (bed bug
killer muahaha). It took a lot longer than we thought it would, but hopefully
they will all die. And my bites will stop happening so much.
The south is trying to
kill me. Also, we aren't allowed to walk barefoot through grass or theses
little tiny bugs called Scavvies will crawl under your skin and eat you. How
pleasant.
So, onto happier
stuff.
We helped the woman
named C move out of her apartment. She has had multiple surgeries and
recently had a stroke so she is house bound. She is hilarious and very sweet.
She was moving to a assisted living center so she wouldn't have to live alone.
The catch was she had to get rid of ALL of her stuff. We helped her once every
week and cleaned out her kitchen ( which was a lot of work). She was so
grateful she called us her little angels. After we were done she gave Sister
Rammell and I a wooden angel from her collection. It's sitting on my desk and I
love it. Maybe I'll try and carve something like it someday.
Miracle story. So, we
meet with D in a gazebo by our apartments. As soon as we finished a lesson
with him a young woman walked in and sat down on one of the benches and began
to write. As D left we decided to talk to her. Before the words, "how
are you?" left our mouths she began to cry. Her name was Vi and she
thought her life was over. Her boyfriend of 8 years had cheated on her, she's
moving in with her dad, and feels alone. She was so confused as to why her life
was shattering and her ex's was going so great. She was going to church and
being good, but 'God was leaving her alone'. We talked to her for a very long
time and testified to her just how much God does love her. The Spirit was
strong and the cool part was that I suddenly felt this extreme love for her
even though we had just met. We testified of how our message could help her and
that if she ever needed anything she could call us. She declined an
appointment, because she was a devout Protestant. But, she could not deny that
we were supposed to have met for a reason and we left her with nothing but
feelings of comfort.
Feels good to have
moments like that. You can't spell Louisville without love.
This week was really
hard though. The more I study, the more knowledge I get and the more
frustrating it is for me when other people refuse to understand it. It's not
that they don't understand, they don't want to. The evidence is so clear. I
honestly felt spiritually drained. Granted, there have been lots of miracles
and I was having fun, but oh man it was like walking through thick maple
syrup.
Sister Rammell. She is
like a very annoying sister that I love. She is great, really. Sometimes though
I want to wrap my hands around her neck and shake some sense into her. Her
priorities are sometimes starkly out of whack. For instance she was very
willing to give up talking to her family so that we could finish spraying the
apartment for bugs. She's still wondering how we did it so fast, but it was
because I moved lickity split so that she wouldn't do that. Sometimes, she will
walk away from me without saying what we're doing and won't tell me even if I
ask while I run to catch up with her. Or she'll walk away just so we can do
what she wants to do. It's very annoying because I have no choice but to follow
her.
Ok, my venting time is
over. This will be brought up during companionship inventory. But other than
that we are having fun and stuff. We don't want to kill each other yet, haha.
But I really do still like her and we're buddies.
Exchanges saved me
though. I was not excited to have exchanges, but as soon as I started working
with Sister LeFevre I felt so happy. She taught me how to love the work and how
to use the Book of Mormon more. She didn't really sit down and talk to me about
theses things, but her example helped me so much. It was a great day. Plus, she
helped to fix the A/C.
Alrighty...what
else...
They weather is
getting warmer and muggier. But, it's still beautiful. :)
I love you awesome
people!! SO MUCH!
I miss you all and
can't wait for Christmas! Haha!
Bless your face! If
you sneezed during this e-mail bless you!
I LOVE YOU
Raye :)
#1-
Sounds about right...
#2- My Kentucky temple
:) It's right next to the church building we meet at every Sunday.
#3- Another sunset.
Woo!
#4- I
thought it was cool.
#5- What...?
#6- The bed bug
busters to the rescue.
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