Our district did this thing with one of our teachers where he was the investigator and the whole class taught him together. Our teacher named himself Bill. Bill's wife had just recently died. My companion and I were the ones who started the group off with the teaching... it was super rocky our first try. It didn't get much better on the second try, but we learned that we can't just be robots and go through lessons. We have to be sympathetic and help them. It is so hard at times. From that time on, any time we have a difficult moment, we call them "Bill moments." Anything that slaps us in the face spiritually is a Bill moment.
Other than our "Bill
moments," and
some other crazy things, most of my day is pretty fun! For exercise
time we either play spikeball, bocce ball, basketball or four square.
Most of the time I play four square!! I have carried over the
Mountain Ridge legacy. Not to brag or anything, but I am king a lot of
the time .... haha.
We made a new rule to make it more competitive. When we get out we
have to do push ups. 5 for the first square, 10 for the next, then 15
then 20 if you are king. So, I ended up doing around 160 push ups within
an hour and I am so sore. I had one of the lowest amount of pushups
.....some guy got
up to 240ish!
The new mission presidents were
here all week last week and I got to meet my new one. He is so cool! His
wife is so loving and I can't wait to work with them the next two
years! They lived in California the past 16 years. They got their call
and they have to do what we did, but with the whole family. They packed
up and move the whole family to a new place!! They are in
the same boat as us missionaries, which is very reassuring.
The Quorum of the Twelve were here this past week. I only saw Elder Bednar in his car! They wouldn't let any missionary into the building while they were here, so we didn't get to meet them. It was still cool knowing that we were in the same place as them though.
The Quorum of the Twelve were here this past week. I only saw Elder Bednar in his car! They wouldn't let any missionary into the building while they were here, so we didn't get to meet them. It was still cool knowing that we were in the same place as them though.
Well, next time I write
to
y'all is when I will be in Nashville! I can't believe how fast the time
is
going. I love all of your emails!!! Thank you for writing! Your letters
are keeping me going. I wish I could email back to all of
you but I just don't have enough time. I love you all and I pray for
all the new missionaries coming out. The MTC is a awesome and hard
experience. I have cried more in two weeks then I have in two years.
I am sure it will just get worse .... haha! If you want me to respond to
you, then send me a hand written letter. I can read letters and emails anytime during
the week, but I can't respond until my p-day.
Love Elder Quiring
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Here is a note from Conner's companion, Elder Costa. An experience he had with Conner this past week I thought I would share: .....
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Elder Quiring is an amazing spirit. He strives for perfection in everything he does. This is so great for our progression but some times he feels inadequate. It has been awesome to be able to be by his side as we learn together.
One night we had a teacher pretending to be a man he met on his mission, Bill. As a class we were supposed to teach him. Bill's wife had just passed away (what he felt was the only good part of his life) and his children were basically just waiting for him to die so they could have the house. The teacher left the room so we could prepare what to teach. We were getting hyper and went into the lesson with the wrong spirit. We didn't take it seriously at the beginning and realized we weren't saying the right things. This character struck Elder Quiring because one of his sisters had passed away when he was young. We had a second chance as a class after we messed it up and brought the spirit that was missing. Elder Quiring just wasn't feeling right. That lesson had struck us hard. Realizing we have to have the spirit with ourselves at all times for the sake of these people. These are real people. I feel like at the beginning of that lesson, with me not taking it as seriously as I should have, my empathy was gone. After our teacher left the room it was dead silent. Quiring was struck with the experience. A lot of these people in our zone have had some rough experiences with death. A few with their siblings. The spirit was so strong in that room. We told each other how important they were. I didn't say anything wrong but I didn't say what Billl needed to hear. I was not being sensitive to him or the spirit. Me and Quiring talked alone for a while after that experience. I had to let him know how bad I felt about that whole thing. I told him how he was a brother to me. He really is. Some times after these humbling experiences I just feel like a chimp in a suit. Elder Quiring is such a straightforward, independent. extroverted, wise, and extroverted dude. What a gangster.