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Tuesday, June 7, 2016
"I Think I'm Gonna Like It Here!"
Only got a few minutes today because there's a few extra things that need to be done. Our basement suite is undergoing some renovation, so it's been a bit of a different P-Day.
Life in Burnaby, the big city! Well, not THE big city; that's Vancouver. But Burnaby is the city right next door to Vancouver, and it's almost as big. Not to mention that we have the Metrotown Mall, the second largest mall in Canada!
Elder Walker and Elder Ushio have been a real treat to be companions with. Elder Ushio is from Japan, and he is so cool! His English is also coming along very well. Elder Walker comes from the sweet peaceful valleys of Lehi, Utah.
Love y'all!
On the Road Again!
But with joy wend your way
Though hard to you this journey may appear
Grace shall be as your day
'Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive
Do this and joy your hearts will swell
All is well! All is well!"
The first verse of perhaps my favorite hymn. If I have trouble sleeping, I just think through the lyrics of the hymn and I'm asleep before the end of the final verse. When times get rough, a quick hum of a verse can get me through any day.
This week is transfer week. I'll be hopping on a plane tomorrow morning to get to a city named Burnaby, a large city across the river from Surrey. We have to pack, clean, and make travel plans for the zone. Next week, I'll update on the new area, new zone, and new companions!
-Elder Reynolds
At the Driving Range
Accountability!
I can't wait for Sunday nightIt makes me want to sing!
At 9 o'clock,
The planners come out,
The telephone rings,
What is it about?
It's time to account!
That was just a little children's song I threw together. Each Sunday night, we call our mission leaders to report our results for the week. It's an activity that I've been doing for some time now, so it was about time to pay a tribute to our Sunday nights.
What a week it has been! With Victoria Day this past weekend, there have been a lot of vacationers out in the local lakes. We've felt to dedicate some of our efforts more toward the outlying areas of Prince George. We've met a lot of people out in the middle of nowhere, many people that have never met missionaries. The people out there work on what we call "Caribou Time." That is, they don't have anything to do, so some people are willing to just sit down with you for hours. We can't spend hours per person, so we've been working to balance talking with as many people as possible and spending quality time with each person we meet.
On one of these old roads in an area we call "The Sticks," we meet a pretty friendly grizzly bear. Fortunately we were protected by our furry security guards; in the Sticks, everybody owns a dog, and nobody keeps them on a leash. So as we tracted, we would befriend these guard dogs so that we could meet the people there. Well, some dogs liked us too much, and by the end of it we had a posse of 5 large dogs following us. There was no fear of bears that day!
A picture of some of the dogs:
-Elder Reynolds
At 9 o'clock,
The planners come out,
The telephone rings,
What is it about?
It's time to account!
That was just a little children's song I threw together. Each Sunday night, we call our mission leaders to report our results for the week. It's an activity that I've been doing for some time now, so it was about time to pay a tribute to our Sunday nights.
What a week it has been! With Victoria Day this past weekend, there have been a lot of vacationers out in the local lakes. We've felt to dedicate some of our efforts more toward the outlying areas of Prince George. We've met a lot of people out in the middle of nowhere, many people that have never met missionaries. The people out there work on what we call "Caribou Time." That is, they don't have anything to do, so some people are willing to just sit down with you for hours. We can't spend hours per person, so we've been working to balance talking with as many people as possible and spending quality time with each person we meet.
On one of these old roads in an area we call "The Sticks," we meet a pretty friendly grizzly bear. Fortunately we were protected by our furry security guards; in the Sticks, everybody owns a dog, and nobody keeps them on a leash. So as we tracted, we would befriend these guard dogs so that we could meet the people there. Well, some dogs liked us too much, and by the end of it we had a posse of 5 large dogs following us. There was no fear of bears that day!
A picture of some of the dogs:
-Elder Reynolds
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