This week has been pretty good.
Alright, this is going to be a little long winded. Tuesday we had a great day. We had a lunch with some people that we are teaching and taught them about the Word of Wisdom. We taught some people that night.
Wednesday, we had our weekly Costco lunch and taught some more people. It was pretty good. We went to the other Elders' house for dinner and they cooked some stuff.
Thursday was the day that explains my subject line, and it will be a story. I have had some practice telling it, so here goes. The morning of November 15th, we did our studies then we called the other Elders and we said "Let's go to A&W today for lunch. The other Elders didn't really want to because one of them was feeling pretty sick, so I told them that if he drank three mugs of rootbeer he would be healed. That was a little blasphemous and I would pay for it later. Right after hanging up the phone, I squatted down to pick something up and my pants ripped really bad. It was sad because it was a pair of the new ones you had sent me recently that had been really worn down from biking. But after ripping my pants, I remarked that my pants had ripped like unto when Moses parted the red sea! Well after that, we went to A&W and the story only gets better. I drank three whole mugs of rootbeer in order to back up my challenge and didn't feel very good after. We went to try a potential and we knocked the door but afterwards I felt a rumble down under and said "I can feel the floods coming. I think that the Red Sea is about to close back up on the Egyptians." So we began to bike, searching for a restroom. We were in an area that had literally no bathrooms so I started to panic. I keep biking anyway but it came to a point that I couldn't hold it anymore. I hoped it would only be a fart but the entire Red Sea crashed down upon the Egyptians in my pants... I stopped for only a second to ask my companion what I should do for I had just pooped my pants. We continued searching for a bathroom and I saw a small outhouse in the distance. I went towards that but quickly realized that it was inside a fence in school grounds and I couldn't risk jumping it and getting caught on camera. So I went to the Jimmy John's right next door. The bathroom was only for one person so I had to lock the outside door. I then had the other Elders bring me pants, but they took an hour long to get there. So I sat in the bathroom in Jimmy John's for an hour during lunch rush listening to the high-school kids outside. It was horrible and glorious all at the same time. My underwear was soon after burned. I was scared but blessed with a story that I will tell throughout my whole life.
Friday was a good day. We biked to a city that was almost 10 miles away to do missionary work because we needed to go out there.
Saturday we had a priesthood dinner and we did some more teaching.
Sunday we had church, and I got to wear my new suit which was really awesome. We had a practice that night for a float we are going to be in, in the Candy Cane Parade.
Today we are going to the Sequoias and I am pumped! I am wearing a reindeer onesie with two other Elders.
That was my week! I love you all and will miss you for Thanksgiving, but that's okay. Missionaries leave their families to bring other families together for eternity.
Love,
Elder Murray
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