by small and simple things
well...small things make a big difference.
the weeks are going. i'm greatful. the faster the better. i bowled a 121 by the way today. they same score as my byu bowling team companion. so that's something. I highlighted my hair for no good reason at all. noone noticed. that's ok. I have been sneezing a glue like substance that is the color of lime. that's also pretty entertaining. i painted a livingroom. was serenaded in itallian, ran up 6 flights of stairs 10 million times for fun, was told i'm like the mission mom, and well so many other things.
it seems that when i sit down to write i cann't think of anything to say. and yet there is so much boiling around in my brain that i can't orginize it effectivly enough to make a hearty word stew enough to fill your inquiring souls as to my welfarre and well being.
listen i'm doing ok. a surprise conference is this weekend. well not so much of a surprise, it's supposed to be next week but well it's saturday. and i'm going to have to say good bye. and i'm not sure i'm ready for that. someone asked me about my dad this past week and i just started crying. i'm so excited to see him. and i'm so greatful for all he's taught me. and it was just this weird wave of emotion that lasted for about 15 minutes. it was like a sudden spring thunderstorm.
i laugh out loud when my companion talks but not becuase she's funny. i whish i was so much cooler than i actually am. i'm realizing how much i actually don't have room to laugh at people. but well, i am not very good at emotional supression. it bubbles up and errupts from my mouth before i can realize that it might not be nice. but defaults are also strengths depending on the viewer. not good for business but very good for true friendships.
here's a miracle to munch on since my news soup is lacking substance.
so there's this lady. Michelle. she wears black all the time. she looks like she has been punched in the face but it is really just al lthe eyeliner she wears. she's older. very "i sit in the corner don't talk to me" kinda lady. she says what she thinks down to the "you've really gotten fat" and " you looked a lot better before you cut your hair" uh thanks michelle. she's an ami of noone really. no one knows her last name. or her phone number. or where she lives. yet she comes to every activity possible and asks for more if there is any. she has been begging me to do a family home evening lesson. (brief side note: family home evening is a gathering of friends on monday night for a spiritual thought, game, and snacks. an invention of the prophets for mainting family strenght and unity. a good idea) so well her desire was a fhe on non verbal communication. where you ask is the gospel application? i could find none. so eventually after 3 weeks of demanding i finally told her no. there was no gospel relevance and therefor not worthy of fhe time. but i told her to pray for it and maybe there would be a revelation. she must have becuaes the next day i sat down to do my studies and an idea just hit me. i had no intention to think of her and well the thought just flew into my brain waves and seems to be the perfect response to her questions. and i was excited so i wrote her a note and told her that God must love her becuase he gave me an idea. and i'm excited to teach it. i drew a little stick figure singing and well that's aobut it.
this morning i recieved a phone call about how much that little note made her feel good and warm in the heart that she spent the night praying for me. she knows and felt that the Lord loves me so much and she sees only good things for my future. and even in her sleep she felt so happy to have met me that she prayed in her dreams for me. and when she woke up she called and asked to see us. for the first time in 5 months she asked for an appointement. all becuaes the Lord answered an unsaid prayer and a little stick figure note.
the little things make changes. i'm greatful.
thanks for all your little things. 35 days more.
love shai
ken send me your address again. oriana do you still exist? jean i'm thinking so often of you. happy birthday abi. i love you family.
the weeks are going. i'm greatful. the faster the better. i bowled a 121 by the way today. they same score as my byu bowling team companion. so that's something. I highlighted my hair for no good reason at all. noone noticed. that's ok. I have been sneezing a glue like substance that is the color of lime. that's also pretty entertaining. i painted a livingroom. was serenaded in itallian, ran up 6 flights of stairs 10 million times for fun, was told i'm like the mission mom, and well so many other things.
it seems that when i sit down to write i cann't think of anything to say. and yet there is so much boiling around in my brain that i can't orginize it effectivly enough to make a hearty word stew enough to fill your inquiring souls as to my welfarre and well being.
listen i'm doing ok. a surprise conference is this weekend. well not so much of a surprise, it's supposed to be next week but well it's saturday. and i'm going to have to say good bye. and i'm not sure i'm ready for that. someone asked me about my dad this past week and i just started crying. i'm so excited to see him. and i'm so greatful for all he's taught me. and it was just this weird wave of emotion that lasted for about 15 minutes. it was like a sudden spring thunderstorm.
i laugh out loud when my companion talks but not becuase she's funny. i whish i was so much cooler than i actually am. i'm realizing how much i actually don't have room to laugh at people. but well, i am not very good at emotional supression. it bubbles up and errupts from my mouth before i can realize that it might not be nice. but defaults are also strengths depending on the viewer. not good for business but very good for true friendships.
here's a miracle to munch on since my news soup is lacking substance.
so there's this lady. Michelle. she wears black all the time. she looks like she has been punched in the face but it is really just al lthe eyeliner she wears. she's older. very "i sit in the corner don't talk to me" kinda lady. she says what she thinks down to the "you've really gotten fat" and " you looked a lot better before you cut your hair" uh thanks michelle. she's an ami of noone really. no one knows her last name. or her phone number. or where she lives. yet she comes to every activity possible and asks for more if there is any. she has been begging me to do a family home evening lesson. (brief side note: family home evening is a gathering of friends on monday night for a spiritual thought, game, and snacks. an invention of the prophets for mainting family strenght and unity. a good idea) so well her desire was a fhe on non verbal communication. where you ask is the gospel application? i could find none. so eventually after 3 weeks of demanding i finally told her no. there was no gospel relevance and therefor not worthy of fhe time. but i told her to pray for it and maybe there would be a revelation. she must have becuaes the next day i sat down to do my studies and an idea just hit me. i had no intention to think of her and well the thought just flew into my brain waves and seems to be the perfect response to her questions. and i was excited so i wrote her a note and told her that God must love her becuase he gave me an idea. and i'm excited to teach it. i drew a little stick figure singing and well that's aobut it.
this morning i recieved a phone call about how much that little note made her feel good and warm in the heart that she spent the night praying for me. she knows and felt that the Lord loves me so much and she sees only good things for my future. and even in her sleep she felt so happy to have met me that she prayed in her dreams for me. and when she woke up she called and asked to see us. for the first time in 5 months she asked for an appointement. all becuaes the Lord answered an unsaid prayer and a little stick figure note.
the little things make changes. i'm greatful.
thanks for all your little things. 35 days more.
love shai
ken send me your address again. oriana do you still exist? jean i'm thinking so often of you. happy birthday abi. i love you family.
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