All right. *clears throat*
This week, in Limerick, was a great one!
On Tuesday, we went down to Tralee for their district meeting. Tralee is a very small and pitiful branch, kind of like Sligo. Needless to say, the missionaries there sometimes struggle - but it was great to be there with them, and hopefully cheer them up a bit.
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Oh Brother.
After we got back into Limerick, we drove to Kilkee, to someone who we thought was an investigator, but turned out to be the father of a recent convert. It was almost two hours away, but they did feed us. And it was raining really hard, and the roads were really narrow. They live on the west coast of Ireland, and you could see the ocean. They were very grateful to have us in their home. because of their distance, they have limited contact with the church. They are the Clark family. Tim, the father is not a member, but hopefully in the future, we will work with him.
On Wednesday, we spent about an hour trying to print off our plane tickets at the church for mission leadership conference on Thursday. ... Church computers are terrible. Like this one. Maybe they are built to build patience in missionaries. Ha. Ha. Ha.
After that, we went to go see the excommunicated man, who we are teaching, who is preparing for baptism. We watched prophet of the restoration with him, and he fed us the best spaghetti I have ever had in my entire life.
And then, we left Elder Black in Limerick with someone from the other trio, and elder luna and I went to the club. I mean, I mean, Dublin Zone Leader's flat. I slept on a bed made of couch cushions. It was not the most comfortable.
By the way, my companion, elder Black, is typing this email as I speak! He is a much faster typer than me.
On Thursday, I woke up at 4am to get to the Dublin airport, uh once we got on the plane, I fell asleep for the whole ride. It was great. But my neck hurt when I woke up. It's only like 45 minutes.
We arrived in Edinburgh and were picked up in the mission van in the airport by the Edinburgh Zone Leaders. They took us back to the mission home, for a delicious mission home continental breakfast.
We were there very early, for the conference, so we helped set everything up. Most of leadership council was about logistical things, that we have to do as zone leaders, and how we can be more effective with it. Then during the council portion of the meeting, we talked a lot about the happiness of missionaries around the mission, and how we can help them...
and at lunch time, we ate at a table with President Brown. It was just Elder Luna and I, and President and Sister Brown on a little table next to the giant mission home table. We talked about the excommunicated man we're teaching, and President Brown said he would make it a priority to get his records ---I don't know how to say that--- get his records of excommunication? So hopefully, he will be cleared to be rebaptised within weeks!
After the conference was over, we had loads of time before our flight, so all the irish zone leaders ran errands for President Brown and the office staff.
Luckily for Elder Luna and I, we were asked to pick up President Brown's car from the repair shop ---this is going to be my longest email ever!--- We got there, and elder Hansen, one of the mission office senior couples, dropped us off with --er-- and no, we had the keys. And we got in president Brown's car, and tried to turn it on for about ten minutes! hahahh We had to find the instruction manual, hahah. Needless to say, it's the nicest car I've ever driven. It was so posh, that you didn't even have to use keys to start it.
I probably drove about five miles per hour all the way to the mission home.
We got back, and Elder Hansen wondered what took us so long.
Then we had dinner with President Brown, the assistants, the irish zone leaders, and President Brown's son, who is temporarily living in the mission home.
After that, he drove us to the airport.
We got back at like 10:35, and everyone was very very tired.
On Friday, we had dinner with the Faloon family. They are from Australia and New Zealand.
On Saturday, we sang hymns in city centre.
I think Irish people hate hymns, because everyone was really mean.
There was six missionaries there, four would sing, and two would go and talk to people, and get chewed out. We must have sounded really bad. I also played my trumpet in the city centre. It echoed a lot because of all the buildings.
That evening, we celebrated MANOK which stands for moves anticipation night of kebabs! So while we were doing the district report, which is a report we send to the district president with all the various ... missionary ... things ... We ordered some kebabs. They were delicious. But the next day during church, I had to run for the bathroom! hahah
I hope everyone gets the blessing of consuming a kebab someday in their lifetime.
Sunday was great: we sang for Elder's Quorum, and we went to President Murphy's for dinner (he is the district president).
Before church, I called and asked a member if they would bring someone that we were working with to church, and he got mad at me, and told me that we [irish / european members] don't give rides to people to church.
I was... pretty upset. Thankfully, most people in the branch are more willing to help.
All Sunday night, I was a nervous wreck, waiting for moves, call, and I
couldn't focus on anything. Finally, moves call came, at around half eight.
Elder Black is moving to Kilmarnock, in Scotland; Elder Luna is moving - not too far - to Dublin; and I will be serving with a missionary whose name is Harley Davidson.
Loads of people are moving this moves.
Elder Thompson, who might move to Utah, with us, will be in my zone. I'll finally get the chance to go on some exchanges with him.
Anyway. Today, we've been sitting at the computer for five hours! along with all the other Zone Leaders, arranging travel plans for the entire mission.
Thank you for listening! Tune in next week ... That's it.
Shout out to Elder Black for typing this! ahahh
The End.
I love you all.
Thank you and good night!
could yo forward this to everyone?
