Outside it is rainy and wet and damp and cloudy. So if you're to take the clouds and drop them here about 20 feet off the
ground and make all the walls gray it would feel like England but warmer. I like warm rain alright, cold rain is a pain.
One thing I've really been learning lately is that my prayers have been lacking. How can I expect God to help when I don't put forth the effort or time or patience or thought into praying. I should be doing this with all diligence. How can I expect God to help when I am not pleading my case before Him and how can I expect relief when I don't search for it. So I truly have been praying more and better and longer and with more sincerity. And it's made a difference.
Today will be cool, we are going to the Pahrump racetrack. Apparently one of the missionaries in the zone's bishop is in charge of it. I really like it out here Pahrump. It's super fun, and cool. We do quite a bit of service out here. In fact, last P-day we did a service project for this lady in our ward whose husband died in a motorcycle accident in his late 30s. He had a young family, we helped out with the funeral. It's set up and take down. It's a scary thought though. The only consolation I have is that it would've killed someone in a car as well. So the whole ward showed up for a service project on Monday. And there was a lot of work for everyone to do. There's a greenhouse filled with weeds almost to the roof. My companion and I cleared it out pretty quick. The roots were shallow. The only problem was it was all this dust everywhere. It was hard to breathe. It was so much fun. They filled a trailer, I was up on top of it jumping on it to compress it down. That was great until I went home and realized that I was allergic to it. But don't regret it for a minute though. It was a great project.
I know if I ride motorcycles and that happens to me, the whole ward will show up to help my family.
Thank you for listening/reading.