Monday, September 22, 2014

Yeah, finally a transfer! picture overload!

I'm being transferred to Moreno Valley (MoVal.)  I'm stoked. I'm going to be on bike and I'm step-daddying Elder Rampton. Elder McConkie served there and said it was his favorite area. I'm excited to go to work there. I love Woodcrest and everyone there, but I'm done there. I've got tons of photos from Woodcrest that I'll upload. It's been a crazy day, I was up late packing all my crap. I'm sad to leave Riverside because all of my friends are here, but I'm excited to get to know all the Elders in MoVal. It's a good change, I feel like a fire is being lit under me and me and Rampton are going to get some people baptized. This week has been fun. It's been fun to see everyone and say goodbye. Elders Frost and Westenskow are the other Woodcrest Elders and they're taking over the whole area, which is more than enough work for them. They're going to be teaching like crazy. I'm excited for them. The Michaelson homeshare closed, which is too bad. Sister Michaelson is really bummed about us leaving, but they told me to keep the key to their house, so that's pretty dope. Haha. I'm going to miss the Stubbs the most, though. They're such a good family. They took me and Elder Frost to the Temple of Friday and it was great. Just what I needed. I'm drafting and important email to send someone and used a lot of revelation and study in the Temple.
Anyways, hope all goes well with Kylee's MRI tomorrow. Once again, blessing, blessing, blessing. Do it tonight. Mikey and Jared. With oil. Aight?
Also, I've thought about it and sometimes I miss home, but then I think about everyone at home doing the same crap they've always been doing and I think, "That really freaking sucks. I'm over here in California living like a ghost (moving all the time, meeting new people, never seeing them again, watching people learn and grow) and it's freaking awesome and the Saviour is allowing me to do it. He's letting me learn and grow and help others learn and grow too. What a great blessing this is. Yeah, sometimes it's hard. Enduring to the end is really hard, because it's suppose to be. That's what separates the wheat from the tares. If you worked yours hardest to follow all the commandments to the T and got eternal salvation and exaltation, and I did the bare minimum and received the same reward, how is that even fair? Our Heavenly Father loves us enough to chastise  us and get us going in the right direction. (D&C 95:1-2).
And by "everyone at home doing the same crap they've always been doing" I mean the people I went to high school with, friends that aren't doing anything but slaving away.
Anyway, I love you.
You're great. You'll be great. Stay great.
Qualify yourself
Holiness to The Lord
Love,
Elder C-Dizzle G-String.

D&C 19: 15-18-->Mosiah 3:7 
Alma 12: 11-12
D&C 19: 23
2 Nephi 33:6

PS: Let's be honest here. I'm doing all I can to make my calling and election made sure.



 
 




Elder King and I
Elder McConkie and I. I love that kid
Elder Page and I. Elder Lieneiger in the background. He's deaf.
Elder Cook and I. He goes home today
Elder Knudsen and I
McConkie playing with my camera
Conkie is a goof







Elder Barton
Elder Anderson
Dope Palm trees on Victoria Ave. They go the whole length of Riverside




Me and The Wildes Andrew farted in one of the photos. Can you guess which one? Haha
Me and the Stubbs Family. I love them so much. They've had our backs since day one. 


Passmore and I being bomb as fetch before dinner
I went on exchange with Elder Page in the Arlington area (ghettoooooooo)
and there were these fake eyelashes on a trash can outside the 7-Eleven on Monroe and Indiana. #Ghetto
Also, I got roasted. It was like 105 degrees outside.
Dope street art in Woodcrest




Me and the Garcia family. Thom and Verlyn just received their endowments this last Friday and it was great. 
That's Elder Steet's smart car. He is a service missionary at the Bishop's Store House. He's like 85 and has one leg and will murder you. He trained with Chuck Norris. I wish I was kidding. He was at the Manti Pageant. 
Me and Azuree. My first convert. 

This was back when me and Hughes were still comps and Henderson was with us collecting grapes. 

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