Gott kvold

Gott kvöld,
 

Greetings from Iceland a.k.a, Monroe. I think this greeting is pronounced, "Got Cold?", and yes we do have cold--- cold weather, cold fingers, cold toes, and a cold---as in a head cold. But I don't mind so much. Winter is a time for introspection, reflection, and pondering. It's a time to be still and think about life---where you've been and where you're going. In the depths of winter, we can plumb the depths of our soul and determine where we are lacking.
 

Winter is also a time for quilts. I'm working on a bunch of them to donate. It makes me happy to create something useful that will warm someone---hopefully their spirit as well as their body. I hope that through this simple act of service, it will ignite a spark of hope in someone else and help them to feel the love of God.
 

Feeling the love of God is a balm especially in times of sorrow. The Chapman's lost a baby grandaughter. She was 6 weeks old. What a difficult experience to pass through.
 

How are things going since you're a trainer now? I'm sure that you will be wonderful because you are a natural leader.

 

How are your investigators doing? Maybe you could sing them a song sometime. Speaking of songs, dad made one up for you:

 

 

I love you son,

I hope you're well

You're saving people from going to....

That one place.
 

Yes, there is another of Dad's famous songs.
 

God be with you 'till we meet again.

I love you.

 

Mom

 

 

 

Dear Mom,

It has been a fantastic week for me. I love my new companion, Elder Davis. He is from Salt Lake City. It has been fun working with him.

I'll tell you a little bit about my area. It is the largest one in the mission, and it is one of the most remote. We cover the Fortuna Ward, which is pretty normal, and we also cover the Miranda Branch, which is like something I have never experienced. We go to both of them on Sundays, so we leave the Fortuna Ward early so that we can go the branch. It is a 45 minute drive between them.

So, that sets the stage for the story that I'd like to tell. Elder Davis and I were driving back to our area on Wednesday from Santa Rosa. It is about a 5 hour drive. On the way back, we received the prompting to stop in a town that I have never been to, Garberville. The reason I've never been there is because it is so far away from where we live and we have mileage limitations on our truck. We got out and tracted around for a while, and didn't find anyone interested. So, on the way back to our truck, we decided to knock on one more door. We met a girl who was so prepared to hear our message. She felt the Spirit, and she said that it was strange that we had come at that time, because of the day that she had had. I know the Lord put us in the right place at the right time, and we taught her yesterday.

In short, Elder Davis and I are seeing many miracles together.

It has been really great working with him. He has great desires and is really easy to get along with.

It has been really nice here. Sometimes we have fog, which is really beautiful in the redwoods, and a lot of the time it is sunny. I'm not sad that I'm missing out on the cold in Monroe, ha ha.

It is really good to hear about the service that you are doing. I'm growing in appreciation for the acts of service I see around me, and I'm more and more grateful for the service and support you have given me. I love you Mom.

Dad's song is quite fitting, ha ha. I'll come up with a tune to it.

Love,

 

Elder Williams