We have had rain and sun and rain but no hail.
Tender mercies, I suppose. The longer it stays cool the longer I'm not cooking.
But we are just putting off the inevitable.
Things go well here- we found 3 new people to
work with this week. Hopefully we actually see them again, but that is the
running gag. One was a retired lady who let us in, we taught a great 1st lesson
I feel like (though she was extremely adept at deflecting questions), she
accepted a baptismal invite, and then declined to have us back the following
week to follow up. Weird. Some conversating at least let us come back for a few
minutes to see if she actually kept any of the things she committed to (reading/praying
about the Book of Mormon, etc).
One investigator had us over for dinner (Her 13
and 15 year olds are members- she's not. Lots to work through, I guess.). She's
inviting the spirit back into her house, as we have another meal scheduled this
week as well.
There's a lady here who has a 3 story house and
a bunch of squatters she lets live there because they have nowhere else to go.
It's... Wild. She's a hoarder but she recognizes it and is actively trying to
change, but she had a heart attack 2 months ago and isn't really the most
mobile. The house has to be like 75 years old, too. We showered after we worked
for a few hours at her house.
Speaking of experiences that should build
character but I wish would stop happening, it seems either the lactose
intolerance is getting more aggressive or its branching out into other normal
things, such as maybe gluten. Me and the porcelain throne are friends. I am
apparently not allowed to have other friends. I feel disgusting but we are
trying to figure out what is a passable meal for me. So far we have rice. We're
trying to branch out. As I write, I'm pretty light headed, which feels like my
vertigo. I really can't win here. (Mom is sending a book that helped other family members – an elimination
diet to see what is ailing her)
Oh, while knocking yesterday we met this Catholic lady from Boston
with a very strong accent. She was lovely. She complimented me on my outfit and
described me as "good girl meets steampunk". I find this acceptable
as a representative of Jesus Christ.
The work is great, and members here are actively
trying to fellowship and find people in their circles of influence to invite to
meet with us. But not a whole lot of traction there. It's a struggle some days.
My companion and I are great. I love her to
pieces. I'll be sad when we part, whenever that is.
Macomb is a university town, through and
through. Everything ebbs and flows based on the school, which is why it’s so
painful that they're laying people off in droves. They seem to have a variety
of programs here, but I'm not clear on what. It's got a main drag and a town
square where most of the noteworthy things (that aren't on campus) happen.
There's a lake pretty close where you can fish and paddle boat and picnic and
stuff. It's big enough to have a Wal-Mart and a K-Mart, plus the super market
chains Aldi's, Fareway, Hy-Vee, as well as a little mom and pop one (Country Market?).
There's also a Walgreens here, and a car dealership and a John Deere
dealership. Lots of farms in the surrounding area. The Square has a comic shop
and board game shop. Fast food, we have
2 McDonalds, a Dairy Queen, a Wendy's, a Subway, Taco Bell, Jimmy Johns (akin
to Jersey Mikes), as well as a number of diner/hole-in-the-wall type joints.
The Asian food here I would not touch with a 10 foot pole, but the pseudo-Italian
is pretty decent. Lots of Mexican places too.
We have meals planned with members almost every
night this week. Definitely spoiled.
Love
Christine
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