Loved Ones,
Well, hello there! Is everyone just riding a spiritual wave after General Conference? I just wish we could have a lengthy open discussion about how wonderful it was and about what we learned. What an amazing blessing it is to have living prophets on the earth today. We are so blessed. I absolutely loved every bit of General Conference. I want to hear all about what everyone's favorite talks were and what stood out to each of you. I loved how straightforward the statements of doctrine were. I am very grateful that we don't have to worry about deviating standards of truth in this world that is continually shifting and turning everything upside down. One of the greatest blessings of having a prophet in our day is the doctrinal purity that is maintained as an authorized servant of the Lord is continually working to lead the Lord's Church and the Lord's people in the Lord's way. So much confusion and anxiety is simply swept away as we hearken to the counsel of the Lord. And whether we hear these counsels from the Lord's voice or the voice of his servants, it is the same. This is a bold claim, but one that is more than justified as the Holy Ghost bears witness to us personally that President Thomas S. Monson is a prophet of God. I know that now more than ever. What a joy it was for me to hear a prophet's voice! President Monson's talk was definitely my favorite, and I think that I would say that Elder Christofferson comes in second. I love Elder Christofferson, and I felt that his message was of the utmost importance. Plus, his name is awesome. I just can't say enough how much I know that all of this is so true. It just is absolute truth. I love it!
So, you just received the update on the highlight of my week. Now, on assignment from Dad, I will answer some questions. First of all, if one were wondering what was the most delicious food I had the privilege of eating this week, I would answer by saying that I was able to enjoy a feast in between conference sessions that included homemade tostadas and flan. That was really good. Also, someone brought Papa John's pizza, which is always delicious. By the way, I've recently developed this thing for making bread. I have this odd desire to never buy bread again. I've just been experimenting and trying a few ideas out, and two of the loaves have come out really good! Plus, they're vegan, so that counts for something, right? I thought you might be interested in this, Mom. I want to thank you for teaching me everything I know. Now for another question. If one asked me who the nicest old person I met was, I would say that honor would go to our good doorman named Dave. He's only kind of old, so I'm pushing it, but he is the greatest guy ever. He's the perfect example of magnifying a calling, whatever it may be. He seems to take great care to be the best doorman he can be, and I think that's inspiring. I would love to answer any more questions. I'm trying to be better about keeping track of those so I don't forge to answer. I'm sorry if I have neglected any of your questions. I promise it's not because I don't care. I'm just a bit absent-minded sometimes. I'm working on it! I've learned that there is great power in writing things down. I have to share two stories with you all. Time is short, so my accounts must follow suit. First of all, I want to share the story of the
midnight drive through Brooklyn. That doesn't sound like something a missionary would be doing, does it? Well, you are correct if that was your thought. But, sometimes things go awry. Let me explain. Elder Monestine and I borrowed a car two weeks ago for some work we are doing with the ward, so we were able to have a brief break from the public transportation. Don't get me wrong - I love the public transportation. A car is just a lot faster. But anyway, we put together an effort to visit all the less-active members in the ward here, and all the missionaries in Brooklyn came to help us out. The event ended at about
8:30 at night, and some of the missionaries had a long journey home, so the people who had cars gave the sister missionaries a ride home so that they wouldn't be out on the streets of New York late at night. Elder Monestine and I were in charge of taking one companionship of sisters home in the Corolla we were temporarily using. We all got into the car and started for the sisters apartment at about
8:45 probably. All was just fine and dandy. But then, a hiccup surfaced. Elder Monestine's GPS died. You guys know how terrible I am with directions, right? That is definitely a weak area for me. The situation quickly escalated, and the journey home turned into hopeless wandering. For a while, we felt like we would be able to figure it out. We quickly realized that navigating the streets of Brooklyn at night is a lot more difficult than we anticipated. We passed through a few dodgy parts of town and gradually became more and more lost. To make a long story short, we didn't end up getting the sisters home until after 11. I felt terrible. I must say that we were trying to be obedient and get home as soon as possible. We just couldn't seem to find our way. But! It wasn't all bad. Let me tell you, the view of Manhattan at night from the freeways of Brooklyn is stunning. And, at one point we accidentally ended up behind a tour bus and got a first class view of the Brooklyn Bridge. There was much laughter, a little terror, and now there are hilarious memories from the incident. I am now nearly out of time, so I will have to save the other story for next week! Sorry!
Thank you all for all you do. I just want to say that I know that Heavenly Father loves each of you. I know that. If you're ever feeling lonely, or sad, or hopeless, just offer a sincere prayer. I testify that help will come in one form or another. Help always comes. I love you all so much!
Love,
Elder McDonald