Enjoy, and all I'll send Jordan everyones email.
Jared
m: jc_grimm@myldsmail.net
Subject: Hi!
Date: October 16, 2008 12:05:32 PM MDT
To: jaredgrimmer@gmail.com, grimmerma@gmail.com
Dear Family,
Last Tuesday I had the eating experience of a lifetime:
My companion and I were on our bikes and we were going to go drop by a member's house for one reason or another. All of a sudden, in the distance, we heard this weird honking noise. My companion looked at me and said "GHETTO CORN!" I of course, had no idea what he was talking about. He then started grilling me; asking me from whence the noise came, and the hunt was on. We searched diligently for about ten minutes until we saw it; a little white car with a little Hispanic man handing out the aforementioned "ghetto corn". It costed $1.50 and this is what it was: corn on a stick, smothered in mayo, parmagean, butter and chili powder. They'd specifically told us in the MTC to avoid eating from street vendors, but we figured, since he kept things in a cooler and it was an unusually cold day, that it would be safe for us to eat. It was perhaps the most AWESOME $1.50 I've ever spent! I'll try and send pictures next week of the experience.
Other than that, the work is continuing; we have one of our investigators - this guy named Antonio - for baptism on November 15, and his son is going to start taking the lessons with us tomorrow! It seems like the majority of the people we teach actually "hunger and thirst after righteousness". This one lady, Tiffany, when we started teaching her, was just in the mindset of "oh, I'm Catholic, but I'm pretty open-minded about learn of other churches". At our last appointment, she was asking so many questions, we were providing satisfactory (and doctrinally-sound) answers and she's just eating up everything we've given her. This one is bound for baptism! I never really understood what they were saying in the MTC about how there were actual people being prepared to hear what I have to say until I got out here and experienced it for myself! I'm just blown away by it. Just yesterday, one of our investigators asked me if it was possible for him to be baptized again, even if he'd already been baptized in another church! My first thought to myself was "are you serious?!"
I'm learning a lot every day about what it's like to be a missionary. On our last P-day, we played ultimate frisbee...I made the mistake of trying to catch one with my face, and got a pretty big goose-egg on my right temple for a number of days. Thankfully, that's the worst injury I've sustained while I've been out here.
Yesterday was pretty crazy:
first, we forgot to set our alarm so we accidentally slept in until 7:00. When we finally got ready to go, we found, much to our chagrin, that our front-right tire was completely flat! So we looked for our spare, a jack and a tire-iron...we found only the spare. For the next two hours we searched for the other two (mainly the tire-iron, because the other missionaries in our building had a jack). We sadly had to cancel one of our teaching appointments, but after replacing the tire, and going to Pep Boys to get the other one fixed, we were back on track. Sometimes, I wondered why we had to many delays that day, but then I remembered 2 Nephi 2: 24 "all things are done in the wisdom of he who knoweth all things" so then I stopped worrying.
I just wanted to let everyone know that I love them and that I'm still alive. I still don't have everyone's email address yet, so Jared, if you wouldn't mind forwarding this to our brothers and sisters, I'd really appreciate it.
Thanks for the prayers! I look forward to hearing from you and hope everything's well,
-Elder Jordan Grimmer
Last Tuesday I had the eating experience of a lifetime:
My companion and I were on our bikes and we were going to go drop by a member's house for one reason or another. All of a sudden, in the distance, we heard this weird honking noise. My companion looked at me and said "GHETTO CORN!" I of course, had no idea what he was talking about. He then started grilling me; asking me from whence the noise came, and the hunt was on. We searched diligently for about ten minutes until we saw it; a little white car with a little Hispanic man handing out the aforementioned "ghetto corn". It costed $1.50 and this is what it was: corn on a stick, smothered in mayo, parmagean, butter and chili powder. They'd specifically told us in the MTC to avoid eating from street vendors, but we figured, since he kept things in a cooler and it was an unusually cold day, that it would be safe for us to eat. It was perhaps the most AWESOME $1.50 I've ever spent! I'll try and send pictures next week of the experience.
Other than that, the work is continuing; we have one of our investigators - this guy named Antonio - for baptism on November 15, and his son is going to start taking the lessons with us tomorrow! It seems like the majority of the people we teach actually "hunger and thirst after righteousness". This one lady, Tiffany, when we started teaching her, was just in the mindset of "oh, I'm Catholic, but I'm pretty open-minded about learn of other churches". At our last appointment, she was asking so many questions, we were providing satisfactory (and doctrinally-sound) answers and she's just eating up everything we've given her. This one is bound for baptism! I never really understood what they were saying in the MTC about how there were actual people being prepared to hear what I have to say until I got out here and experienced it for myself! I'm just blown away by it. Just yesterday, one of our investigators asked me if it was possible for him to be baptized again, even if he'd already been baptized in another church! My first thought to myself was "are you serious?!"
I'm learning a lot every day about what it's like to be a missionary. On our last P-day, we played ultimate frisbee...I made the mistake of trying to catch one with my face, and got a pretty big goose-egg on my right temple for a number of days. Thankfully, that's the worst injury I've sustained while I've been out here.
Yesterday was pretty crazy:
first, we forgot to set our alarm so we accidentally slept in until 7:00. When we finally got ready to go, we found, much to our chagrin, that our front-right tire was completely flat! So we looked for our spare, a jack and a tire-iron...we found only the spare. For the next two hours we searched for the other two (mainly the tire-iron, because the other missionaries in our building had a jack). We sadly had to cancel one of our teaching appointments, but after replacing the tire, and going to Pep Boys to get the other one fixed, we were back on track. Sometimes, I wondered why we had to many delays that day, but then I remembered 2 Nephi 2: 24 "all things are done in the wisdom of he who knoweth all things" so then I stopped worrying.
I just wanted to let everyone know that I love them and that I'm still alive. I still don't have everyone's email address yet, so Jared, if you wouldn't mind forwarding this to our brothers and sisters, I'd really appreciate it.
Thanks for the prayers! I look forward to hearing from you and hope everything's well,
-Elder Jordan Grimmer
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