So, this week is transfer week. On transfer weeks, our mission has it's P-day on Wednesday. Thus is my excuse for the lateness, if that is even a word, of this letter. I have not much to say, though I believe a few stories might ease the troubled mind...then again, maybe not. But I shall tell them anyway.
Last week my companion and I were doing our typical bit of service at the local food pantry. However, it was not the typical order. You see, the pantry must order food...rather, the director of the pantry must order food before food can be delivered. Funny how that works. .The pantry director is aging quickly, though we are sure not to mention this. And thus, with a wearying mind, she ordered vast amounts of eggs. Fifteen dozen was the amount of eggs which needed purchasing. Fifteen boxes, with fifteen dozen eggs in each, was the amount with which they ended up. That, sir, is a lot of eggs! To shorten the length of this small tale, my companion and I ended up taking two boxes home, for the pantry hadst not enough room in which to store them all. That is correct. Thirty dozen is the number of eggs in our fridge, and attached is a recent photograph for those skeptics in the crowd.
Also, most recently(just yesterday to be precise), we were walking about-as we often do-and approached a small home. In fact the home wasn't small at all, but seemed as such compared with the surrounding houses and architectural feats. Once again, I wish not for a long story, but rather a quick one, with which I am sure to more easily captivate my readers. Skip to the end and I would have you know that the woman living in this home was quite rude. She thought she was one of clever sorts, but failed to impress us with her wisdom. She proceeded to tell us that we were wrong. She was even so kind as to direct us to a website which provided means by which we could find the answers as to why we are wrong("we" being the Mormons, of course). She was so thoughtful of us...she told us she would even pray for us because of how "misguided" we are. I only wish I could see her face when she makes it to heaven. I could see it now..."We were wrong all along." Well, who was right then?" "It was...THE MORMONS!" I laugh at people with such little knowledge of the truth, but only if they are not willing to accept it.
Well, I hope that you have all enjoyed these stories. I have more, but wish to withhold them until future times.
Farewell, fellow readers. Enjoy the sunshine!
Love,
Jamison
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