Long Days and Short Weeks

     Christmas was good. Thank you for the package. The music will be good. We listen to a lot of the same things over and over and it can get a bit boring. Thank Cassi for the Jamba card. My companion and I searched for the nearest Jamba Juice on his GPS, and it is over 50 miles away. I guess I will have to wait to be transferred before I get reunited with the Orange Dream Machine.

     Time has to be the weirdest thing on the mission. Days seems to drag on and feel like weeks, but next thing you know it has been another week and I'm writing home again.

     We have been doing quite a bit of teaching. We are teaching the Elders Quorum President's, Bro Green's, children. They live with their mother most of the time, and it sounds like she isn't very fond of the church. We taught them about the restoration, and they seemed pretty standoffish. Brother Green invited us over to teach them again during the week. He is one of the most humble men I have ever met. He gave up a very successful custom woodwork buisness in Utah, and moved down to Texas to live where he could have visitaion with his children. He still does custom wood work, pool tables, furniture, and rocking horses, but now he lives in a shop in downtown Gainesville. It is cold and he only has a makeshift restroom and kitchen. We brought over a movie and watched it with the kids and then we all went over and played vollyball at the church. They seemed quite a bit more receptive.

     We also had an appointment with an investigator we hadn't met yet. Her name is Crystal and she is the mother of three children. She had been meeting with the elders before we got here. We went over and taught a first lesson. Afterwords we were talking and she said that she knew that the Book of Mormon was true, but didn't want to lose all of her friends from her old church. I think next time we will teach her about the importance of baptism.

     We got a phone call early in the week and it sounds like we will be getting a new ward mission leader---darn. We had just gotten confortable with the first one. Oh well, we will get used to the new one.

Love,
Elder Rindlisbacher

PS: I hope you guys are having fun in Utah. Let everyone know that I love them and miss them alot.