To the loving people of the Thunderbird Ward:
Howdy!
My dad probably will have a hard time reading this due to my handwirting . . . but that is his problem!
Washington is . . . well, it's wet - go figure! The people here are crazy but I like them.
So for you all who haven't read my blog I'll give you a brief summary of my experiences.
I've:
*met 5-10 instance of psychotic people (yet to really teach any though)
*been defended by a drunk guy
*have seen 3 nude people
*had a break down
*baptized an ex-communist
*been a chili cook-off judge
*been a therapist
*helped plan a wedding
*been stranded at a church
*lost seven comrades to the Federal Way Mission plus some to temptation and another because
of a surgery.
*watched guys change into good men
*had companions turn into supervisors
*seen people change 180 degrees and some people stay the same
*given a companion a breakdown due to him trying to fix my problems
*been a senior companion in Tacoma (Stadium)
I'm sure I have missed lots of things but I can't remember them all right now.
So, I've been meaning to write this letter for awhile but due to being busy and rules I haven't had much of a chance. It has been 9 months - holy cow!
I guess I've wanted to say how much I miss you all. I've seen a lot of wards due to constantly being transferred. I've never stayed in an area for more than 9 weeks, but I think I'm here in Tacoma (Stadium area) for a while. I've seen some great wards with amazing programs and I've seen wards that were pretty distant. It's made me realize (well, technically I already knew) and further appreciate how wonderful the Thunderbird Ward is.
I've received several letters from you all, off hand a special shoutout to the Nilsens, Brother Case, Sister Sneddon that seem to write me frequently. There are several others but again my mind doesn't always work and I am sure I'll remember after I write this letter and it will be late to thank you personally. Just know that your letters give me the strength to continue and help me to feel loved. I think about you all, all the time. I miss seeing your faces, I miss Autry and drinking Jones' soda pop from him. I miss Bro. Nilsen, I bet he is still working as hard as ever! I miss Bishop Jorgensen - I'm sure he is still driving around in his Jag, delivering pies to my family. Sometimes it feels like I will never be back home again, but I know logically I'll be back again. If I didn't personally thank you for letters you've sent, I apologize, I'm trying to remember everyone and my mind is a blank, which is kind of normal for me, ha ha ha.
Being a missionary and doing this work is a challenge of a lifetime. I hope that I will be able to continue to help others during my time here. I hope to introduce them to the blessings of the Gospel.
Love,
Elder J Smart
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