Blarg! It's Madness

Dear family, friends, and other associates for whom I have pity: Okay, I'm just kidding. I'm not writing those people! :D Today, I'm writing Daisy! Dear Daisy: I haven't heard enough from you lately. I feel that you may have forgotten me, but if that's not the case, I'm sure you're elated to be acknowledged for the first time in a few weeks. You may not understand what a baptism is, considering you're never going to have to experience one, but I thought you might perk your ears a little at the news that Saturday we were able to help two young girls, Lisa Joseph (11) and Bree Rejouis (9), partake of that ordinance. Do you remember the times I used to rub your belly? That's exactly how I've felt in this area every time the members feed us. They are some pretty good cooks in the area, and they aren't simply giving us plates to lick clean! I remember one time you said, "Ar rar rar rar ar!" I think of it ever...

Dear Drones: And here I thought I couldn't come up with anything to start my email... It's interesting being a missionary. I never have any worry about finding what my purpose is, what I need to do, or why I am doing what I'm doing. It's all in Preach My Gospel and the scriptures. So, rather than being lost and seeking purpose of action, I get to work busily as a bee. Still, at times I remember I have family and friends back home, so I pray for you. I'll return to the hive at some point, but for now, I'm collecting the life-giving substance of experience, aka nectar, as I meet, teach, and help convert the people of South Florida. I'll bring it back at some point. If you're wondering why I'm talking about bees, you need to know I'm not a hornet. But I wanted to get you thinking. Oh, by the way, I'm a hobbit! I'll send photos when I remember my camera. We had one fun five-minute party on my birthday. We had a good t...