no subject.
This past Monday we went into the city. On the way back we
were
walking across a bridge and saw a little Hooverville near
the river.
we ended up making a detour to go look at it. I have seen
homeless
people in the city many times, but it was weird to actually
see where
they live. It was really sad to see tents pitched under the
bridge.
Also, we saw someone dumping out their bathroom business
into the
river while we were down there which was gross. Everyone
always jokes
about how they find dead homeless bodies in the Allegheny
River when
they clean out the river two times a year, but now I totally
believe
that it's a legit thing. It's so sad.
We got home Monday, only to find that Sister Kwasney lost
her white
handbook. Inside she had her debit card, temple recommend,
and her
ministerial card. We had a crazy packed day on Tuesday, so
Wednesday
we traced our steps from where we were on Monday. Sadly we
didn't have
any luck. It was colder and by then it was lunch time, so we
were cold
and hungry. We decided to stop at the next place that looked
good on
the strip, and we found this crazy whole in the wall Italian
place
that made these awesome pepperoni rolls. Boy of boy were
they good!
That was a blessing after a disappointing morning.
I learned something that I wish I never had to learn on my
mission:
how my body reacts when I am fed a bad meal. The meal itself
wasn't
too bad, but when it came time for dessert I put one bite in
my mouth
and I froze. It was not going to go down, and naturally I
started to
laugh. I swear, I laugh at the most inappropriate times! It
was so bad
I just sat there laughing for at least thirty seconds until
it went
down my throat. It was like that till I finished what was on
my plate.
I felt awful about it, but I could not control my body.
This week we went to L's and she made us dinner after we
helped her
with some yard work. I really like L, and we have formed a
super
good relationship with her. So good that she invited us to a
birthday
picnic that she is having at the end of the month. As we
thanked her
for the good food she made us she said that it was an honor
to cook
for us. I just feel like an average joe, so for her to say
it was an
honor to cook for us really meant a lot to me. It's good to
know that
I am forming great relationships with people here.
We went to the R's this week and Er's mom was there.
She used to
live in the projects in Mckees Rocks, my last area, and told
us how at
one point she was pulled into her neighbor's house and
beaten over the
head with bottles. Mom, I'm sure you're glad that I don't
live over
there anymore! Anyways, we taught her an awesome lesson
about the
Restoration. He whole time Ed and Er were bearing
testimony like
nobody's business, it was awesome! Ed then started
talking bout how
there are ten people that she could call at any moment that
she could
talk to if she is struggling. Er then chimed in and said
"you can't
even hide from them" (referring to our man hunt about a
month ago) and
then stood up at gave both me and Kwasney high fives. We all
got a
kick out of that!
Sister Morrison
with Sister Kwasney
Hooverville by the river.
With the Elders
pEaCe AnD bLeSsInGs!!

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