Lots of Potential

Investigators, that is.

As predicted, all of this day’s appointments fell through. But we did have a lesson with Brother Wright. I don’t think we taught much though.
The Kerrs were not too happy this week, sadly.
Someone said we talk for too long on doorsteps, and so they have to pretend they’re not home when we come and it makes them feel bad. Excuse me? You not willing to talk to us as your fellow human beings makes you feel bad?¬†Okay.
We got a new investigator family! Or, we have the mom, and we’re gonna’ get the rest next time we meet, hahah. They seem like they have a lot of potential though.
We didn’t get to do a ton this day, sadly. But I do know stuff happened. Not sure what.
I had exchanges with the Zone Leader, Elder Schenk.
That was good. He kinda gave me the birds and the bees of missionary work, it was weird. He started out by saying, “So, you’re getting at a point in your mission where a lot of missionaries are younger than you.”
He’s a good guy. Really genuine.
We taught a nice guy who was sitting in this “Christian Science Reading Room”. It was really cool! He was willing to put differences to the side and just listen.
At the end of the day, he was telling me about sleep paralysis nightmares where if you wake up while your body is frozen due to the toxins that keep your body still, you can’t move, and your mind starts to make up reasons why you can’t move, and they’re apparently usually horrifying. He’s experienced it multiple times, along with other missionaries.
We had a delicious dinner with the Donohoo family, a 3 course Italian meal, and ended up giving out two copies of the Book of Mormon that day! One seemed super interested too, and pretty genuine.
Typing is so much easier when you know what you want to say.
Elder Jensen out.

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One of Six



Did Elder Gunnerson’s laundry and chilled at the Bird’s for a bit.
We had a good lesson at the Kerrs as well.
We asked Sister Miller if we could have dinner with her family, and she sent out a text which ended up convincing everyone in the ward to sign up, basically. It was awesome.
We helped some Jamaicans set up their booth at a farmer’s market, but they live in Fontana, so that doesn’t work much for lessons.
The McConchies make the best vegetarian meals.
We met a lot of potential investigators, and Rose finally texted us back, who was a person who texted us from us giving her a card. She wants to meet on Saturday! Hopefully that goes well.
I had to cut my bike lock because it broke for some reason. . . . But because of it we got to talk to someone cool. We gave him a Book of Mormon and he said he’d read it and told us to call him.
We had an awesome lesson with Thelma, and she finally understands the importance of priesthood authority. Fiiiiinalllyyyyyyyy.
People are rushing me.
Elder Jensen out.

Another Day, Another . . . Nickel!


We were laughing at a ringtone of Voldemort laughing his glorious laugh all day as we burnt to death in the heat.
Apparently Brother McBride heard me saying, as walking to his house, that in this heat I wouldn’t be willing to do service, so we didn’t end up doing that, which is probably a tender mercy. Elder Harris liked to do service in proselyting clothes, and I was not okay with doing that on a day as such.
(Prefacing this week with this now: this week was very dull as far as missionary work.)
We just dug holes in the morning, visited a member from the Terra Vista ward in the hospital and I tried sushi. It was actually pretty good, I guess.
We dug more holes.
I don’t think we did much more than that, truthfully.
We dug more holes.
We visited Brother Hartenstein. He’s my new favorite. What a hilarious guy. And Bill was there.
The Woods gave us a million pounds of cake.
Blisters are painful.
Blisters are painful; thereby, we actually had to stay in the apartment for the day and I used epsom salt to soothe it, which actually helped a lot. It got ride of one of them.
We played Monopoly during this time. He was destroying me . . . until he landed on my property on which I owned a hotel. He then had to pay me $1000, and that was basically game over for him.
We just went around and visited all the people Elder Harris wanted to say goodbye to.
I’m now with Elder Gunnerson. I’ve heard a lot of good things about him, so hopefully that will stand true. Stay tuned.
Elder Jensen out.
Picture Time!

I drew a picture for Elder Harris.



Elder Butcher



Upland 2nd Mafia. It’s the Brother Bird stance. You’ll learn when you’re younger.


Random picture of walking. I tried to take a picture of a cute dog, but he ran out of the shot.



This is my new favorite picture.