Not a Clue


Hm. Not a clue. I forgot to write. Let me check my planner:

Oh yeah, nothing. Like, just the same thing each day. Driving around and such.


A much needed exchange with Elder Hatch, the district leader. It was really stress-relieving. We just kind of talked things over and he told me that he’s praying for me and such. We did a lot of service, and this guy named Burt took us to a nice barbecue restaurant in his brand new custom built Lincoln with seat coolers, seat heaters and back and butt massage stuff. It was pretty much … celestial.


We went to the Chino Hills Adult School and taught English, and I actually met a Chinese woman from Inner-Mongolia (shoutout to Anna) and such. They played this game called, “Get to Know Your Missionary”, so we felt like superstars, I guess. The teacher there loves us.

We went to dinner at Bishop’s and Natasha, the one we taught there a while ago, was there. She told us that she and her daughter are both getting baptized this upcoming Saturday! We were so excited, we’re going to go and watch it. What a party.


Alright, you ready for this? No, you’re not.

We went to the Sparkes’ home and taught them again, and we came to find out that Sister Sparkes had read the assigned reading chapters, watched the Prince of Peace videos (all 9 of them), watched a Mormon Message, read a talk that her husband’s sister from Cedar Hills sent to her about Joseph Smith, read Joseph Smith’s history in the Pearl of Great Price and read the Restoration pamphlet while also doing the addition study. NOBODY does the additional study!

(Insert Hallelujah chorus here.)


We had a lesson with a troublesome less-active who was arguing with us about whether or not Jesus Christ suffered for our pains, sorrows and such as well as our sins, so that was a struggle.

The investigator who is with us in the lessons seems to be annoyed by it too, ha ha. This is Rose and Sevran (Rose being the member).


It was Easter Sunday, which was great, getting to celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, but nothing else really happened. Everyone else was busy with their families on Easter. We had stake conference, which was interesting, but very nice. It was a great conference. Someone said something cool. It was a man named President Stevenson who had just been called to be a mission president. He said, “Not everybody gets a call from Elder Rasband. Not everybody gets a call from President Eyering. But everybody gets a call; and everybody gets a call from the Lord.”


Yup, there’s my week.

Elder Jensen out.

On Mon, Apr 17, 2017 at 7:26 AM, Jim Jensen <> wrote:

Hey Jonah,

Hope you had a good Easter celebration yesterday. Ours was nice. We got to watch a couple of the Church’s Easter videos that you recommended with Laurie’s family and Grandma and Grandpa Abbott.

I got to teach high priests from the President Hinckley manual, Chapter 8, We Look to Christ. If you haven’t read that yet, I would highly recommend it. It’s one of the best chapters from the Teachings of the Presidents series. We discussed eyewitnesses to Christ’s resurrection and the need to believe in a literal resurrection.

Sounds like President Taylor is a great guy. Where’s he from?

 He’s from … Colorado/Idaho/Utah.

The new picture on your debit card was approved (It’s the beach at Carmel, CA, from Mom and my 25th anniversary. So it’s pretty neutral. Hopefully you’ll be getting the new card at your apartment this week. Remember, don’t throw away any unmarked white envelopes!

 Well, sometimes the members get the mail, but as long as it has my name on it, it should be fine.

I found a great story of my first ancestor to join the church. Uncle John sent me a picture of the letter, so I’m transcribing it so I can print it and mail it to you. Hopefully, you’ll be getting it this week.

 Sounds good; thank you

Btw, you should make sure you address your letters correctly or they can risk getting delayed. I talked to a guy at the post office once and he said if they’re not handwritten the right way, they optical readers can’t figure them out and they get kicked out to a manual sorting bin and someone has to go through and manually route it at each stop.  It should always be:

 Hm. I wonder what I’m doing wrong. I’ll do it right from now on.

Recipient name

Street address

City, State, ZIP

Not much else to report this week. I will be getting more family history stories from Jennifer and I’m going to put them up on Family Search and I’ll print them out and mail them over the next few weeks.

Looking forward to your report. We’re praying for the Sparkes. We love you, bud, and we’re so blessed to have you serving a mission. I can’t believe we’re almost down to four months left. It is crazy and we’re so excited!

All my love,






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