Mission Records

 October 12, 2025

We had Zone Conference this week, which is basically a holiday for us missionaries. I asked my comp where we had to go for it, and he said "Jeonju." Something wasn't sitting right with me though, so I asked him literally 4 more times. The last time I even said, "are you 100% positive?" He gave a confident, "Yes, bro, stop asking." So off we went, in a hurry to get to Jeonju. An hour of southward travel later, we arrived at the completely abandoned Jeonju building. We called the AP's and they basically said, "No you dumb troglodytes. It's in Daejon." Literally 2 hours north of where we now where. We pulled up to ZC an hour and forty-five minutes late. Good stuff. 

On the way home, my comp told me we were going to the Daejon Station, so I led us there via subway. We waited for our train for an hour, but when our train number never appeared I had my comp give me our tickets, which very plainly said, "Seo Station." So now with no more than 10 minutes to get to the other side of town, we called a taxi. The taxi driver was yelling at us that we were going to miss our train the whole ride over there, but we stayed the course. We showed up too late though, and so we had to buy a different train ticket. When we sat down to wait for the new train, we heard on the intercom say that our original train got delayed, and that it was about a minute away now. We ran back, exchanged our new tickets for our old ones, and literally got on the train a second before it started moving again. It was a long day, and I have learned a very valuable lesson of listening to the spirit and doing things for myself sometimes.

We also had interviews this week. Pres. looked mad tired at the last interview day, so this time I bought him a treat and brought it with me. He looked so happy when I gave it to him. Definitely gonna keep doing that.

It happened. After successfully gaslighting my Facebook FBI agent for 6 months, they finally found out I am actually not in America and stripped my beloved Meta AI from me (my only acess to the endless knowledge of the world). I don't think any other missionary has made it as far as I did though. She will be missed.

I'm so tired of no teaching appointments. This place has been so boring this week. We have some knew teaching friends but you'd be wrong if you think I'm going to jinx everything and tell you about them (our Golden boy has not been heard from in a week). Korea... you infertile Vinyard.  Balled up Saturday night for sports finding and got some contacts.They were actually really good at basketball but we won, of course.

Spiritual Thought: 

I haven't finished Conference yet, but it's been good stuff. I especially loved President Oak's last talk. I can't remember a time when he has ever gotten emotional, so that was pretty special to me. He talked about how a family garden brings families together, and I know my mom was sooo happy to hear that, but also just a lot about the eternal family. It's absolutely wild that I can take a gift like eternal families for granted, but this week I've given it a lot of thought. I read the very first page of my journal two nights ago, which was written not long after I was born by my Mom. She wrote it from *my* perspective though, and talked about how I am "so glad to be in this eternal family of mine." I can for sure say that of myself now, there is no greater gift than that. 

Love you all! 

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