keep on rollin'

This week has been wicked climax. Wicked, I say. Well, before I get into that, I will sweep the weekly business out of the way.

I heard wind of a blog all for me… I like it. I do not understand why more of you have not had this desire, but, Susan, you always pull through for me. (This is Susan, since I am posting this, I must interject and say that the blog was Tara's idea. I just helped make it.) According to the natives here, you are the celebrity that was photo shopped into my picture book… something I have yet to deny… I’m not even sure about it… alright… I’m done abusing the dot dot dot… oops, that one slipped.

Okay, so that is all I can remember, I am sure there is more, but all the Elders that are here are already talking about the big news and I cant think of anything else. WE GÖT SPORTS BACK! Alright, I’m sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself. You can just let the enormity of that sink in while I do the lead in.

So Sunday was fast Sunday as I am sure you all recall. Michael was in the meeting so we explained what it was and told him that people who want to share their testimonies can get up and share them. The meeting then began to roll and things when incredibly smoothly. Some good testimonies, a complainemony here and there, your usual miracle story that happened 30 years ago but is still good, and of course, what I like to call, the weekly agenda. All in all, nothing too radical. Then it happened. Michael got up and went to the stand. He turned, and pretty much just let Heavenly Father play puppet with him because he blew everyone away. After he came up to me and apologized which was preposterous. He actually had the nerve to admit his wrong. He said Heavenly Father told him to go share his little testimony, even though it wasn’t much, but Michael felt bad because he said he should have gone first. He should have. We were very disappointed. We expect a lot more out of the elect. Especially those who have never even seen a testimony meeting. Tisk tisk tisk. That day went smoothly. Monday we received 4 referrals. That was a huge deal because that never happens. At this point my bubble levels had reached about a 6, what with the ever-approaching baptism and all. Tuesday we got a CD from a member by a group called TOA. I think the album is called silence. Jason, you might wanna check it out, super sweet. Imagine boys 2 men meets reggae Polynesian hymnal. After this we met with Michael and we helped him pick a member that he wanted to baptize him. He picked Amador, a semi-recent convert who freaked out when we asked him if he would. He freaked out, which made us freak out. Bubble levels had now easily reached a low 8. Then the call came. We were taking care of the interview details and amidst the chaos came the light. The call that sports are back. A moment of silence please…. Yeah right! HAH! I cant stop singing. Bubble levels then surpassed measurable limits.

Well, sorry, this one is not too long. We are in sol right now just cruising around and we got a bit more cruising to do, as you can imagine.

Michael is still cruising for the 15th and all is going well.

Loves, Elder Anthony Sky