Hey
Mom, I hate packing too! That's why it's a good idea to have the least
amount of things possible to take with you, which is why I'm going to
need a little extra moneys on my home card so I can send some stuff I
don't need home. :) (I think that went well, don't you?)
Anyway... here's the Fourth of July celebration
that you've all been waiting for! We woke up and got ready, we went
down to Rockville chapel, I BAPTIZED Ty amidst a sea of glory and
happiness and a really big splash, we went to the Metro, we rode down to
Chinatown, we looked at some stuffs, we walked to the Mall, we watched
the parade, we listened to a Christian rock band, we walked around, we
found s'more missionaries, we went to the Holocaust museum, I was
horrified, it was a good experience, I reflected that I'm lucky to be an
American, we went back home, we went with our investigator Jeff to a
YSA activity in the most western town of our mission, Poolesville, which
is suuuuuuuupah far away from everything, we had a good bbq dinner, we
barely watched the fireworks because we were a little bit late, we
traveled back to the apartment, there was a lot of traffic, we got home
at 10:35, not as late as last year, we went to bed, end of story. It
was super fun and I really enjoyed this Fourth of July. Different from
last year but the feeling of patriotism was still the same. It's
special to be on the National Mall surrounded by the monuments,
memorials, museums, and government buildings. (Sorry I couldn't think of
a word that started with an "M" that described government buildings. Oh
well.)
J didn't come to church this week :( on account that he
had a bad night's sleep the night before. We hope to see him tonight
at Institute so we'll see how it goes. We've been workin on trying to
work with the people we've got and been given from the ward. It's going
pretty well. The schedule seems to be fuller every week so that's
good. More people we work with=More people coming to Jesus.
Sunday in testimony meeting I bore my testimony of the time
when I went to Scout camp in Star Valley and had my first "conversion"
experience. Remember that Mom? That was special huh? I also talked a
little about Dad's heart attack and the miracles. I told them I told
Dad he couldn't die because he had to see me and my little brothers go
on missions and get married. I told them they could count on us as
missionaries and to let us help them. It was a super great testimony.
Not used to bearing it to that many people though. Doing it in the ASL
branch means a much smaller crowd.
Anyway, I love you to the edge of the UNIVERSE! To the edge, your eternal son, Elder Schoemig
(Mom's note: Sorry this is out late, we were out of town and had no service up where we were, Bear Lake. :) We hurry home early this morning to make it in time to go and see Elder Schoemig's best friend's homecoming report, Elder Taylor Lewis. We are grateful for these four boys (Kenny, Jackson, Taylor and Kale) for their friendships. Well done Elder Lewis! We love you.)
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