Sunday, April 27, 2014

Hey Guyz! I'm a Glorified Yard Worker!!!!

Apr 21 at 11:10 AM
Hey Everyone,

Well this week I met a rabbit named Kim Kardashian. It was pure bred too so obviously it was a big deal. Tracey (the human owner) breeds rabbits and eats them and sells her precious pure bloods. She also has a pig named Brutus. He's her "guard pig". She also has like 8 dogs that like to kill her other animals (chickens and cats).... yeah so to say the least she's an interesting lady and we get to help her clean her rabbit poop every Tuesday. PARTAYYY.

Farragut is a very different area from the rest of the places in the mission. We're doing our best trying to meet people and serve them even if they aren't willing to listen.

That makes me really sad to hear about everything going on back home. Good thing we all have the gospel right? Libby emailed me some motivating thoughts so I thought I'd just recycle them for y'all... 

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
That stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king,
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil
Who never had to win his share
Of sun sky and light and air,...
Never became a manly man,
But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow in ease.
The stronger wind, the tougher trees,
The farther sky, the greater length,
The more the storm, the more the strength,
By sun and cold, by rain and snows,
In tree or man, good timber grows.
-Source unknown

Hmmm maybe I'll take that advice into my missionary life. 

Sister Hamilton and I took a pleasure break yesterday and frolicked in a meadow for fun. Here are some pics as a result.

Love you guys! Prayin for y'all erry day!

Sister Merrell

PS we're at the library and this black lady asked us to borrow our phone and she called the bus station and is yelling at them on the phone because she can't figure out how to buy a bus ticket to Georgia. She's saying the F word a lot and I can't help but laugh. Whoops.

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