Forty Two Ties

Forty Two ties. That's how many. Yikes. 

Catch you in the next episode of Hoarders.

Most of my packing time has been spent rolling these up and putting them into a shoe box. 😫 I need to start giving some to my companions.

Why am I packing? It's because I'm getting transferred to the exotic Hunter Utah Central Stake! Me and Elder Gilman are getting whitewashed which means that basically that he and I are both been transferred out and two new orders are coming in. It's a little bit frustrating because I've made a lot of friends in this area and the work is finally starting to pick up and I were both being transferred out but change is constatly happening in a mission! Also every time that there is change it brings a new opportunity! So I'm really excited to see how this works.

New companions name is Elder Moore and I haven't met him yet actually! He is from the west or south mission, so I have absolutely no idea how this will be. Hopefully good!

Because today is also the end the month and the end of transfers we can actually spend very much time going grocery shopping and really just kind of hung around at the Jordan Landing with another set of missionaries.

Something that's really really difficult about clothes shopping as a missionary all these wonderful clothes are right in front of you, and you can't afford any of them, and you only really can wear them on one day of the week (Pday). But it's nice to see them and go "Alright, I can't wait to wear these in 15 months"

One the spiritual side of things: I've noticed a lot of people are really struggling as families, not just here but everywhere I've been. And it's made me realize just how important it actually is to have a happy family life, and how much is really aimed at destroying that life. 

Have you ever noticed that every single thing that is evil in the world seems to destroy or effect family relationships? 

Violence tears them apart physically (whether someone dying in war, accident, crime etc., or a violent situation in home) and things such as drugs, alcohol, pornography, and just basic immorality tear the spiritual and emotional relationship. That trust, that bond. And I think it shows that whether or not you believe in Satan or some other evil figure, something  is tugging at the strings of our family tapestries.

So it goes to show just how important it is to have that strong foundation as a family! because if literally everything bad has an effect on it, that means the opposite can be true! Think of all the good things that are out there, and how they can help the ones we love! Music, good food, nature, love, kind words, service, forgiveness, charity, hope, faith, repentance, ANYTHING good can help us have the kind of bond that makes a family something that's worth spending eternity with! It's so amazing how it's all just there for us, waiting, almost pleading, for us to use it!

That's my observation, anyway. 

Email me back, yall! miles.coleman@myldsmail.net

Love, Elder Hunter Coleman 

9 Months! Whoop Whoop!

Hey everybody!

Wow, I can't believe it has already been 9 months! It just flies by so fast!

This week has been not the most eventful, but it's been a good one!

From the cool things I've seen, in the last two weeks I have been able to see two gorgeous vintage cars, a 66 Mustang, and a unknown year Chevy Impala! 

 

This week we have done a LOT of door knocking. Which still doesn't really work because e people in this area are really comfortable with where they are at, and you never feel like going to a doctor if nothing's wrong, ya know?

But this Saturday I was involved in the greatest and hardest struggle in my entire life.

Four missionaries in white shirts, slacks and dress shoes, one blacktop soccer field, 20 Hispanic children, one objective: win.

It was a long day of nobody being willing to talk to us, when we come to an apartment complex and see the local kids playing soccer. We had actually just ran into the other missionaries, and we said "Hey, let's see if they want to play against all four of us!" And they did.

So we took our sides, I was chosen to be goalie. I stood by my small makeshift goal of a pile of rocks and a lamppost, ready to crush any children's dream of getting a goal in. Soccer is a game of patience and endurance, and I endured.

 

Mostly.

While no points were made while I was goalie, a very painful impact was made in areas that no man should have a soccer ball make contact with. 

 I called to switch spots with someone so I could avoid a repeat incident.

We score Two goals In a  row. With the help of a 9 year old Peruvian boy named Dante (who is really flipping good at soccer!) and they score one against us. I never make a goal, but I'm good at assists and also getting the ball away from my opponents, (because when 260 pounds of missionary runs at you, you WILL panic and lose focus)\

Despite the amazing, we ended up losing because kids are really sneaky fast :(

In other news, we were able to get an inactive family to church! Which was great because they are going through a really tough time and the ward just completely embraced them with love! It was really a heart-touching moment to see people just have so much love for someone they did not even know!

How is life for all of you guys? I don't hear from a lot of people these days, because life is just busy.

Love you all!

Elder Hunter Coleman

miles.coleman@myldsmail.net

CATCH UP POST:

JUNE 16, 2015

What's shakin' people

FIRST THINGS FIRST: Had an AWESOME day at our mission-wide P-day (our day off) activity that lasted ALL DAY all day

That guy I'm next to in the Yellow shirt was my follow-up trainer Elder Allapitan! He's awesome. And the back row was my last Companion Elder Robinson! He's super awesome too.

 

We had a ton of fun playing sports and other fun outside things! Like tug-of-wars, soccer, water balloon toss, ultimate frisbee, and this fun event called

 

THE CHUBBY BUNNY.

So the point of the chubby bunny is to have two representatives from each zone to put a marshmallow in their mouth and then say "Chubby Bunny". Then to put in another 'mallow in and saying Chubby bunny again. Without swallowing or spitting up or dying. So we had the first wave of people go up, and last years record was like 17 And that was hit by my mission "grandfather" (My trainer's trainer) Elder Tui'ketei.

So this group of people went up and set a new record of 19! Which was pretty cool.

Then the second wave happened. I was chosen! I felt like I had to as a sort of missionary heritage/tradition. Like that was my family title I had to WIN that thing.

Thirty three. Flippin. Marshmallows. In my mouth. It was disgusting and glorious.

BUT I LOST. By ONE. If I had just waited ten seconds she would have choked and I would have tied. Sister I-don't-rememeber (the one in a blue shirt and a Tonga baseball hat) beat me.

I was devastated and have not eaten a marshmallow flavored thing since.

But it was still an amazing day! Had a wonderful time hanging out with other missionaries and playing games. Which is going to make this mission split terrible :(

So the boundaries have been announced. The Taylorsville zone (Yellow shirts) and me and my companion (and two sister missionaries) are going to go to the Salt Lake West Mission, which goes all the way to the Nevada border. And all the ones in Blue and Red (except me and the other three missionaries) are going to the SLC East mission which goes all the way into Wyoming.

A lot of really cool missionaries are going to that East mission and I'll be sad. But a lot of cool ones are going West with me too, and it's not like I can't email these people. But it'll be sad.

I've got approxamitely 1 and a 1/3 of a mission left. That's weird to think about!  But it's been great and I love hearing about how your lives are going!

Fill my life and inbox with the pointless and mundane things of your life! Love hearing just about little things! miles.coleman@myldsmail.net

But seriously, love you all so much! You mean a lot to me.

Love,

Elder Coleman

CATCH UP POST:

APRIL 28, 2015

We just started teaching a young man named Cameron. He's ten years old. Both his parents are members, but they haven't come to church in a while.

He's really excited to get baptized, so we're happy to help.

Life gets tough out here, not just for us but everyone else around.

But it's funny, it's the smallest things that we can do that have the greatest impact. Simply just praying once in while during the day can go really far in helping days go a little bit better.

There is a scripture that explains it a bit better in Alma 37:6-7 http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/37?lang=eng

" 6 Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise.

7 And the Lord God doth work by means to bring about his great and eternal purposes; and by very small means the Lord doth confound the wise and bringeth about the salvation of many souls."

Simple things, everyone.

Some Catch Up Posts:

From March 3, 2015

This is My District! And the young man is one of the people we taught and baptized this Saturday! And it's also the Salt Lake City Temple, and some awesome sunglasses I almost bought.