Flat Tire Again ! (Week 48)

Fun at the Beach

August 10, 2015

Hey everyone,

So as you can see another flat tire has occurred in our companionship.  This time it was with my back tire.  What was wired was that I had just filled air into it.  It was at 30PSI before and it is supposed to be 35-65, so I filled it to 60PSI.  You would think it would be better, but it popped sometime Saturday night or Sunday morning.  The good news was that we were at our house when we found out.  (Oh, did I tell you that we are living in a house?  Anyway, it is kinda fun, but  different.)  We weren't stranded, so that was a miracle.  We just called someone and they drove us to church.  Everything worked out alright.

After church Sister Woolley had an appointment to teach her friend from home.  Jake was pretty cool and the lesson went well.  Sister Woolley years ago had given him a Book of Mormon.  That started him down the path of looking into religions.  He read the Book of Mormon and started reading other religious books.  Sister Woolley didn't know how her giving the book to him had an influence. Cool.  We never really know about all the influences our small acts do.

After that we just walked home.  It only took 20ish minutes since we live really close to the church building, which is another reason why I like where we live.  However we do live on the mainland and work on the island.  Anyway, it is fun/exhausting to ride over the causeway.

We didn't need our bikes anymore on Sunday, so my plan is when we go shopping today to buy a tube and fix it on my own.  I watched other people fix flat tires, so I have learned which is nice.

Elder Norton's district drawing.
Yes, I am in his district again.

Connor is fine, but he is super stressed out with work and helping Grandma.  Everything seems to be going wrong at once.  I know though as he relies on God things will work out.  Sister Skousen and I have planned time to go over to Grandma's house and help clean.

We drop Sister Woolley off at the mission home tomorrow at 5pm.  She then flies home on Wednesday.  It will be sad to have her go.  I love her so much.  Being in a trio has been weird.  It has been super fun, but also annoying.  They both went to BYU before their missions, so they talk about it a lot.  I can't participate in the conversations, since I don't know any of the references they are talking about.  I still love them though, and it is not like they are trying to exclude me it just happens.  Although I am glad it wasn't Sister Woolley and I that clicked because as a new missionary it would be hard be the odd ball out.

From one of Grandma's (my real grandma, not Sister Hull) emails I found out about the family fast, so I joined in.  I also fasted for some other missionary stuff.

Okay so every night when we bike back over the causeway, on this bridge part with no incline there are always people fishing.  Most of hunting crabs.  It is really fun to bike past them.  On the weeks we have the car we miss other fishermen.

Trio pose with Elder Vaughn photo bombing.

We had beach p-day today.  As a district we needed to get there at 6:30am.  It was fun.  We played Ultimate Frisbee and were allowed to put our feet in the water, but only where the waves wash up.  Couldn't really get into the water.  We then went to get breakfast together and now we are at the church playing games.  We are about to start a game of telephone Pictionary.  I will send pictures after the game.

Sister Skousen and Aurora buried Sister Woolley since she is dying.
(going home)

Sister Woolley as a mermaid.

Love you all.

Miracle: On Saturday, we filled up our tire full of air.  Afterwards, we looked at the sky and saw a huge storm cloud.  No way are we biking over the causeway in a lightning storm, that is just asking to be hit.  We biked to the library which is really close to the base of the causeway on the mainland side.  While there we called some people we needed to and did more of Sister Skousen's training.  (On a side note, we took this stress test to see how stressed we are.  It said I was super stressed.  What is crazy is that I don't feel stressed and we talked about how I keep calm in the companionship, which is needed.

It was good I realized some things that were going on and now I am able to address them.  I feel that I am stressed more than I realized, but less stressed than the test says.  After all, I am whitewash training and Sister Woolley is about to leave, of course I am stressed.)  In the library we said a prayer that the rain would disperse, so that we could work on one of Sister Woolley's last days.

District having fun at the beach.

The forecast said it would rain all day.  In a little while the rain stopped and so we went to work.  We made sure to stay in areas where we could seek shelter if needed, but the storm didn't come back.

Miracle!  It really was.

~Sister Aurora Pack