Your father, in Bishop mode, has wrought a mighty change. There's a man in our ward, whose wife passed away two years ago, without the sealing ordinance in their lives. She had her recommend to go to the temple, and passed away unexpectedly. He's in a wheelchair, and has been in a retirement center since a few weeks after we arrived 19 months ago. With no ride to come to church, and a son who's controlling his money, he felt unworthy to go to the temple because he couldn't pay his tithing. Your father has lifted a tremendous burden, and he smiled for the first time today when he met with the stake president, because of your father, and was given a recommend and a date to go to the temple to be sealed to his wife. And he loves coming to church. Again.
We have heard the new buzz regarding attire for missionaries because of sun and the Zika virus. The CDC announced it is tracking nearly 300 Zika virus cases in prenant American women, as it can cause stillbirths, microcephaly or other congenital problems. I wholeheartedly approve of their changes. Sister missionaries in pants, and hats and sunglasses. Your mission is on the list. Are you able to pick up a hat? Your Christmas present is sitting in my closet and could be sent if you wish. Would you like me to use my new vision benefit for you and order you prescription sun glasses? Hopefully your box will arrive quickly, and you can let me know about the contacts. Have you mailed your glasses yet? The lens are here and waiting for your frames.
When Breyer decides to go fishing with your father, it's all about the lures. "Does this one go? Do they match? Do they look good together?" It's all about making the lures beautiful. She caught the first fire fly of the season tonight...after spending hours outside. Dad's on her side. He loves them as much as the stars.
She had kindergarten registration this week. Your father handled that with deft. She didn't know her ABC's as well as she could have, she knew her numbers and shapes. She impressed the teacher by knowing the rectangle. I guess that's unusual. She's finally getting excited. Her cooking skills have improved to making fruit bowls. Did I write about this? You put in your order and she'll slice and dice it up. She'll be testing her abilities on our guests that arrive this week.
Some of the end-of-the-school-year activities this week included Sawyer's beginning band concert. They were wonderful. Best music program ever! He was one of a few who completed music requirements to be labeled an all-star.
Porter was invited to awards night for seniors. Although he received no monetary scholarships, since he didn't apply to any, he had a huge list of accomplishments, including being the only senior boy who made both football and basketball all-state academic teams. The also mentioned AP Scholar, Boys State, National Honor Society, National Merit Commended Scholar, UIL, The President's Education Awards Program, and BYU.
Our favorite award though came in the form of a personal note from his Spanish teacher. She said, "I just wanted to take a minute to tell you how much I enjoy having Porter in class. He is very entertaining and always willing to participate. I appreciate his enthusiasm and his interest in using Spanish. He is a fine young man with a sweet spirit." All true.
Miller and Sawyer had their last baseball games, as they both lost, they didn't move on in the tournament. Sawyer played catcher and pitcher his final game, Miller catcher, pitcher and short stop. I forgot to take pictures this season as I was always doing their books, but I got some of Sawyer this game. He's never been able to play catcher until this year, because of his glasses, but now he says it is his favorite spot. And he's great behind the plate. He just needs to work on the throws to 2nd.
Tanner and AnneMarie Skyped in tonight. It was fun to laugh with them. One more phone call before she heads off to Africa again. Tanner will sorely miss her. Hopefully he'll get in touch with some family members in California to help pass the time.
I found a great quote by President Monson that made me think of you, all of you missionaries. He said, "I believe the Savior is telling us that unless we lose ourselves in service to others, there is little purpose to our own lives. Those who live only for themselves eventually shrivel up and lose their lives, while those who lose themselves in service to others grow and flourish - and in effect save their lives."
You are flourishing. We are so proud.