Friday, May 31, 2019
Thursday, May 30, 2019
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
College Correspondent
Last Friday I went to a mosque with Chris. I met Chris from book club, and while originally from Venezuala, he has lived in the US for about 30 years. He's LDS, and teaches Islamic philosophy at UVU, speaks Arabic, and knows everything it seems about that religion. He invited anyone to join him, and I was happy to take him up on the offer, as I've long wanted to visit a mosque. There is one near my house, but the members meet in a small house, and Chris prefers visiting the one by Salt Lake, that is much more established. It was an interesting experience.
We entered, and took off our shoes, and then sat in chairs placed along the back wall for visitors, or those with health problems who can't kneel. The mosque is open daily for prayers, but Friday is the mandatory weekly reunion. It started at 1:30, and I was amazed as close to 800 people eventually filed in. The men stay on the ground floor, and after performing their personal prayer, kneel on the carpet. The women and children go to the second floor. The Imam read and preached in Arabic, before translating into English, as many of the people don't speak Arabic. To finish, he led everyone in prayer. There is no music in the worship service, but Arabic is so melodic and beautiful to hear, it does sound like music. We were warmly received. Chris has a lot of contacts, and brought us to speak to the Imam after. The Imam grew up in Saudi Arabia, before moving to Alabama in the early 1990's. He was a force to be reckoned with, extremely smart, engaging and charismatic. He reminded me a lot of Sallah, the Arab friend of Indiana Jones. He answered all our questions, and was quite kind especially since it is currently Ramadan. He is fasting, and undoubtedly thirsty from having just finished a sermon.
Saturday I took my concealed carry class. Someone from my old ward knows some instructors, and set up a discounted lesson price. The class was incredibly easy, and there was even one lady there who has never shot a gun before. It is crazy how easy it is to get a permit, but I don't think that is necessarily a bad thing, and no one should want to have to use your gun anyway. You are allowed to open carry without a permit already, so if you really wanted to, you could already walk around packing. The instructors did go over a few basic gun fundamentals, but the majority of the class centered around the current laws in Utah concerning guns and concealed carry guns. For $30, we got our certificate, a photo and fingerprints taken. Now I just need to send my application in.
The job search continues. Earlier in the week, I couldn't help but think that either, 1. I was doing something horribly wrong in the interview process, or 2. I wasn't destined to have a job at this time. I dug deep looking for errors in my approach, and while I came up with some ways to improve, there was nothing glaring, and I definitely feel qualified. I know I lean too much on destiny sometimes, and can't use this as a crutch. Nevertheless, I reasoned, if I wasn't going to get a job, it must be because it was time to start a company. I've wanted to bring something to the Farmer's Market in Provo to sell, and began there brainstorming ideas. Some seemed possible, or something that might work with a little luck. And then I thought PIES!
I've put a lot of time into this idea the last few days, and am excited to see what will happen. The best part, which makes this possible, is a commercial kitchen in Provo that entrepreneurs can rent out. Its cheap, and because the pricing is staggered based on income the last year, it only costs $5 an hour for me to rent. I made a cranberry pie, and a pumpkin pie to practice this week. Both turned out great. I'm doing everything legally this time, and hopefully my permits will all be in order for the first week of the Farmer's Market on Saturday.
I did apply for a job in Vermont, as it was listed on a job site, and was a "one-click apply" with my resume being uploaded to the site already. I had two interviews, and Friday they called to offer me the job. I don't think I'll take it, but my desire to go back east felt more real than it has for a long-time. Graduation opens so many doors. I think I still need to stay here for a little bit longer and am hoping to still find something. I have a final interview on Tuesday with BambooHR, a tech company based in Lindon. In the meantime, I am glad to have received a calling, and for the opportunity to serve that it presents.
Whenever I do think I have some difficulty in my life, I always meet someone who is going through something so, so, so much harder. On Thursday morning, when the rain finally ceased for a time, I went golfing with Dan. Dan moved into the ward the same time as me. Although only 22, he went through a tough divorce in the last few months. It was good to be out on the course, and we enjoyed our quick round. Dan amazed me with his attitude, and his resoluteness to move forward. From the outside, I can't even imagine the pain I'm sure he's endured, but what I see is someone who is so humble, wanting to do the right thing, and really find himself, now that his life's plan has completely changed. He's quite the example.
Update on goals: the quest to learn German continues strongly. My running slowed down a bit as I joined a gym, paying my dues for Vasa. Its $10 a month, and they had a special going on where the cost to join was only $2. Of course, they sneak in another fee, which is $50 annually. Its called a "rate increase fee," promoted to ensure that your monthly rate does not increase. I asked them to waive this, calling their bluff, and offering to pay any increases. They then confessed that this is just an annual membership fee, there was no way around it, and they were just trying a new branding technique. Oh well, its good to be back working out, and $13 and change monthly isn't bad.
Saturday I was planning to go to some hot springs in Spanish Fork with Kayla. Unfortunately, she was called into work early, so I went with Jonathan, a friend from my old ward, instead. Its a 2.5 mile hike to them, and the hike was perfect. We followed a picturesque stream the entire team, one that has definitely benefited from the unusually rainy month. We went at 1 pm, and I'm glad we did then, as I did not know beforehand that later in the night the spot turns into a favorite for nudists. Thankfully, we encountered none, although the springs were much more crowded than I ever imagined.
I went on one date last week, sticking to a good thing, and going to Jamestown Assisted Living again to sing, then returning to my place for apple pie and ice cream. I went with Maddie, who is also in my ward. She majored in Spanish translation, and is getting her masters in Education Policy. She served a mission in Argentina. We had a good time, and my friends who joined us, Robert and Hayley, were a blast to be with again.
I taught Elders Quorum today, and throughout the week spent more time than usual in preparing. I read and reread and pondered Elder McKay's talk, "The Immediate Goodness of God." However, today I had stupor of thought all morning and knew I needed to change lessons, not knowing to what. As I was making bread I listened to Elder McKay's talk, and when it was over, autoplay went to Elder Rasband's, "Build a Fortress of Spirituality and Protection." I knew this was the one I needed to teach.
Last week, my roommates and I got together and dedicated our home as a place where the Holy Spirit can reside, and this is a topic I think is really important. I know that our homes really can be a fortress of spirituality and protection, and truly a place of refuge from the world. Elder Rasband said, "As we live with devotion born of faith in Jesus Christ, we will feel the peaceful presence of the Holy Ghost, who guides us to truth, inspires us to live worthy of the Lord's blessings, and bears witness that God lives and loves us. All this within the fortress of our own homes." In my life, I consider the temple, church, and my Crestwood apartment as holy places because of the experiences that happened there, and the Spirit that was felt. As we sacrifice, love, serve, testify of Christ, and kneel in prayer, our homes will become holy, helping our lives be holy.
Monday, May 27, 2019
Letter #91
So, turns out that I didn't hit send last week.
Let's get the run down.
So yes, João Pedro was baptized last Saturday and is still giving us administrative problems.
We had transfers but both Elder Gomes and I stayed together for my last six weeks (what?).
We went to a meeting with President Marsh and President Cooper (from the Brazil Brasília mission) where we were asked to present some of our stuff to them.
The youngest Federal judge in Brasil and the former president of Hanes are a formidable crowd.
We also found a classic childhood toy:
And we started teaching Tiago, a man who we found because he had a leprechaun on his shoulder and I remembered my basketball roots. Classic.
Love,
Elder 4-Leaf Slingshot Champ
Let's get the run down.
So yes, João Pedro was baptized last Saturday and is still giving us administrative problems.
We had transfers but both Elder Gomes and I stayed together for my last six weeks (what?).
We went to a meeting with President Marsh and President Cooper (from the Brazil Brasília mission) where we were asked to present some of our stuff to them.
The youngest Federal judge in Brasil and the former president of Hanes are a formidable crowd.
We also found a classic childhood toy:
And we started teaching Tiago, a man who we found because he had a leprechaun on his shoulder and I remembered my basketball roots. Classic.
Love,
Elder 4-Leaf Slingshot Champ
Sunday, May 26, 2019
With All My Love
Elder Schenewark,
Missed hearing from you last week. Phone call or not - say hello!
It's been a busy week. Noah Duncan was in Texas for a feral pig ranch shoot out. He knew folks that were gifted with a three day $600 per day trip, that did not want to use it, and drove in with some friends. Cooper drove down to the Austin area early Thursday morning to pick him up and bring him back home.
Thursday they ate a quick dinner and were back out the door at Cooper's friend's graduation party, a good friend from the Weatherford ward. Friday evening they were back out again watching a friend's play, and then another party. Saturday evening Cooper had to work at Stumpy's.
What a blessing Noah's been! He helped with the tree cluster out front hacking and sawing off tree limbs, loading debris in the tractor trailer, blow torching recently cut limbs so keep them sealed from bugs, pulling vines out of the trees. You get the picture. The area looks so much better! That was Friday. And boys with their toys are happy to help!
Saturday the project was to fix the broken sewer sprinkler head Sawyer ran over dumping debris on Friday. This is the first time a broken sprinkler head has involved repairing the PVC pipe, but Noah knew how to dig down, cut, and re-cement the new pipe. Then the vacuum broke. The short I've been nursing along for years required cutting and rewiring, and Noah knew how to do that as well.
In honor of his help Noah got to pick the movie, and the ice cream flavors.
Saturday morning I spent at my first Search and Rescue meeting, without the dog. I have a lot to do before I can be eligible to bring him, and then will have to determine if he's eligible to be trained. If I had the combination of Ranger's obsessive ball drive with Wagner's non aggressive behavior, he'd be perfect. Wagner is obsessive about walking, so I hope to convert a toy to that drive. He could be trained in trailing (finding alive or last seen Alzheimer patients, juveniles, missing) or human remain detection (tornadoes, homicides) or both.
Between Friday afternoon's debris removal and Saturday morning's hikes, I spent last night, all night, itching the newly developed poison ivy and hundreds of bug bites I didn't know I had. And I was wearing long sleeved shirts, pants, and boots both times, with bug spray! Miserable!
Your siblings finished up school with a half a day Wednesday afternoon. There was much rejoicing and a few corn dogs eaten at their celebratory lunch. Sawyer and Miller's favorite past time, in their first week of school free time is to play Blitz ball in the backyard. They're willing to mow, they've measured the field, and constructed a back stop they put up and take back down. I love it.
Both boys have been invited to play on all star teams, Sawyer's is based out of Stephenville thanks to a co worker of Dad's at Tarleton. Sawyer will also be playing basketball in the Glen Rose summer league, both leagues for free.
Speaking of baseball, Dad took the two boys on Tuesday to a Rangers game. I can't remember the team they were playing, but Miller had on a Ranger shirt, and the other team's hat. They were prepared to buy tickets when the arrived, but a man that couldn't stay offered them three of his season tickets, allowing them to be behind home plate. Such a blessing. And no nose bleeds. Miller got a ball. He has been asking all season to go to a game, and was so excited to go. Happy graduation from elementary school!
Miller's award ceremony was Monday. Of notable mention is his perfect score in Mathematics on the STAR test, all A's all year, all E's all year (excellent behavior), highest AR reader in class, and third overall in the fifth grade.
Breyer also had her award ceremony. She received the third highest AR reader in her class, and all E's. I know I'm missing something, but I don't have her certificates in front of me at the moment.
And of course this weekend, especially tomorrow, we celebrate as a nation Memorial Day, those who died wearing their uniform. Dad took me and the kids to Granbury's Field of Flags. Each year it gets a bit bigger and better, and was very well visited while we were there. This year they added photos and a paragraph or two on those who had died serving. I learned that the BlackHawk Down movie was based on a man that was born here in Texas. We're considering painting the field's rusty fence as Sawyer's Eagle Scout project.
We took Noah to Granbury's lighted boat parade, the opening of boat season. It was much bigger than the closing of boat season Labor Day parade. We still need to find a better viewing spot, as the boats turned around before even coming close to us, and were on the other side of the lake. But it was nice to sit together for a minute, with the dog.
I read Elder Bednar’s “Prepared to Obtain Every Needful Thing” where he explained that the programs and activities of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints are becoming ever more home centered and Church supported. My favorite question was instead of asking, “What did you learn about the Savior and His gospel today at church?” we should be asking, “What did you learn about the Savior and His gospel this week in your home?” I asked this question at home before family prayer, and no one reflected enough to comment. I told them how I appreciated Noah's willingness to serve us, as a visitor, as would the Savior. That was the challenge of the week, taking responsibility for their learning in our home.
Bednar said, “Each member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has an individual responsibility to learn and live the Lord’s teachings and to receive by proper authority the ordinances of salvation and exaltation. We should not expect the Church as an organization to teach or tell us everything we need to know and do to become devoted disciples and endure valiantly to the end. Rather, our personal responsibility is to learn what we should learn, to live as we know we should live, and to become who the Master would have us become. And our homes are the ultimate setting for learning, living, and becoming… Making our homes sanctuaries wherein we can “stand in holy places” is essential in these latter days. And as important as home-centered and Church-supported learning is for our spiritual strength and protection today, it will be even more vital in the future.”
Continue to learn, stay safe, and finish strong.
Love,
Mom
Missed hearing from you last week. Phone call or not - say hello!
It's been a busy week. Noah Duncan was in Texas for a feral pig ranch shoot out. He knew folks that were gifted with a three day $600 per day trip, that did not want to use it, and drove in with some friends. Cooper drove down to the Austin area early Thursday morning to pick him up and bring him back home.
Thursday they ate a quick dinner and were back out the door at Cooper's friend's graduation party, a good friend from the Weatherford ward. Friday evening they were back out again watching a friend's play, and then another party. Saturday evening Cooper had to work at Stumpy's.
What a blessing Noah's been! He helped with the tree cluster out front hacking and sawing off tree limbs, loading debris in the tractor trailer, blow torching recently cut limbs so keep them sealed from bugs, pulling vines out of the trees. You get the picture. The area looks so much better! That was Friday. And boys with their toys are happy to help!
Saturday the project was to fix the broken sewer sprinkler head Sawyer ran over dumping debris on Friday. This is the first time a broken sprinkler head has involved repairing the PVC pipe, but Noah knew how to dig down, cut, and re-cement the new pipe. Then the vacuum broke. The short I've been nursing along for years required cutting and rewiring, and Noah knew how to do that as well.
In honor of his help Noah got to pick the movie, and the ice cream flavors.
Saturday morning I spent at my first Search and Rescue meeting, without the dog. I have a lot to do before I can be eligible to bring him, and then will have to determine if he's eligible to be trained. If I had the combination of Ranger's obsessive ball drive with Wagner's non aggressive behavior, he'd be perfect. Wagner is obsessive about walking, so I hope to convert a toy to that drive. He could be trained in trailing (finding alive or last seen Alzheimer patients, juveniles, missing) or human remain detection (tornadoes, homicides) or both.
Between Friday afternoon's debris removal and Saturday morning's hikes, I spent last night, all night, itching the newly developed poison ivy and hundreds of bug bites I didn't know I had. And I was wearing long sleeved shirts, pants, and boots both times, with bug spray! Miserable!
Your siblings finished up school with a half a day Wednesday afternoon. There was much rejoicing and a few corn dogs eaten at their celebratory lunch. Sawyer and Miller's favorite past time, in their first week of school free time is to play Blitz ball in the backyard. They're willing to mow, they've measured the field, and constructed a back stop they put up and take back down. I love it.
Both boys have been invited to play on all star teams, Sawyer's is based out of Stephenville thanks to a co worker of Dad's at Tarleton. Sawyer will also be playing basketball in the Glen Rose summer league, both leagues for free.
Speaking of baseball, Dad took the two boys on Tuesday to a Rangers game. I can't remember the team they were playing, but Miller had on a Ranger shirt, and the other team's hat. They were prepared to buy tickets when the arrived, but a man that couldn't stay offered them three of his season tickets, allowing them to be behind home plate. Such a blessing. And no nose bleeds. Miller got a ball. He has been asking all season to go to a game, and was so excited to go. Happy graduation from elementary school!
Miller's award ceremony was Monday. Of notable mention is his perfect score in Mathematics on the STAR test, all A's all year, all E's all year (excellent behavior), highest AR reader in class, and third overall in the fifth grade.
Breyer also had her award ceremony. She received the third highest AR reader in her class, and all E's. I know I'm missing something, but I don't have her certificates in front of me at the moment.
And of course this weekend, especially tomorrow, we celebrate as a nation Memorial Day, those who died wearing their uniform. Dad took me and the kids to Granbury's Field of Flags. Each year it gets a bit bigger and better, and was very well visited while we were there. This year they added photos and a paragraph or two on those who had died serving. I learned that the BlackHawk Down movie was based on a man that was born here in Texas. We're considering painting the field's rusty fence as Sawyer's Eagle Scout project.
We took Noah to Granbury's lighted boat parade, the opening of boat season. It was much bigger than the closing of boat season Labor Day parade. We still need to find a better viewing spot, as the boats turned around before even coming close to us, and were on the other side of the lake. But it was nice to sit together for a minute, with the dog.
I read Elder Bednar’s “Prepared to Obtain Every Needful Thing” where he explained that the programs and activities of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints are becoming ever more home centered and Church supported. My favorite question was instead of asking, “What did you learn about the Savior and His gospel today at church?” we should be asking, “What did you learn about the Savior and His gospel this week in your home?” I asked this question at home before family prayer, and no one reflected enough to comment. I told them how I appreciated Noah's willingness to serve us, as a visitor, as would the Savior. That was the challenge of the week, taking responsibility for their learning in our home.
Bednar said, “Each member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has an individual responsibility to learn and live the Lord’s teachings and to receive by proper authority the ordinances of salvation and exaltation. We should not expect the Church as an organization to teach or tell us everything we need to know and do to become devoted disciples and endure valiantly to the end. Rather, our personal responsibility is to learn what we should learn, to live as we know we should live, and to become who the Master would have us become. And our homes are the ultimate setting for learning, living, and becoming… Making our homes sanctuaries wherein we can “stand in holy places” is essential in these latter days. And as important as home-centered and Church-supported learning is for our spiritual strength and protection today, it will be even more vital in the future.”
Love,
Mom
Friday, May 24, 2019
Boys and Their Toys at Work
Machetes, blow torches, saws, knives, spikes, hammers and tractors.
What boy wouldn't want to help?
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Miller Moments
First place classroom, AR Reading
Third overall Fifth Grade AR Reading
Perfect STAR score Mathematics
and Exceptional in Reading
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
Sunday, May 19, 2019
With All My Love
Good Morning, Elder Schenewark!
Happy Mother's Day to Me! It was wonderful to talk to you, to feel of your sweet, sweet spirit and to see your every handsome face. I held back the tears until after we disconnected. It had to be the latest call ever in the history of Mother's Day calls, but surely the best. And since I'm not able to partake in the Monday calls, this was wonderful.
We're still in the wrapping up school mode. Folders, papers, workbooks are starting to litter table tops and back pack areas from teacher send homes, and last minute project supplies. Tennis shoes and socks that have lasted the school year are sporting holes near the toes. Lunch boxes are sticky inside and out. Pant legs and hair cuts are getting shorter. Anti sandwich lunch campaigns increasing.
The TannMarie duo are incommunicado in Australia. Your never-know-what-to-expect brother doesn't disappoint with his Saturday evening activity - a concealed carry class. Your wingman is learning how to be an adult in an adult world with work schedules conflicting with graduation parties, and senior activities.
Miller's regular season ended with a tournament Thursday and Friday. They were in first place, so had an easy bracket, but were evenly matched in the championship game. Miller pitched the entire game, five innings in overtime, and had 12 strike outs, and two diving tag outs on a runner heading home. Essentially he was responsible for 13 out of the possible 15 outs. But they lost by one point. He was very sad. We had a nice discussion about why he could feel upset about the game, mainly that with every pitch - he had the most invested in the game. He still got a nice ring. They were not the better team, but he was able to carry his team the entire season.
Cooper had the senior awards ceremony on Thursday, and walked away disappointed with only paper in his hand. You know the feeling well.
Sawyer had his end of baseball party, and was called up to accept the MVP award for the JV team.
Friday at work the Dallas Sheriff's Department had their annual Fallen Deputy Memorial - commemorating the lives of 19 deputies lost. It's a touching tribute, with 19 squad cars with lights, helicoptors, Taps, prayers and songs. It's a touching ceremony, and always sobering. I got up Saturday to begin Wagner's search and rescue training, but it was called off due to the rain.
These are just some of the things that we touched upon this week. Our minds are always precariously vague by the end of the week - but I think I've covered the highlights. Saturday night Dad decided he was cleaning out the game cabinet and last night we began our play-the-game-to-see-if-we-want-to-keep-the-game-we-never-play challenge. He began with Blurt. It's a keeper. I think any game we play we'll keep. We have such a good time together - lots of laughs - and Breyer and I teamed up and won both games. Next!
While reading The Immediate Goodness of God by Elder Kyle S. McKay, was touched by his sweet message. Thankful that it is not my time of need yet, I was lifted up by his message, and thought of you. He said, “Even while we are patiently waiting upon the Lord, there are certain blessings that come to us immediately. The immediate goodness of God comes to all who call upon Him with real intent and full purpose of hear. I promise that as you turn to Him with real intent and full purpose of heart, He will deliver you from everything that threatens to diminish or destroy your life or joy. That deliverance may take longer than you would like—perhaps a lifetime or longer. So, to give you comfort, courage, and hope, to sustain and strengthen you to that day of ultimate deliverance, I commend to you and testify of the immediate goodness of God.”
Stay safe! Lots of love,
Mom
Happy Mother's Day to Me! It was wonderful to talk to you, to feel of your sweet, sweet spirit and to see your every handsome face. I held back the tears until after we disconnected. It had to be the latest call ever in the history of Mother's Day calls, but surely the best. And since I'm not able to partake in the Monday calls, this was wonderful.
We're still in the wrapping up school mode. Folders, papers, workbooks are starting to litter table tops and back pack areas from teacher send homes, and last minute project supplies. Tennis shoes and socks that have lasted the school year are sporting holes near the toes. Lunch boxes are sticky inside and out. Pant legs and hair cuts are getting shorter. Anti sandwich lunch campaigns increasing.
The TannMarie duo are incommunicado in Australia. Your never-know-what-to-expect brother doesn't disappoint with his Saturday evening activity - a concealed carry class. Your wingman is learning how to be an adult in an adult world with work schedules conflicting with graduation parties, and senior activities.
My FAVORITE picture from Luzern, Switzerland - someday!
Your cousins reunited - bringing big sister back home
Miller's regular season ended with a tournament Thursday and Friday. They were in first place, so had an easy bracket, but were evenly matched in the championship game. Miller pitched the entire game, five innings in overtime, and had 12 strike outs, and two diving tag outs on a runner heading home. Essentially he was responsible for 13 out of the possible 15 outs. But they lost by one point. He was very sad. We had a nice discussion about why he could feel upset about the game, mainly that with every pitch - he had the most invested in the game. He still got a nice ring. They were not the better team, but he was able to carry his team the entire season.
Cooper had the senior awards ceremony on Thursday, and walked away disappointed with only paper in his hand. You know the feeling well.
Hannah's new Aurora - second Hutchins' grandchild
Sawyer had his end of baseball party, and was called up to accept the MVP award for the JV team.
Friday at work the Dallas Sheriff's Department had their annual Fallen Deputy Memorial - commemorating the lives of 19 deputies lost. It's a touching tribute, with 19 squad cars with lights, helicoptors, Taps, prayers and songs. It's a touching ceremony, and always sobering. I got up Saturday to begin Wagner's search and rescue training, but it was called off due to the rain.
Cousin Emily's rowing team
Going to Nationals in Florida June!
These are just some of the things that we touched upon this week. Our minds are always precariously vague by the end of the week - but I think I've covered the highlights. Saturday night Dad decided he was cleaning out the game cabinet and last night we began our play-the-game-to-see-if-we-want-to-keep-the-game-we-never-play challenge. He began with Blurt. It's a keeper. I think any game we play we'll keep. We have such a good time together - lots of laughs - and Breyer and I teamed up and won both games. Next!
While reading The Immediate Goodness of God by Elder Kyle S. McKay, was touched by his sweet message. Thankful that it is not my time of need yet, I was lifted up by his message, and thought of you. He said, “Even while we are patiently waiting upon the Lord, there are certain blessings that come to us immediately. The immediate goodness of God comes to all who call upon Him with real intent and full purpose of hear. I promise that as you turn to Him with real intent and full purpose of heart, He will deliver you from everything that threatens to diminish or destroy your life or joy. That deliverance may take longer than you would like—perhaps a lifetime or longer. So, to give you comfort, courage, and hope, to sustain and strengthen you to that day of ultimate deliverance, I commend to you and testify of the immediate goodness of God.”
Stay safe! Lots of love,
Mom
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