Monday, November 5, 2018

Letter #63

Another phenomenal week, filled with blessings and blessings and laughs. Unfortunately, my adapter broke, so for now I'm out of the picture sending business Also, I left my planner at home, so all the things I had to talk about have slipped my mind. So, really quick, what I remember.

Another missionary decided to eat shrimp while on the toilet, didn't like the look of one and also decided not to flush.Imagine my suprise to open the lid and see a friendly crusacean waving at me while swimming with his lumpy brown friends.

While visiting a less active family, the son (who is active and requested the visit) was touched by our lesson about making choices based on what the Lord wants and not on what the other people want. In fact so touched that he got up, in the middle of the lesson, didnt' say a word, went and took a shower and shaved and left. Three days later, we find out that he is engaged and ready to be married in December. The Lord works in mysterious ways.

And lastly, I have been studying a lot on pride (obviously not something that I need to work on but it's worth a couple of page flips in the ol' sciptures. I was touched by the story of King Lamoni's father. Initially very closed off to the gospel, he was touched by the example of Ammon. So touched in fact that when Aaron arrived in his palace, he begged, and even ordered them to teach him. His heart had been so opened by the example of Ammon that he received the answer to his prayer instantly and in a spectacular manner.

Am I the type of example that can help the spirit open the hearts of the people? Am I being the example that Christ was and that his servants were? Not yet, but I know that it's possible, it's a promise of the Lord that we can become even as He was. It won't be an instant change, but it's the least that we can do to try to repay a portion of the debt that we have.

I love you all, until next week



Elder Reaper of Arms

Sunday, November 4, 2018

With All My Love

Dear Elder Schenewark,

Good morning! I loved last week’s analogy of the Boston Hancock building. I’ve been there.  I’ve driven by many times. But I never knew the story about the changing lights. Thank you. I'll share with you how the fall season is here. The trees are turning colors, the air is a bit crisper - and we need to get our chimney cleaned!

Have you found out why you can’t receive packages? Is there a way we can send one that has been successful? Does your President know?

Your father has finally taken your advice to heart, for which we’re all very grateful. For close to three weeks he’s avoided all sugar, most carbohydrates, and already has loose clothing. But his diligence to exercise more than once a day has made the biggest difference. He has access to a lab at work, where a kind co-worker will be drawing his blood weekly. Already there is a tremendous difference. So thank you for sharing your blessings with your father. The only thing he is concerned about, now, is his vision. He has an appointment on Monday to have his prescription adjusted. Rest easy on this.

Halloween began and ended with lots of rain, a rather soggy way to end the festivities. The kids forgot about the Bentwater celebration, and get no party at school, so the church activity was really the bonus this year. The mutual kids, since Halloween was on a Wednesday, tried to go to a neighborhood together, in costume, but it was too wet.

Friday your siblings had a half a day, at the end of their six week grading period. They came home, quickly collected necessary items, and headed out with your father for a scout camp out at the Dinosaur State Park. Even Breyer got in on the action as due to Sawyer and Miller having athletic events only Cooper spent the night. In his hammock. After a rousing game of Capture the Flag. Miller did pass off a few things, including preparing and cooking

Sawyer had another injury – middle finger on his right hand. He was doing partner sit-ups, passing a weighted ball back and forth. While in the down position, arms extended above his head, someone dropped another ball on top of his ball, crushing the tip of his finger. I spent 45 minutes trying to get him out of school for an X ray, which is a whole other matter. The X ray showed his finger was not fractured but displaced. Think of the tiny finger bone at the top tilted sideways. He’s been wearing a finger brace to protect it from getting bumped, but there’s not much else that will happen.


Sawyer was asked to play in the JV scrimmage Saturday morning, along with two other freshmen.  We thought he was wonderful but of course we’re just a bit in love. He scored the first point of the game with a three pointer, and followed up with 3 out of 4 at the line, responsible for 6 out of the 8 points. The second quarter was unmentionable, but the third he kicked it back into gear and scored two more at the line, and a couple of points, including the last basket of the game on an impressive post up twist and turn fancy maneuver.  His comments were that he’s a bit out of shape, even after playing all fall with the team, and indeed the varsity appeared a bit quicker. But there’s no doubt he was the high scorer of the match up, and the main point guard.



Sawyer and Cooper spent a bit of time and were able to fix my F piano key - it gets sound, just not normal sound. We all agreed it is better than it was. The boys have decided that the two side panels are coming out, and Cooper will cut a plastic see-through panel instead so they can watch the inner workings of the piano while playing. I think it's a fabulous idea. Stay tuned (ha!).


Because of all the rain outs Miller had to play three baseball games within 24 hours, and one Thursday evening. Thursday evening he caught two innings in 85 degrees, then was put in as pitcher and didn’t do so well. On Friday night where he came out pitching like his life depended on it. I think he had five strike outs in a row. He believes the key to his success was because of Dad’s taking him to a Ranger’s game. While there he noticed all the pitchers playing catch with a football. So he threw the football before he went to his game. I worked overtime and drove straight to his game, so I had no idea until we were talking after both his games Saturday. He caught the second game, and started the third game. He was so tired! They didn’t win any of the games, which was expected. They’re truly the Bad News Bears team. But Miller has learned a few things which would not be learned any other way. His thinking game has definitely improved, as he tries to prepare for the possibilities of any play. He’s done more talking to his teammates. He goes up to bat knowing he’s needed and he can make a difference, and comes through every time. He had two triples in his last game, multiple RBI’s. I think he had a triple in Friday’s game as well as a double.  He has one regular season game Tuesday, and an end of the season tournament on Saturday.


Hunter fed your brother Tanner tonight at his house - trout. They then all Face timed over here. Family. Love mine so much! We talked about trout, trout flavor. Hunter's date this week, and how she won't make a second date. We laughed over Nora saying, "Hi," and her walking every where.



We talked of how Tanner is leaning towards Washington DC and Dallas for his first job after law school. He actually has to apply next year, in his second year. Moments like this when we're all gathered around the table, and they're all gathered in Hunter's room, is when I miss you the most. We're not quite complete. Thank goodness we know where you are, and what you are doing.

Love,

Mom

Saturday, November 3, 2018

Friday, November 2, 2018

Texas Coach


Three page spread by Dr. J

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Happy Halloween!







Book character, The Princess in Black by Shannon Hale

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Monday, October 29, 2018

Letter #62

What an, as always, fantastic week.If you read the subject line, lemme tell you that it's NOT actually the weirdest thing I ate this week.Unfortunately, I left the ol' camera at home, but next week I'll have the world series photo shoot. So yes, let's see if google can help

IT CAN

So, yes, here is the mixy mix that I ate. For my dearest Father's health concerns, I will not mention that the shrimp was raw and that the açai had been shipped in a mail truck over two weeks ago. So, not mentioned.


Interesting. Tthe udda thing that was gulletted in south east Brazil this week is called buchaha de bode. Ffor ye men of little Portuguese (or Porter-guese), that is........goat stomach. It kinda looks like a balloon. Mom always taught me to not play with my food, but who can resist a good game of hot goat stomach?? Not I said this guy.



And last but not quite last, we found a couple of hats, and did that old classicly classic Indiana-Jones-and-sidekick bit. Unfortunately, I was short-strawed and played the part of Louisiana Young.

And lastly, thoughts of the week. With another Boston title this week, I thought a little of my beautiful city. For those of yous guys unfamiliar with the Hub, there is a building in the city called the Berkley Building (the old Hancock building). On top of this building, in this city, on the bay, on the Atlantic, there is a large syringe like looking needle on top. What makes this needle different is the lights.When the light is blue and steady, clear skies. Flashing blue, cloudy. Steady red, rain, and flashing red, snow.

Wouldn't it be nice to be able to look up and know exactly what is coming your way, in the moment, without delay?

Wouldn't you like a little light that starts blinking when you're gonna get goat stomach for lunch so you can call in sick ahead of time? It would be.

For this reason, we need a, how shall we say, spiritual syringe needle that lets us know what we are going to face.

For this reason, we have a little friendly old man who tells us.

It's comforting to know that when something big is coming our way, as He always has, Heavenly Father has given us this warning light.

Just like with Moses and Noah and all the others, when He wants to tell us what is coming, He sends us that IMS through that same prophetic way.

Love you all, I know that we have a living prophet. Until next week -



Elder in the Wrong Sized Hat

Sunday, October 28, 2018

With All My Love

Good morning Elder Schenewark!

I hope your week was wonderful. I’ve told several people several times this week, as I’ve been asked several times, that sending multiple missionaries doesn’t get easier. It gets longer. And harder. Oh well. Living in a day and age where weekly communication is possible, allows me to endure and endure well.

Monday evening for family home evening we were downtown in parade formation. Cooper was on the tennis team "float," obtaining place of honor in the bed of the pick up, with two other senior players. Sawyer was on a flatbed pulled behind a pick up truck with the basketball team. Both doused us with candy. And all the pee wee football floats threw candy at Miller, as he's well known in the elementary school athletic world. Even Breyer was hailed from female friends on cheer leader and elementary school floats. We came home with a huge bowlful of candy, and we haven't even reached the peak Halloween event week.


Well, your father and I have waited for 27 years for the Red Sox to meet the Dodgers in the World Series, and this year it finally happened. They haven't played each other in a World Series game for 104 years! So even though it's of no eternal consequence, considering baseball is the choice of sport for heavenly messengers, we're game.

The first game occurred Tuesday in my stomping grounds, and with a home win 8-5. We lasted until the seventh inning. Dad borrowed Gammons cable codes to log into the game. Not very heavenly, but funny. And his moans and groans when mistakes were made on his team were sometimes more entertaining than the game itself.

The Wednesday game was a Red Sox 4-2 win as well, but neither of us saw it.

The Friday game, in Los Angeles, was won by the Dodgers 3-2. After 18 innings! The first inning that any one scored was in the 13th, which ended 1-1. Crazy! Tanner was working on a legal brief, and appreciated the Red Sox keeping him company. The Sox won yesterday, and will probably finish the series with a win tonight. Thank goodness!


Breyer reading, having just discovered the joys of
Diary of a Wimpy Kid

Thursday evenings Miss B goes to gymnastics, and is one skill away from moving up to level 3: back hand springs on the trampoline. So this week and next she’ll be working only on that, which is very hard to do for the entire class. She’s very excited to demonstrate her new skills to AnneMarie at Christmas time. And if you remember, will do so gladly for you when you call.

Your father had to go to an overnight conference in Austin Friday, but when he returned Saturday afternoon he returned with lots of surprises. He stopped at the famous pie shop Blue Bonnet Café in Marble Falls and brought home a chocolate cream for us and a banana cream for his clerks. He also stopped off in Round Rock for their world famous donut, of which you ate many, and brought home a dozen for us to enjoy this morning. Friday evening all the boys went to the homecoming football game, Miller procuring his ticket in his school office for $4.00 They came home with twenty plus plastic footballs, and a dozen hand towels, all of which were thrown into the stands. Just want we needed. My kitchen draw makes good use of those towels, to be sure. Breyer and I always enjoy our time together, this night with popcorn and ice cream. She was willing to hang out in the back yard for a bit while I mowed, picking up pine cones along our back fence. By the amount of pine cones on the trees the winter looks to be cold!

Saturday morning we had our second week of piano lessons x 4. Sawyer and his friend were invited by Coach B to practice with varsity on Saturday, which included a pancake breakfast. They returned to Nathan’s home to help with his sister’s flooded car and lawn care. He did vacuum for me later! Both boys were dropped off for the annual Halloween party at the church. Due to the rising snake population outside the church, meaning rattlesnakes on the doorsteps every week, the event was held inside, even the bouncy house, which appears so much larger when inside the gym. Miller and I joined the end of the party as he had a 5 p.m. baseball game. He had an in-the-park home run, with two runners batted in. He also had a double. He played a great game of catch, and after three innings catching was put in as pitcher. He had strikes, and a strike out, but wasn’t up to his usual pitching game after catching in 85 degree weather.


In the talk “Now Is the Time” by Elder Jack N. Gerard he asked, “How [are] we doing as a family and individually? [Are] we living our lives consistent with the covenants we ha[ve] made and the Lord’s expectations, or ha[ve] we perhaps unintentionally allowed the cares of the world to distract us from those things which matter most?” Elder Gerard spoke of a life changing incident where “almost instantaneously in that anxious moment, my entire perspective changed. What seemed so important just moments earlier was now of little interest. My mind raced away from the comfort and cares of this life to an eternal perspective—thoughts of family, children, my wife, and ultimately an assessment of my own life. He invited us to “consider an important lesson learned from this experience: to step back from the world and assess your life. Or in the words of the doctor, if there is anything in your life you need to consider, now is the time.” You’re in a position to be free from the cares of the world, more than you’ll ever be while on your mission as you’re concentrating on what matters most. Enjoy this time.

Knowing we're one week closer to enjoying you -

Mom


Saturday, October 27, 2018