Not an easy transition

So I told you that Elder B. got transferred Wednesday.  It is good that he gets new opportunities and new challenges.  I hope that things go better for him in his new area.  I do have a few regrets, one was pure selfishness on my part.  I told him that I wanted to go on splits with him so that he could get a ride in the Crossfire (that's a two-seater sports car), but the real reason was that I wanted to hear his testimony and listen to him teach.  He said that he was sorry that I didn't get to go mountain biking with him.  I would have loved to do either of those activities, but that's the way things go.
 

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When my nephew was born and I met him for the first time, we bonded INSTANTLY.  I don't know what it was, but there was an instant connection that hasn't been broken.  I joke with my nephew that we are twins from different generations.  Well, when I first met Elder B.  I had that same feeling, he is like an "old soul" in a young body.  I will really miss him.

I am going to do things a little different from now on (if I can) and that is to try not to get too personal.  When Elder B. came he was fresh from the MTC and this was his first area, we tried to make things comfortable for him and make him feel at home.  That hurts too much.

One of the things am trying to do that is taught in Preach My Gospel is to have the Holy Ghost guide me in what to pray for.  I have been trying to let the spirit guide my prayers but it is harder than it sounds.  As I have been feeling maybe a little bittter about this change, I have felt the need to pray for the new elders and hold no resentment towards any anyone for any part of this change.  I even put some of their names on the temple rolls.  That's okay, isn't it? 

Elder U. is still here (he has only been here a week) and he got a brand new elder fresh from the MTC.  The new elder is from Arizona (another Elder B.  maybe I can call him Elder B2).   These guys are very busy and never seem to be home.  No chance to get to know these elders, I never see them.  They are very polite and respectful and I will love them like all the rest, just a little more distant. 

I did learn that these new guys are human.  P-day came and went and they might not have planned very well, so they ran out of toilet paper.  They came upstairs to borrow a roll, they promised to go to the convenience store and replace it, mom would have nothing of it.  She gave them a six-roll package and said to keep it.

I lied about never seeing them.  As I was on my way in to work Saturday at 6:30am I did see them, they were running in the neighborhood for their morning exercise.  I waved to them and they waved back, I doubt they recognized me, but that's okay.

The Lord loves all his missionaries!  May we pray for all of them, and especially for those that you care about.  Life is good!  Time is short.  Smile at the next person you see.  Hug someone you care about.  The Gospel of Jesus Christ is restored on the earth and He leads his church.  Be thankful for an inspired prophet who is President Monson.

Thanks for reading my blog.  May the Lord bless your efforts to support the missionaries and their work (oops, the Lord's work).  Keep those missionary referrals coming.