Hello Everybody Who Reads These Things; It's Me, Elder Gates.
Well, As you can tell from the title, I'm training! It's going to be exciting, I'm sure. Nerve racking, but exciting. I knew it was going to happen, President basically told me so, but still, that was a scary call to get last night. I had planned out some smart alec thing to say and everything (You mean I can actually stay in an area for three whole transfers??) but all that came out was "Well, if it's what the Lord thinks I can do...." When he poses the calling in the good-ol' "I feel very strongly that the Lord wants you to train next transfer," it makes it really hard to say much more than that. I nearly just said "Uhhhh..." like some idiot, so what I did get out was fairly intelligent comparitively, if you ask me.
This week wasn't terribly interesting, really, so going through a day by day play by play like last week would be even more boring than last week. So, highlights included seeing the garbage garden, as we call it. It's this lot of land in town that some guy has just collected garbage and put together to look kind of artistic. It's a cool place for pictures, but we met the guy. He's...out there. And on the city council. He uses what BS stands for the way most of us use the word Stuff. Literally. But yeah, that was a cool place to see.
Besides that, it seems like a lot of our stuff has been visiting members Elder Sheffer wanted pictures with before he left. I didn't mind, a lot of visiting the garbage garden was for that reason, too.
In the way of missionary work, the coolest thing that happened this week was taking an RM around with us and getting a member present and new investigator with him. We were trying to visit the son of a Recent Convert from here. His mom, Alice, had joined in December or something like that and then, after being taught the New Member Lessons, went back to Africa where she was from to try to help build up the church there. Anyway, her son, a guy in his twenties, I'd say, is still living in town here, and one of the Elders that had baptized his mother told us to stop by and see him. And we have been hurting for member presents because we just are not getting any return appointments so we took that RM along. We knocked on the door and luckily the guy was there. At first he seemed uninterested completely. But then I told him that what we teach doesn't have to take forever, it can only take a few minutes for us to just explain what we're all about (because he didn't understand what the difference was between us and other religions). After I said that he let us in and we taught a first. While I did not commit him to baptism as we've been trained to on the first lessons now, it went pretty good. He's still skeptical, but with all the seemingly unskeptical people that turn out to be completely uninterested, a skeptical person might just be a breath of fresh air.
So, yeah, that's the news. I'll let you know about my new comp in my next email.
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"But nevertheless, deep water is what I am wont to swim in." D&C 127:2
Elder Charlie Gates
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Of Videotaping Fireflies and Other Interesting Failures
My bet is that you're looking at this email right now thinking "Dang, isn't it a few days late?" It is. The library in Mason City is not open due to sewage problems. Bunch of crap, if you ask me (that's not a downer attitude, it's just fact). So, yeah, we just got sick of waiting for the sick stuff to be cleared out so we went to Clear Lake. Interesting sentence.
So, yeah, this week. I guess I'll attempt a day-by-day replay.
Monday: We were planning on going down south and having some good lessons with an investigator and members but both of those fell through. So we didn't and just tried to get things done around here. Key word: Tried.
Tuesday: I just realized I emailed last tuesday. Well, we ended up using most of the day on email then buying a new air filter because we had forgotten the day before. Then a dinner appointment and such.
Wednesday: Tried to visit a lot of people (that dang "try" word. Yoda would hate me.) and did some knocking before eating with a part member family. They were way cool. Hopefully he joins at some point.
Thursday: District Meeting in Fort Dodge (Please look up that distance on a map). Once we got back and that we were able to go visit our main investigator for a little bit before heading home.
Friday: Weekly Planned and then went to work on building a ramp for some members of the ward. We dug post holes and laid the posts and began putting on the supports that night. With our little holes, going two feet deep, we managed to cut their phone line. Wouldn't have thought you would have needed to call in about that at a farmhouse. But the next day was really fun.
Saturday: More people came out this day to do work on the ramp. Many of the members tried to take charge, some not realizing that others were the ones that knew what they were talking about. My companion jumped on in trying to figure out what to do, and I enjoyed just doing what I was told and laughing at the incongruous ideas. Rest of the day was spent trying to visit people, teaching a Recent Convert on a doorstep, and having correlation with our Ward Mission Leader.
Sunday: Drove around for awhile trying to visit people with our ward mission leader. Failed. Went to a few members homes for dinner then to visit and give the sacrament to.
Monday: Bought a camera! Went to dinner at a members home.
Tuesday: Went to Service, met our landlord, drove around with our ward mission leader again and actually caught somebody at home this time! Met with them for maybe thirty minutes before we had to go again. Saw Fireflies for the first time in my life. That was exciting! I tried to videotape them with my new camera, but apparently that's a little tough. There weren't a lot of them, so there should be more later in the summer. I'm excited.
Today: Had lunch with a couple older ladies who can't have us over because they have no males in their homes so they took us out to a place called Taco Tico. Came to email.
Well, that's the gist. Hope you enjoyed it.
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
So, yeah, this week. I guess I'll attempt a day-by-day replay.
Monday: We were planning on going down south and having some good lessons with an investigator and members but both of those fell through. So we didn't and just tried to get things done around here. Key word: Tried.
Tuesday: I just realized I emailed last tuesday. Well, we ended up using most of the day on email then buying a new air filter because we had forgotten the day before. Then a dinner appointment and such.
Wednesday: Tried to visit a lot of people (that dang "try" word. Yoda would hate me.) and did some knocking before eating with a part member family. They were way cool. Hopefully he joins at some point.
Thursday: District Meeting in Fort Dodge (Please look up that distance on a map). Once we got back and that we were able to go visit our main investigator for a little bit before heading home.
Friday: Weekly Planned and then went to work on building a ramp for some members of the ward. We dug post holes and laid the posts and began putting on the supports that night. With our little holes, going two feet deep, we managed to cut their phone line. Wouldn't have thought you would have needed to call in about that at a farmhouse. But the next day was really fun.
Saturday: More people came out this day to do work on the ramp. Many of the members tried to take charge, some not realizing that others were the ones that knew what they were talking about. My companion jumped on in trying to figure out what to do, and I enjoyed just doing what I was told and laughing at the incongruous ideas. Rest of the day was spent trying to visit people, teaching a Recent Convert on a doorstep, and having correlation with our Ward Mission Leader.
Sunday: Drove around for awhile trying to visit people with our ward mission leader. Failed. Went to a few members homes for dinner then to visit and give the sacrament to.
Monday: Bought a camera! Went to dinner at a members home.
Tuesday: Went to Service, met our landlord, drove around with our ward mission leader again and actually caught somebody at home this time! Met with them for maybe thirty minutes before we had to go again. Saw Fireflies for the first time in my life. That was exciting! I tried to videotape them with my new camera, but apparently that's a little tough. There weren't a lot of them, so there should be more later in the summer. I'm excited.
Today: Had lunch with a couple older ladies who can't have us over because they have no males in their homes so they took us out to a place called Taco Tico. Came to email.
Well, that's the gist. Hope you enjoyed it.
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Remembering All of Our Fallen War Heroes, Music Heroes, Book of Mormon Heroes, and Superheroes
It's tough coming up with new ways to greet all yall every week,
So, critical, life-changing experiences that occurred this past week:
1) Went and visited the Place Where the Music Died. Got a picture next to it. I'll attach it. It's literally out in a corn field. No surprise there.
2) Every Memorial Day weekend in Mason City there's a parade with all sorts of marching bands (paying tribute to the Music Man I'm sure) and floats and all sorts of fun stuff. Huge crowds come out from states around to see the big parade. This was my chance to see the thing that makes Mason City famous, see buttloads of cool old cars, take awesome pictures and talk to hundreds of people about the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ. One of those once-in-a-lifetime things that sound like I wouldn't miss it for the world, right? Wrong, I missed the whole thing. Didn't see any of it. Why? I was helping a member of the ward lay sod in his yard. I figured that was more important. So go ahead, check it out online and see the big parade I didn't see! KIMT is the local news station here in Mason City so you can check out their website for coverage.
3) I helped make cotton candy for the scouts to sell during the parade I didn't go to. Making cotton candy is pretty much not a glorious thing. Cotton candy was flying all over and it was sticky (yet tasty). I had some before I got sick of it, but my comp...well, it seemed like it might have been cotton candy laced with caffeine and meth the way he reacted to it. Great kid, ya gotta love him.
4) Went on exchanges down to Boone where our zone leaders are. Pretty much like the rest of the state. I got to see Mount Boone. That picture will be included, too. I was quite surprised to see a "mountain" in Iowa. Oh, I also got to help with committing a couple of their investigators to baptism. That was way cool. No luck doing that back here in Mason City, though.
5) A couple non-investigator-yet-very-nice-nonmembers gave us some awesome stuff this week. One of the couples gave us both full sets of disc golfing discs, and the other couple gave us two La-Z-Boy Recliners!!!! People out here are so nice, as long as they realize you aren't Sons of Perdition.
Really, that's about it. Oh, you're wondering about missionary work here in Mason City. It's pretty slow. Really just trying to get the balls rolling. We're working with a few members, both less active and active, and helping them overcome their problems. It's tough, though, and slow going. And it hit me this week how TRUE what we say is! No science, logic, ANYTHING can disprove it, because it all PROVES it. You cannot, logically, fight against what we say, because logic proves that this is true. And this fact, instead of making me excited about sharing the message, made me angry! I was pretty dang upset that people would fight us on this! But I had to get that anger out or else I'd stoop to the level of those missionaries who Bible bash. I refuse to do that. I'll discuss things, but as soon as it's contentious I'm out of there. Nobody benefits from that.
Anyway, I'm ranting. I'll go ahead and start uploading pictures. Love you all!
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
So, critical, life-changing experiences that occurred this past week:
1) Went and visited the Place Where the Music Died. Got a picture next to it. I'll attach it. It's literally out in a corn field. No surprise there.
2) Every Memorial Day weekend in Mason City there's a parade with all sorts of marching bands (paying tribute to the Music Man I'm sure) and floats and all sorts of fun stuff. Huge crowds come out from states around to see the big parade. This was my chance to see the thing that makes Mason City famous, see buttloads of cool old cars, take awesome pictures and talk to hundreds of people about the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ. One of those once-in-a-lifetime things that sound like I wouldn't miss it for the world, right? Wrong, I missed the whole thing. Didn't see any of it. Why? I was helping a member of the ward lay sod in his yard. I figured that was more important. So go ahead, check it out online and see the big parade I didn't see! KIMT is the local news station here in Mason City so you can check out their website for coverage.
3) I helped make cotton candy for the scouts to sell during the parade I didn't go to. Making cotton candy is pretty much not a glorious thing. Cotton candy was flying all over and it was sticky (yet tasty). I had some before I got sick of it, but my comp...well, it seemed like it might have been cotton candy laced with caffeine and meth the way he reacted to it. Great kid, ya gotta love him.
4) Went on exchanges down to Boone where our zone leaders are. Pretty much like the rest of the state. I got to see Mount Boone. That picture will be included, too. I was quite surprised to see a "mountain" in Iowa. Oh, I also got to help with committing a couple of their investigators to baptism. That was way cool. No luck doing that back here in Mason City, though.
5) A couple non-investigator-yet-very-nice-nonmembers gave us some awesome stuff this week. One of the couples gave us both full sets of disc golfing discs, and the other couple gave us two La-Z-Boy Recliners!!!! People out here are so nice, as long as they realize you aren't Sons of Perdition.
Really, that's about it. Oh, you're wondering about missionary work here in Mason City. It's pretty slow. Really just trying to get the balls rolling. We're working with a few members, both less active and active, and helping them overcome their problems. It's tough, though, and slow going. And it hit me this week how TRUE what we say is! No science, logic, ANYTHING can disprove it, because it all PROVES it. You cannot, logically, fight against what we say, because logic proves that this is true. And this fact, instead of making me excited about sharing the message, made me angry! I was pretty dang upset that people would fight us on this! But I had to get that anger out or else I'd stoop to the level of those missionaries who Bible bash. I refuse to do that. I'll discuss things, but as soon as it's contentious I'm out of there. Nobody benefits from that.
Anyway, I'm ranting. I'll go ahead and start uploading pictures. Love you all!
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
Monday, May 24, 2010
"HAVE FUN and BE HAPPY and DO GOOD STUFF! Or Something!"
Alooooo-HA!
THAT'S SO EXCITING THAT DAD GOT THE JOB!!!
I figured first thing's first.
Oh, and Mom, look on the bright side: You could have worked in the library in a branch. I've only seen that once so far, but the poor lady spent the entire time making sure their collection of Ensigns that go all the way back to when Peter, James, and John were doing the First Presidency Message were in chronological order. I walked in there to look around and was startled to find there was an actual librarian. The poor lady was disheartened to find out that I didn't really need anything. I probably should have asked her to make a copy of something unimportant, just to break up the monotony.
Anyway.
Oh, and yes, I got both the truffles and Zyrtec and the Cakes! All were still amazing tasting. Besides the Zyrtec, that never tastes good. I was surprised you didn't get more of the Costco 365 tablet bottle but that's cool!
Ok, so now for me and my stories.
It is heating up and humidifying up as well. I'm leaving little pools of sweat beneath my forearms on this desk when I pick them up. Yeah. It's gross. I can barely breath riding my bike around in it. Not that I'm complaining. It's just fact.
What DID I do this week? Um....
Well, we were unable to visit the place the music died last week. I will at some point, I can promise that.
Tuesday: Did community service at the soup line...I'm sorry, community kitchen...like we do every week, and then went to some members' home for dinner after doing some tracting and then went to an elderly couple's home to visit them. They've been taught a tad in the past, but mostly they just would have the missionaries over for playing cards. So, I'm just trying to figure out how to change it from playing rook or Phase 10 to teaching them about the gospel. Wish me luck there.
Wednesday! Oh, man, I can't believe I forgot about Wednesday! Ok, so, last week we went with some members to visit this guy that owns this tiny (and by tiny I mean MINUSCULE) little restaurant and answered his questions about the church. (Little side note. I accidentally pressed just the right buttons on these stupid DELL keyboards to erase my entire document. Such a good thing that myLDSmail.net went to google so it automatically saves drafts every few seconds.) Basically, what he got from it, was he wasn't sure why his Baptist Pastor thought Mormons were going to Hell, because we've accepted Jesus Christ as our Savior, and for Baptists that's all you have to do to be saved. So, he went back to his pastor, who had had whole sermons on how Mormons are going to Hell, and was able to convince his pastor that we are not, in fact, going to be thrust down. WOO!! You don't know how excited I was about that!! To actually be able to convince not only one man but effectively an entire congregation that Mormons aren't Hellians (well, for the most part) is a huge thing! So that was AWESOME.
Thursday. Traveled down south and visited an investigator there and a referral. Gave the investigator a blessing which he really appreciated and the referral's sister asked us how long it takes to become a member. I REALLY wish I could have said "Right now! You have some white clothes? A creek nearby?" but instead I told her the real answer. They both accepted copies of the Book of Mormon and are committed to read and pray and watch the Restoration and Finding Faith in Christ and a return appointment. That night we stayed in Hampton to save time for the next day which was Zone Conference.
Friday. Went to zone conference. Way cool. All of it was on teaching, either with power, or with the Spirit, and committing people on first lessons to baptismal dates. Way scary, but it's definitely possible. Now we just have to get into those appointments to get those dates set!
Saturday is a Special Day. Don't know why, probably because it's the only free day us law-abiding-Mormons have. Ended up with two dinner appointments. Lots of leftovers.
Sunday we spent most of the day going over the Ward list with members. But I did discover what my dream job is. Forget Psychologist or Columnist. Now my aspirations are set towards...drum roll please...a Sales Clerk at the Lego Store in the Mall of America!! After some members told me about that store I knew it was the job for me. Oh yeah. I know how to make my parents proud.
Well, that's about it. Just lovin' it.
Peace out homeskillets.
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
THAT'S SO EXCITING THAT DAD GOT THE JOB!!!
I figured first thing's first.
Oh, and Mom, look on the bright side: You could have worked in the library in a branch. I've only seen that once so far, but the poor lady spent the entire time making sure their collection of Ensigns that go all the way back to when Peter, James, and John were doing the First Presidency Message were in chronological order. I walked in there to look around and was startled to find there was an actual librarian. The poor lady was disheartened to find out that I didn't really need anything. I probably should have asked her to make a copy of something unimportant, just to break up the monotony.
Anyway.
Oh, and yes, I got both the truffles and Zyrtec and the Cakes! All were still amazing tasting. Besides the Zyrtec, that never tastes good. I was surprised you didn't get more of the Costco 365 tablet bottle but that's cool!
Ok, so now for me and my stories.
It is heating up and humidifying up as well. I'm leaving little pools of sweat beneath my forearms on this desk when I pick them up. Yeah. It's gross. I can barely breath riding my bike around in it. Not that I'm complaining. It's just fact.
What DID I do this week? Um....
Well, we were unable to visit the place the music died last week. I will at some point, I can promise that.
Tuesday: Did community service at the soup line...I'm sorry, community kitchen...like we do every week, and then went to some members' home for dinner after doing some tracting and then went to an elderly couple's home to visit them. They've been taught a tad in the past, but mostly they just would have the missionaries over for playing cards. So, I'm just trying to figure out how to change it from playing rook or Phase 10 to teaching them about the gospel. Wish me luck there.
Wednesday! Oh, man, I can't believe I forgot about Wednesday! Ok, so, last week we went with some members to visit this guy that owns this tiny (and by tiny I mean MINUSCULE) little restaurant and answered his questions about the church. (Little side note. I accidentally pressed just the right buttons on these stupid DELL keyboards to erase my entire document. Such a good thing that myLDSmail.net went to google so it automatically saves drafts every few seconds.) Basically, what he got from it, was he wasn't sure why his Baptist Pastor thought Mormons were going to Hell, because we've accepted Jesus Christ as our Savior, and for Baptists that's all you have to do to be saved. So, he went back to his pastor, who had had whole sermons on how Mormons are going to Hell, and was able to convince his pastor that we are not, in fact, going to be thrust down. WOO!! You don't know how excited I was about that!! To actually be able to convince not only one man but effectively an entire congregation that Mormons aren't Hellians (well, for the most part) is a huge thing! So that was AWESOME.
Thursday. Traveled down south and visited an investigator there and a referral. Gave the investigator a blessing which he really appreciated and the referral's sister asked us how long it takes to become a member. I REALLY wish I could have said "Right now! You have some white clothes? A creek nearby?" but instead I told her the real answer. They both accepted copies of the Book of Mormon and are committed to read and pray and watch the Restoration and Finding Faith in Christ and a return appointment. That night we stayed in Hampton to save time for the next day which was Zone Conference.
Friday. Went to zone conference. Way cool. All of it was on teaching, either with power, or with the Spirit, and committing people on first lessons to baptismal dates. Way scary, but it's definitely possible. Now we just have to get into those appointments to get those dates set!
Saturday is a Special Day. Don't know why, probably because it's the only free day us law-abiding-Mormons have. Ended up with two dinner appointments. Lots of leftovers.
Sunday we spent most of the day going over the Ward list with members. But I did discover what my dream job is. Forget Psychologist or Columnist. Now my aspirations are set towards...drum roll please...a Sales Clerk at the Lego Store in the Mall of America!! After some members told me about that store I knew it was the job for me. Oh yeah. I know how to make my parents proud.
Well, that's about it. Just lovin' it.
Peace out homeskillets.
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
Monday, May 17, 2010
For As Small As This World Is I Should Be Able to Jump Higher
Hello!
So, I think it's hilarious that you had to talk about me in Sacrament Meeting on short notice yesterday, mom, because basically the same stuff happened in our ward here. The missionaries here get to talk once a month, which I think is awesome, right along with the stake high councilman. The problem arose when the stake high councilman called saying he would not be able to make it. So what did they do? They had all the moms of missionaries in the ward stand up and talk about them. I couldn't help but think of you, mom. It's funny to think that a couple hours after I saw it happen here you were doing it back at home.
And speaking of odd connections to this branch, I seem to have a multitude of them.
#1-Elder Heyborne's first area was here. Way tiny connection compared to the rest.
#2-There is a member here with the last name McLane that looked a lot like a member with that same last name in Yankton. Turns out it's his brother. Bro and Sis McLane were some of my favorite people in Yankton.
Just wait, it's getting better.
#3-Also, in Yankton, there was another member who I loved who apparently once lived in this ward and is good friends with some members that just moved back from China. Very sweet people.
Now here's the real kicker.
#4-A member who's my age was going to BYU-I for school. He had not gotten an apartment yet, so he was going to be staying with his younger sister who is married. I decided to leave him with some good parting advice. There was this girl while I was there that I had met at a party and had fun hanging out with that night at a couple different movie parties but had never heard from again. So I told him to watch out for a girl with her name just in case she did the same thing to him. He replied "Well, I sure hope not, that's my sister's name." And then he froze. And began interrogating me. Yep. That's right. It was his sister, as he found out after calling her, a former member of this ward. And now, as all absolutely hilarious stories do, is spreading through the ward like wildfire. But, as all wildfire tends to do, it's getting misconstrued. So everybody keeps hearing that I dated her. Great. I actually think that would be less embarrassing than the actual story, but I still can't help but set the matter straight.
Sometimes I hate how small this world is.
Anyway, missionary work is going good, just trying to find people to teach. Found a cool lady who has had all sorts of deaths in her family and knows the bible so when we taught her the plan of salvation it didn't even seem like any surprise to her (kind of funny how when people really study the Bible, all we teach fits perfectly in). She's also a civil war reenactor(?).
Anyway, that's about it. Hope you laughed as hard as I have (you probably won't turn as red as I do) about #4.
Love you all,
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
So, I think it's hilarious that you had to talk about me in Sacrament Meeting on short notice yesterday, mom, because basically the same stuff happened in our ward here. The missionaries here get to talk once a month, which I think is awesome, right along with the stake high councilman. The problem arose when the stake high councilman called saying he would not be able to make it. So what did they do? They had all the moms of missionaries in the ward stand up and talk about them. I couldn't help but think of you, mom. It's funny to think that a couple hours after I saw it happen here you were doing it back at home.
And speaking of odd connections to this branch, I seem to have a multitude of them.
#1-Elder Heyborne's first area was here. Way tiny connection compared to the rest.
#2-There is a member here with the last name McLane that looked a lot like a member with that same last name in Yankton. Turns out it's his brother. Bro and Sis McLane were some of my favorite people in Yankton.
Just wait, it's getting better.
#3-Also, in Yankton, there was another member who I loved who apparently once lived in this ward and is good friends with some members that just moved back from China. Very sweet people.
Now here's the real kicker.
#4-A member who's my age was going to BYU-I for school. He had not gotten an apartment yet, so he was going to be staying with his younger sister who is married. I decided to leave him with some good parting advice. There was this girl while I was there that I had met at a party and had fun hanging out with that night at a couple different movie parties but had never heard from again. So I told him to watch out for a girl with her name just in case she did the same thing to him. He replied "Well, I sure hope not, that's my sister's name." And then he froze. And began interrogating me. Yep. That's right. It was his sister, as he found out after calling her, a former member of this ward. And now, as all absolutely hilarious stories do, is spreading through the ward like wildfire. But, as all wildfire tends to do, it's getting misconstrued. So everybody keeps hearing that I dated her. Great. I actually think that would be less embarrassing than the actual story, but I still can't help but set the matter straight.
Sometimes I hate how small this world is.
Anyway, missionary work is going good, just trying to find people to teach. Found a cool lady who has had all sorts of deaths in her family and knows the bible so when we taught her the plan of salvation it didn't even seem like any surprise to her (kind of funny how when people really study the Bible, all we teach fits perfectly in). She's also a civil war reenactor(?).
Anyway, that's about it. Hope you laughed as hard as I have (you probably won't turn as red as I do) about #4.
Love you all,
Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
Monday, May 10, 2010
Hello from Mason City, or "River City", Iowa
You don't know how excited I was to find out that I am currently residing in a town near where the music died!! I actually went out past Clear Lake just yesterday! I had no clue I'd ever be so close to such a historic location. I'll need to find out if there's some monument there marking where the Big Bopper, Buddy Holly, and Ritchie Valens died in that plane crash. So not only do I live where the man who wrote the Music Man is from (they even have The Music Man Square just across the street from where I am with a statue and all sorts of other things claiming it to be "River City" from the play) but I get to be where that music died. Way cool. Chris Williams must be jealous of me.
For all those who get these updates, Mason City is my second ward that I've served in during my mission, the largest area in my mission, and the largest town I've served in yet. It even has a mall and a Target and other stores besides Wal-Mart! I never thought I'd miss having places to shop. I'm just sick of Wally-World/The Chinese Warehouse/The Happy Place or whatever you want to call it.
The ward seems great and very nice. They all walked up to me to shake my hand, which is a big change from having to be the one to take the initiative in most places. Maybe what one member told me will be true. She said, "This will be your favorite area." Sort of presumptuous, but I like it.
They just had a baptism here the day before I arrived and so really right now is rebuilding the teaching pool. Fun stuff.
Well, sorry that's not much of an update, but I kind of just talked to my parents yesterday.
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
For all those who get these updates, Mason City is my second ward that I've served in during my mission, the largest area in my mission, and the largest town I've served in yet. It even has a mall and a Target and other stores besides Wal-Mart! I never thought I'd miss having places to shop. I'm just sick of Wally-World/The Chinese Warehouse/The Happy Place or whatever you want to call it.
The ward seems great and very nice. They all walked up to me to shake my hand, which is a big change from having to be the one to take the initiative in most places. Maybe what one member told me will be true. She said, "This will be your favorite area." Sort of presumptuous, but I like it.
They just had a baptism here the day before I arrived and so really right now is rebuilding the teaching pool. Fun stuff.
Well, sorry that's not much of an update, but I kind of just talked to my parents yesterday.
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Transfers: God's Way of Teaching Us To Never Assume
So, yeah, I got a call this morning, as we usually do the day before transfers. I picked it up, pen in hand, ready to write down Elder Jameson's transfer directions, only to be told I'd be writing down my own transfer plans. Yep. I'm moving again. It's not because I'm doing anything wrong, President is just transferring people how he would have if it hadn't been for the emergency transfer.
So, I'm getting the wonderful opportunity to pack. Again. I guess I'll send you the address for my new place as soon as I know, so you can send the cake. Please send it quickly this time. Who knows how long this will last.
But, instead of getting down about it, I'm going to be my ingenious self and make a list of positives:
1) I'll be one of the few missionaries who can say they've had as many companions as they've had transfers,
2) I'll be one of the few missionaries who can say they're on their 7th Transfer and their 5th Area.
3) I'll get to see more of the beautiful state of Iowa.
4) I get to have it beat into my head even more how to break attachments to people.
5) I might just be moving to greener pastures (while this is just a phrase in Washington, out here it's quite literal).
6) I get to perfect my packing style.
7) I get to go to Burger King tonight on the way to Des Moines so I can get myself a Kid's Meal and an Iron Man Action Figure.
8) There is no number 8
Let's see, this week...um...really it's just been normal stuff. I know, a really lame answer to the question of how my week's been. Um...let's see....
Well, Elder Jameson crashed his bike. We were riding along and I looked down to make sure I hadn't just flung mud on myself and when I looked up he was all of a sudden on the ground. He cut open his pants and his leg, but both are fixed now.
I went and did some work in Corning, Iowa, which, as you should know, is the birthplace of Johnny Carson. I even got a picture of his house.
Oh, actually, one important thing! Last week, after district meeting, Elder Jameson went to a little place called Mt. Pisgah on the way back home. Ever heard of it? It apparently was a Mormon Trail way station (Creston, by the way, is right on the Mormon Trail, which is pretty cool) and cemetery. It's on a hill with a beautiful view of a valley to the west of it. Apparently when Parley P. Pratt reached the crest of this hill and saw the panorama before him, felt like he could view the promised land and thus named it after the mountain that Moses saw the promised land from. There's an obelisk that was set up with a few of the names of the people who died there, and a fenced in area where the cemetery is. All the actual markers have completely deteriorated, though. There's also a little cabin that is like one of the ones they would have built there. It was just a small little place for this little piece in LDS history that I had never heard about. I was left in awe of being able to visit it and see it basically as the pioneers had originally. But another marker was left, this one commemorating deaths that had occurred much more recently. On a little plaque on the ground was engraved the faces and names of four missionaries who had served here ten years ago and had died while traveling either to or from the cemetery. They had tried to pass a car only to end up crashing head on into another. Much like those videos they show you in drivers ed, seeing this plaque with the beautiful flowers beside it, accompanied by the picture of the four of them that was set up on the table inside the cabin, and the newspaper clipping of the accident in the apartment in Osceola, help us missionaries remember how important it is to drive safely. It really left my companion in a thoughtful state. I think it might have made him realize why I drive as safely as I do. I mean, he is from Utah, after all. But anyway, this was just a cool little place that seemed very spiritual. Before I ever visited the Mid-West, I never had much of a desire to visit Adam-Ondi-Ahman, but now that I am here, I really look forward to being able to go there someday. There really is a spiritual atmosphere to these places, even if to most people they are just another place in the midst of a bunch of grassland and farms.
Speaking of grasslands, my allergies don't seem to appreciate it here. I've been really congested and junk this week and I'm pretty sure it's just due to the allergies. And I think it may have given me a sinus infection along with it. But whatever. I just push forward doing the work of the Lord. We don't have much of an excuse to stay inside due to most sickness.
I think that's about it, though. I know I'm not updating you much on investigators, but there's not much to tell. Well, there's one that was pretty cool. We showed him the Restoration and it really seemed to help him. He said, in his own words, "I believe more now." I think he's really coming a long way. I just hope he comes to church! I think he will now.
But yeah. Whew. I think I'm now excited to move on. I just hope that at some point I get to be one of those missionaries that stays in an area for six transfers. Maybe God knows better and wants to keep me from being too attached. Or maybe he just wants me to learn how to break attachments by doing it over and over and over and over.... Either way, I know being transferred is what needs to happen.
OH! And I got another missionary update packet from Sister Little. (THANK YOU SISTER LITTLE!!) But I was saddened to notice that the highlight of the week listed, the one where I was emergency transferred out of Knoxville, was missing. Maybe it was just too depressing. I thought it was quite exciting (ok, so what if I cried when I found out it was happening? It's exciting to look back on....). But anyway, it's fun to see how everyone else is doing, and also get a chance to look back on my letters home and realize how entertaining they are. Not to give myself kudos or anything. I like Chewy Granola bars better than Kudos anyway.
I love you all. And if there's nothing else you pick up from my emails, just learn what I am: what the Lord has in store for you and what you want aren't usually the same thing. But as we all know, He knows better. And also that adversity brings forth the greatest blessings. I'm learning so much and being able to spread the goodness the Lord's doing through me to a lot of people throughout Iowa (wow, that sounded both cocky and not-so-straight at the same time, but you know what I mean. And I pay really close attention to Ammon who tells his brother, Aaron, that he is not boasting in himself but in his God who has done a great work through him).
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
So, I'm getting the wonderful opportunity to pack. Again. I guess I'll send you the address for my new place as soon as I know, so you can send the cake. Please send it quickly this time. Who knows how long this will last.
But, instead of getting down about it, I'm going to be my ingenious self and make a list of positives:
1) I'll be one of the few missionaries who can say they've had as many companions as they've had transfers,
2) I'll be one of the few missionaries who can say they're on their 7th Transfer and their 5th Area.
3) I'll get to see more of the beautiful state of Iowa.
4) I get to have it beat into my head even more how to break attachments to people.
5) I might just be moving to greener pastures (while this is just a phrase in Washington, out here it's quite literal).
6) I get to perfect my packing style.
7) I get to go to Burger King tonight on the way to Des Moines so I can get myself a Kid's Meal and an Iron Man Action Figure.
8) There is no number 8
Let's see, this week...um...really it's just been normal stuff. I know, a really lame answer to the question of how my week's been. Um...let's see....
Well, Elder Jameson crashed his bike. We were riding along and I looked down to make sure I hadn't just flung mud on myself and when I looked up he was all of a sudden on the ground. He cut open his pants and his leg, but both are fixed now.
I went and did some work in Corning, Iowa, which, as you should know, is the birthplace of Johnny Carson. I even got a picture of his house.
Oh, actually, one important thing! Last week, after district meeting, Elder Jameson went to a little place called Mt. Pisgah on the way back home. Ever heard of it? It apparently was a Mormon Trail way station (Creston, by the way, is right on the Mormon Trail, which is pretty cool) and cemetery. It's on a hill with a beautiful view of a valley to the west of it. Apparently when Parley P. Pratt reached the crest of this hill and saw the panorama before him, felt like he could view the promised land and thus named it after the mountain that Moses saw the promised land from. There's an obelisk that was set up with a few of the names of the people who died there, and a fenced in area where the cemetery is. All the actual markers have completely deteriorated, though. There's also a little cabin that is like one of the ones they would have built there. It was just a small little place for this little piece in LDS history that I had never heard about. I was left in awe of being able to visit it and see it basically as the pioneers had originally. But another marker was left, this one commemorating deaths that had occurred much more recently. On a little plaque on the ground was engraved the faces and names of four missionaries who had served here ten years ago and had died while traveling either to or from the cemetery. They had tried to pass a car only to end up crashing head on into another. Much like those videos they show you in drivers ed, seeing this plaque with the beautiful flowers beside it, accompanied by the picture of the four of them that was set up on the table inside the cabin, and the newspaper clipping of the accident in the apartment in Osceola, help us missionaries remember how important it is to drive safely. It really left my companion in a thoughtful state. I think it might have made him realize why I drive as safely as I do. I mean, he is from Utah, after all. But anyway, this was just a cool little place that seemed very spiritual. Before I ever visited the Mid-West, I never had much of a desire to visit Adam-Ondi-Ahman, but now that I am here, I really look forward to being able to go there someday. There really is a spiritual atmosphere to these places, even if to most people they are just another place in the midst of a bunch of grassland and farms.
Speaking of grasslands, my allergies don't seem to appreciate it here. I've been really congested and junk this week and I'm pretty sure it's just due to the allergies. And I think it may have given me a sinus infection along with it. But whatever. I just push forward doing the work of the Lord. We don't have much of an excuse to stay inside due to most sickness.
I think that's about it, though. I know I'm not updating you much on investigators, but there's not much to tell. Well, there's one that was pretty cool. We showed him the Restoration and it really seemed to help him. He said, in his own words, "I believe more now." I think he's really coming a long way. I just hope he comes to church! I think he will now.
But yeah. Whew. I think I'm now excited to move on. I just hope that at some point I get to be one of those missionaries that stays in an area for six transfers. Maybe God knows better and wants to keep me from being too attached. Or maybe he just wants me to learn how to break attachments by doing it over and over and over and over.... Either way, I know being transferred is what needs to happen.
OH! And I got another missionary update packet from Sister Little. (THANK YOU SISTER LITTLE!!) But I was saddened to notice that the highlight of the week listed, the one where I was emergency transferred out of Knoxville, was missing. Maybe it was just too depressing. I thought it was quite exciting (ok, so what if I cried when I found out it was happening? It's exciting to look back on....). But anyway, it's fun to see how everyone else is doing, and also get a chance to look back on my letters home and realize how entertaining they are. Not to give myself kudos or anything. I like Chewy Granola bars better than Kudos anyway.
I love you all. And if there's nothing else you pick up from my emails, just learn what I am: what the Lord has in store for you and what you want aren't usually the same thing. But as we all know, He knows better. And also that adversity brings forth the greatest blessings. I'm learning so much and being able to spread the goodness the Lord's doing through me to a lot of people throughout Iowa (wow, that sounded both cocky and not-so-straight at the same time, but you know what I mean. And I pay really close attention to Ammon who tells his brother, Aaron, that he is not boasting in himself but in his God who has done a great work through him).
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Your Favorite Missionary,
Elder Charlie Gates
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