Elder Jackson york Nielsen
New Jersey Morristown mission
So let me tell you how much I hate daylight savings time. I hate it. Can hate be genetic? Because I think I got that from you. Especially as a missionary when every hour of sleep is literally the most important thing in the world, losing an hour is a real low blow. On the bright side we still had a cute lil investigator at church despite the early hour. I’ll talk more about her in a second. But basically to quote that old and overplayed Script song with respect to how I feel after DST, “I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing.” Do you think when the millennium comes there will still be days and nights or nah? Probably not. That’s lame because I like the dark. I’m like a vampire. Maybe there can be an exception for me.
Anyway. It was a good week though. Taught some cool people. Regarding the woman that came to church: she knows it’s all true but 1. Needs to stop smoking and 2. Can’t get over the fact that we don’t praise like in a southern baptist church. Haitians and their churches man. It’s a struggle. But basically we’re helping her stop smoking right now. We’re teaching Sara and her family and they’re super cool. Niki, who is this super cool lady who is really funny and witty. Luigi who is an 18 year old kid. We’re teaching a lot which is fun. Always, a lot of things to do and a lot of people to see. This last week we had that GIANT snowstorm. Literally more snow than I’ve seen here in all my 2 years in any storm. Our bishop got more than 20 inches of snow. So we shoveled...a lot. The nicest thing is that it’s already melting. My kind of storm.
My mission has consisted of me trying to keep the church together with like 10 active members who all have like 3 callings each. Right now we (the missionaries) have been called to teach the youth of our ward which is really fun. I like teaching youth. That's nice.
Anyway, I’m a happy boy and I love my mom a lot. I'll write more later.
This week was pretty normal for the last week of the transfer. On Thursday we had TAC which is basically when we clean our apartments for 3 hours and is my favorite day ever. We had some good lessons this week. We met this little woman who was a member a really long time ago but has since joined the baptist church because she was kind of forgotten about but she is just the sweetest little woman. We came over and she had us sing her favorite hymns and give her a blessing which was really cute. Haitians, man. They’re cute. But through her we ended up meeting this other woman who speaks like 7 languages and is 84. We went over to her house yesterday and I think we said like 5 words in total because she just went off on the weirdest stuff. One of the skills that the mission teaches you is how to steer a conversation, especially when the person is very talkative (you ask a hispanic person a question about God and they’ll tell you about their childhood for an hour). So that was fun. I have never fallen asleep while looking at someone in the eyes until yesterday. She didn’t skip a beat though, even though I was 75% unconscious. Also this week we had this woman who was taught in 2014 who just walked into church during fast and testimony meeting and bore her testimony of the church at the pulpit and talked about how she is ready to be a member. Lol. Haitians, man. We’re teaching a few cool people and the members are really cool here. So it’s just a fun time.
Not much changed from transfers last night. Still here with Elder Merizier. But Sister Mendez is leaving and a little girl who did theatre in Davis High is coming up here. But for your boy it is the same old thing, which I’m happy about.
The storm here was pretty docile. A few trees were blown down that we helped with but nothing too big. Your boy is always very safe. It sounds like dad got the worst of it. Poor guy. He needs to retire and just hang out by the pool like a sloth. Maybe moss would grow on him. That would be cool.
So today is kind of busy because we have Zone P-day and we’re playing basketball so I’m going to go BOX OUT. I’ll write you in a little bit later though. You’re the best mom. I love you so much. Thank you for taking such good care of your missionary boy. He loves his mom.
I LOVE YOU.
Called to Serve June 2016-2018
My son is currently serving a 2-year mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. This Blog is for family and friends interested in following his adventures for the next 24 months.