Playing games and other hoodlum things.

Another great letter from Elder Nielsen. We love and miss him. Thank you for your prayers. Keep 'em coming. ❤️-K

So once a year there's an all mission conference where the whole mission gets together and plays games and other hoodlem things. I played baseball. Remember my baseball days? Lol at those. Anyway. What a day for you too! CHINA! THAT'S CRAZY! You need to promise me that you're going to be so safe. So so safe. Maybe you'll come home a communist. Which is kind of like the law of consecration but not as nice and voluntary. That's so far away from our nice house. Where are you now? I want pictures and emails from you through the week. So I can see my nice Chinese mom.

Today me and some friends sang Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief in front of the whole mission and it was really nice. I'm glad I learned how to sing. Took a while. And I'm glad a learned how to play basketball. I still hate the competitive nature of sports. It's very inward, in a way. All contention is selfish in one way or another. I was thinking about sin the other day and it's so interesting. Especially because all sin can be traced back to self-absorbsion. It's all because what I want and how I want it and what I feel like I deserve and whatnot. It's obviously not coincidence that Jesus the Christ was free of sin while simultaneously always thinking of others. That's pretty cool.

So if you've never seen the addiction recovery videos that the church has then you should watch them. They're so good. Also, I've learned so much doctrine over the last year. I was pretty dumb coming out. But there's just so much to learn and it's crazy. I love it. Some friends and I have doctrinal discussions all the time and they're super fun. The church is cool.

I hope you have the most exotic week. Stay safe and know that I am doing the same.

xoxoxox
your boy, Jack