Yo what the,
It's been a week. An interesting week. And also a final week for me in Modesto. Transfer calls came, and I'm being shipped to Selma, over a hundred miles south of where I'm at now. I've loved serving in Modesto. It's been crazy, but it's been fun too. There's good work being done in this and surrounding areas, and I'm gonna miss Elder Greene, but he's grown up now and can be a normal missionary. The E at the end of his name is now silent. We were able to teach various lessons this week, and it was a good time. Elder Greene and I got Sonic and Ike's sandwiches one last time, and we reached out to friends and members of the ward to let them know. I'm gonna be honest, there's not a lot to report on. It's not that bad being quarantined, my only problem is most of the people in California are still outside living life as normal, but with the quarantine on, life is now "Normal, but the Missionaries aren't bothering you anymore". Now I'm in the process of adjusting to what we call "online proselyting" but even when I was at home using social media I had a hard time. Elder Greene and I have been watching church movies every once in a while as they were recently approved in our mission for after our daily routine is finished. As I've been away from quality entertainment, I realize how funny things are that I would have watched stone-faced back home. There's this old church produced video called the testaments. I encourage most of you to cryingly avoid it, however, given the opportunity to view it I now have most of the script memorized. This occurred to Elder Greene as we started the movie one evening and I began speaking the lines as they came on screen. That was great, I hope I never have to watch it again upon my return from mission. Just realized something else, I won't get to use my grill anymore. That is a crying shame. I'll have to master pan-frying now. Oh well. If any of you are feeling up to it, please don't hesitate to email me at westin.gneiting@missionary.org , or friend me on Facebook at Westin Gneiting, it'd be cool to hear from y'all. I've been studying a lot in gospel principles, and I've thought a lot about us and our purpose here. Something it pointed out about the creation was how the purpose of our planet, this mortal probationary ground, was for us to be separated from God, (another necessity for the fall of Adam), to learn to earn his trust and do his will without being micromanaged. "To act for himself" if you will. Sometimes it feels like we've lost connection or that God isn't answering our prayers, but the truth, is that God let's us endure this disconnect so that we, by our own will power, will choose to do what is right. We know what is right, do we need an answer to our prayers to act on it? Been thinking about that as I chill in the apartment and make decisions as to how effective I'm going to be that day. Hope yall had a faith-filled holy week, I know I did. Keep saying your prayers, I'm confident things will begin to change soon.
Thank you,
Elder Gneiting
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