Really?
We got a baptism paper without a birth date.  When we asked the missionaries for the date they said, she looks to be about 50 or so, just put 1968.  What?
End of Story:  I told the president this story just because I thought it was funny and he said he knows what's going on.  The husband of this lady had a bad experience with a church using his personal information so he doesn't want his wife to give us her birthday.  OK, I totally understand that, but why didn't the missionaries give that explanation?  In the meantime, Sister Davison is making calls and sending texts all over the place trying to find out her birth date.  Oops!

Quality Conversation
One day this week our UPS delivery man came in the office while we were in the conference room having our prayer.  I was praying and when I heard him come in I hurried and ended the prayer.  We 3 (Chris, me, and the mission nurse) walked out into the main area and I said, "You almost had to pray with us."  He said, "Oh, do you pray?"  We said yes and then he asked, "Who do you pray to?"  He also wanted to know what we believe about Jesus Christ.  Elder Johnson gave him a good explanation.  We gave him a Book of Mormon.  He'd always heard bad things about it, so we explained they are not true and encouraged him to read it.  Sister Davison told him he won't find anything that goes against what he already loves and believes.  It will just add to it.  She's a convert and shared a little about that.  The Spirit was so strong and I keep thinking what a blessing it would be for him if he'll just read it.  He has a college degree in Christian Ministries, but he likes working for UPS.  I know what a hurry UPS delivery men are in.  He listened so patiently and when I said, we hope we didn't take too much time.  He said this would all go as his lunch time.  But he clearly wanted to hear it. We pray for him now.

Graveside service
I went to a graveside service this week.  It was a cute white haired lady in our Anderson ward that died.  She was born in 1930 so about the same age as my mother would be.  She and her husband sit in front of us at church.  They are so cute.  She uses a suitcase for a walker.  I love it!  Her husband goes up to bear his testimony and it takes about a half hour to shuffle up there.  Then he says, "Bet you thought I wouldn't make it!"  She just bore her testimony a week ago and then this Sunday she died.  It was such a lovely service.  Brother Patrick gave a short talk on the Plan of Salvation and it was so short and so succinct and so inclusive.  He didn't miss anything and even though it was a sacred moment I wanted to jump up and down and cheer Hosanna!  Yes!!! We know that!!!  Thank goodness!!!

After the service was over the man standing behind me said, "I'm so glad you were right in front of me.  You have a beautiful voice.  You kept us right on."  I said, "No one in my life has ever said that to me.  This is going on the family text."

Moving
No more computer.  No more internet.  I had to write this at the office.  Today is Friday and we have the car halfway packed.  You can see below our refrigerator is very empty.  Tonight and tomorrow we will finish packing and cleaning the apartment.  The new tenants arrive tomorrow night.  So we'll be just in time.  This is starting to get real.  It's been weird packing the car.  It seems like just yesterday that we arrived. And it seems like we've been here forever.

Today is Friday.  This is how our refrigerator looks.  

Brother Bingham  (who works in our office sometimes) put this on the computer he uses.