Puddles of Pollen!

Hey y'all  this week was pretty standard. We did a lot of service for the ward, I'll hit all the highlights. Wednesday was district meeting, which is always fun, then we went and helped some non members move which was fun to take a break from tracting and online work. Thursday we helped them move again. Friday we helped the Henderson's in their yard with weeding and gardening and digging ditches around her flowerbeds, (I'm pretty sore haha) then on Saturday we unloaded the bishops storehouse truck for the food orders and helped with that whole process. I'm super humbled and gratefull everytime we help with that. Some of these people rely on that food to get them by and its an eye opener for sure. It makes me really gratefull for where\how\who raised me. Everyone read Mosiah 4-5. and ponder on how you can try a little harder to be a little better at giving of your time and resources to help those who are less fortunate. It's what Jesus would do. Then after that we went to give an older lady in the ward a blessing. Her name is Sister Marler and shes kinda crazy and has 2 huge german shephards. She talked our ears off for forever and gave us some hotel soap from the 80s,  then finally told us what was going on, she said she just needed to know going forward in her life that the Lord was still there and still cared about her. I was then volunteered by my companion to give the blessing. I don't remember all what I said, but it was pretty short, I remember thinking that usually good blessings are long and thoughtfull and what not, but after about 30 or 40 second my mind just went blank. feeling a little inadequate I wrapped it up. Immediatly after she turned around and said, "did you feel that?" not knowing exactly what she was reffering to I sheepishly replied, "yeah I think so" she then proceeded to tell us in great detail how she opened her eyes mid blessing and saw someone in white kneeling in front of her smiling, and how the room was full of similar figure, and that thats why she talked to us for so long because she was waiting for them to gather into the room...... Who "they" were/are I'm not entirely sure, and she's is a crazy old lady, but I'm going to take her word for it. The next day at church we saw her and she told us she was set apart to be a service missionary a few minutes earlier and that almost word for word what I said is what they repeated in her setting apart. #faithpromotingsories. Good week. 

Stafford Civil war park, the union armys "valley forge" of 1863, really cool site.

So the pollen here is like dust, the yellow stuff you see in that puddle of water is pollen, quite literally a puddle of pollen, and the "dust" on that black car is what happens when it is windy after it rains, its like St. George except EVERYTHING is covered in pollen instead of dust