I gave my seminary student a book of sign language and taught her to make some letters. She liked it and kept turning pages and practicing new letters. I found out that she can type. I need to get permission from Brother Weaver, but if he says yes, I’ll let her use my phone to write a message. I wouldn’t trust most of my students with my phone because they might throw it or destroy it. But this particular student is calm and can be trusted.
Papi and I have been working to rip up carpet, tack strips, and baseboards getting ready for the new wood to go down in a week. I’m glad to help because it’s a lot of work for my 72 year old grandfather to do alone.
I had my interview with the Mount Timpanogos Temple president. I will start working in the temple baptistery on Saturday, August 26th. I’ll be working with my friend from the bishops’ storehouse—we’re on the same shift. It won’t be hard because I’ve had experience working in the Gilbert Arizona Temple baptistery. Even though the Timpanogos Temple is bigger than the Gilbert Temple, I was surprised that the Timpanogos baptistery is actually smaller.
On Sunday I taught the Plan of Salvation lesson to my cousin and her husband. They are a good example of having an eternal marriage. I have a testimony that Heavenly Father has a plan for the happiness of His children. I know it’s true. This plan answers the three most important questions people want to know: (1) Where did I come from? (2) What is my purpose on earth? (3) Where do I go after I die? If you want to know the answers to these questions, click on this link: https://www.lds.org/media-library/video/topics/plan-of-salvation?lang=eng
Every morning we have companion scripture study at 6:45. I’m already showered and dressed in my shirt and tie. Reading the Book of Mormon is a good way to start the day. After scriptures, we pray and have breakfast—waffles with buttermilk syrup, my favorite. Then I make my sack lunch.
On Monday it was really busy at the bishops’ storehouse. We were flooded with so many patrons, the service missionaries were called up from the warehouse to serve patrons in the store. Patrons always come first—that’s what we need to remember. When patrons need to be served, we drop what we’re doing and go help them. I’m looking forward to getting certified to use the forklift. I have to take a course in Salt Lake which I’ll probably do in May.
My grandfather (I call him Papi) and I cut up some dead trees with a chain saw and loaded them in the Toyota to take to the green compost dump. It was hot and sweaty work. We came home really dirty.
On Wednesday after work I pulled weeds for a sister in our ward. It was getting dark and I was only half finished, but I scheduled a day to finish up next week.
Friday is P-day and apartment check. I passed! Papi and I went to our ward “Fathers and Sons” activity in Midway. It was held on the property of a brother in our ward who has horses. It was really fun up there.