Well I'm super duper sick right now, with a crummy faucet of a nose. The PSI inside of my skull sets a personal record, and everything hurts! Life is great, though!
"I'm sicker 'n a drunk pig on a fishin' boat"
So we canceled our dinner tonight cuz we don't wanna spread this garbage to anyone else. So... if anybody wants to buy us pizza for dinner, that would bring us a lot of joy. I always like ham + tomato. Elder Bolos says he likes ham & black olives.
Bryant Pizza Hut: (501) 847-4818
Bryant Dominos: (501) 847-6100
-> 1916 Brandon Rd., apt. A2, at around 5:00!
You're the bestestestest. Thank you in advance!
We started the week off with a Spanish District Council, and then exchanges. I stayed with Elder Albertson, and we and the Spanish South Elders played soccer for a while with these little kids (ages 5 and 7) and that was really fun. They found any excuse to fall over themselves onto the ground. (Kinda like real soccer, I guess?) and I made a few good blocks and goals, so my ego was improved more than if I were to have played basketball haha. Or golf.
He wasn't sure where to go finding, so I pulled out my area book map, and scrolled around until I found a street called "Zion St." in South Little Rock. We figured there had to be somebody prepared to accept the gospel there, so off we went. The second door we knocked was an atheist lady, who surprisingly said we could come back, and then we went around a corner onto another street and met a guy who put down the tailgate of his truck for us to sit on and dragged over a camp chair. He had a pocket in his hoodie specifically designed to hold a beer, haha. We had a really good talk with him. And then when we were reporting on the contact, realized that he was 2 blocks outside of their area. Whoops.
From there we went to the church for a little bit, and were blessed to have Hermana Melo, a Spanish missionary from Venezuela, make arepas. Arepas are so good, y'all.
Then we went to the VA Hospital in Little Rock and gave a guy a blessing before his surgery/foot amputation scheduled the next day. He's been through some rough stuff.
We exchanged back the next day, and got busy! We did some door-to-door tracting until well after dark, and people asked us what we were doing out so late, but it was like 5:45?
Then it was Thanksgiving!
We had our District Council that morning, which was good. Sister Bolton brought a banana cream pie so that was a bonus! We then went to our lunch/dinner with the Richards family, who is pretty awesome!
Then it was Thanksgiving, day 2!
(I mean, if Black Friday is now an all-week thing... why can't Thanksgiving be the same way?)
So a week or two ago, we were going to text someone, but as we searched their number, a name neither of us recognized popped up first, so we clicked on it and a very short conversation from some past missionaries popped up. So we just texted them to ask how they were doing, and the response we got was an invitation to their Thanksgiving dinner on Friday! So, naturally, we accepted the offer.
After our weekly planning, we drove over to their house and slowly realized more and more how weird this was going to be haha. We'd never met either of them, and we kind of assumed they were expecting the past missionaries to be the ones they'd invited. We didn't know what kind of house or food we'd be getting ourselves into, but we were so pleasantly surprised! The Wilson family is awesome! They were so nice, and their daughter and soon-to-be-daughter-in-law were both into film photography! So that was fun to talk about but also made me miss my cameras. We ate on TV trays on their couches and just told stories while the Razorbacks lost like 38-0. So I mean I feel bad for the Razorbacks, but it was just a funny, cherry-on-top part of this awesome Arkansas Thanksgiving with total strangers at first, and good friends by the end of it all. Arkansas is awesome and the people are amazing.
Then that night we stopped by Tabitha's and she was still open to having us come over, yay! They're just not feeling well at the moment. And neither was Elder Bolos. I'd been sick already this season, so I figured I'd gotten off easy.
But nope. The next morning, I woke up with a little sore throat. Yippee.
The Otter Creek sisters had a baptism we went to, yay! So the Benton Zone has had 8 baptisms in November! Our goal was 3!
We had church the next morning, and I woke up without a sore throat. Yippee! But then the runny nose hit. Yippee.
I'd pay 11% tithing if it meant the church would invest in better toilet paper. That one ply isn't good to begin with, but it's also bad on your nose. Especially after the 20th-30th times. I made it through a baptismal interview with an awesome lady who just kept saying she was "so ready" and excited for her baptism in December! Man, that kind of excitement just makes me excited, too.
We'd been looking forward to our first missionary musical tribute in Searcy all week! Because Elder Bolos used to be in my district when I was in Searcy. He served in Beebe for 9 months, and I was in Searcy for a whoppin' 6 weeks. It was awesome to go back! But it would've been like 10x more awesome if I didn't feel like death. And if I didn't have to sing and be packed like a sardine with a bunch of other missionaries around me while I blew my nose into one-ply toilet paper every 1-12 minutes. And then just because there was a chapel full of people in front of us, that didn't mean it got any better, unfortunately. But I made it and only looked like a high, emotional rudolph every once in a while, I hope.
The drive home felt a lot longer than the drive there, and I ran out of tissues just a few minutes from our apartment. Got home and went to bed ASAP. And woke up feeling more like a 2/10 than a 0/10, so that was an improvement haha.
And that pretty much gets us up to now! It was a good week, made better by some good people. Arkansas is awesome. God is good. This is His church, no doubt about it. He lives and leads it down to orchestrating the littlest of details so Elder Dahl can be spoiled a little bit on Thanksgiving.
I'm thankful for you! And you! And you! Love,
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For pizza delivery?
1916 Brandon Rd., apt. A2
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What's all this about? As a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, it is expected of me that I will serve a two-year mission. (And yeah, the "riding bikes and wearing nametags and knocking on doors" kind of mission.) But this isn't something I'm doing because it's expected of me... I'm doing this because the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ has blessed my life SO much, in SO many ways. I can't think of a greater honor or responsibility than being able to play a part in someone's story of finding and enjoying these blessings, too.
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Elder Oliver Wrigley Dahl
Arkansas Little Rock Mission
905 Kierre Dr
North Little Rock AR 72116