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So, life has been interesting. There are times I ponder on returning to taiwan and being a missionary forever. Than thoughts of the future chapters that everyone talks to RM's about just excites and thrills my senses. My 10 life time goals also get me jittery for joy as I ponder how I can accomplish them. I have been brought on by Walmart. I will be quitting the temp job or subway that I may work at Walmart. This week has been a week of miracles. Well, last week was too. I was able to reach a lot of goals I set for school, friends, work, and other matters. I spent 2 days with Emily and went sailing with her, her cousin and his wife and we had an awesome time capsizing. I know what I will do when I am older for fun, hehehe. On sunday, monday and tuesday... I was having some emotional rollercoasters. I very much dislike being alone and think that hermits must be mutated human beings, because this boy will not live alone. Tuesday, I found myself on my knees a lot as I tried to comprehend what I could do to solve my problem. Well, it came in a still small voice. Have a constructive schedule. Now, there is only so much piano, chinese study, and running one can do. So, I called up my old companion, Bronson, and he gave me an hour and a half to just talk. It was the highlight of the week. I felt so much better, and more resolved to build relationships with family and friends more than ever. When we die, that is what we take. Sure, I can likely go running up in Heaven, but its our knowledge, spirit, and relationships that go with us to the eternities. Wednesday, we went to Lagoon. That was a blast. Thursday, I worked both jobs and that was great too. Friday, I did my financial aid items, bought gas, interviewed with Walmart, took a drug test, and bought pizza while watching 3 hrs of Lord of the Rings. Now that is what I call a great night. I love Lord of the Rings. Well, life is grand. The Lord brings miracles to those who ask in faith. We are not perfect, and He does not ask us to be perfect. Only to follow and trust in Him. I also had the opportunity to serve at the MTC. Although, the missionaries were not teaching in Mandarin, the spirit, work, and words were the same. It brought tears to my eyes, as I remember myself, stumbling over words, trying to think of the scriptures, and the fun that soon awaited me in the field. I am grateful that I am still a missionary. I am glad I can still call people to repent through an act of kindness and smile. I love the Lords work and if He asked me to serve as a missionary for the rest of my life. I WOULD BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THRILLED! LONG LIVE TAIWAN. lol. I love you all. Thank you for your prayers. And I am a prayer, email, letter, phone call away. Bye