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| Dora's Family at the Baptism (Bishop Peterson) |
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| This was just after the bite. If you look at my hand you'll see a paper towel covering the bite. No worries my hand is healing just fine. |
Sent: Monday, June 18, 2012 9:25 AM
Well how was that for a gift? I about died getting
that for Dad. I was on Trabue road on the freeway overpass, and I
instantly thought... Fathers' Day! So, there was a valiant effort
in getting that plate!
This past week Dora Quatmaa was baptized. Most of the
time there is some sort of stipulation to get someone baptized. Usually
it is some sort of doubt, concern, fear etc. Dora didn't have that.
She was baptized Saturday without a fuss. Rather, it was the Confirmation
that had us between a rock and a hard spot! Why? She wasn't
there! To get Dora and her family to church, a member usually has to
drive them. That's what happened yesterday. Nothing new.
However the member got in some sort of accident. (car) There wasn't any
real damage, but it just cost time. So, Elder Welch and I were biting our
nails all throughout sacrament meeting for Dora to be there. It wasn't until
after the Sacrament when we could do the Confirmation. So, moral of the
story... Drive safely on Sundays. The Devil is still driving that
day too!
I'm also proud to say I've been bit by a dog on my
mission! Yep, I've had the full experience! We were out tracting
the other day. (Of course, it always happens while you're out
tracting) We knock the door, and the dog behind goes bezerk. This
isn't anything new. Dogs just like to be the second doorbell! The
door opens, a man looks out at us, and his dog bolts out the door.
My gut reaction was to treat the dog like Quick. Start
petting him, so, he doesn't get away. The dog buys into it for a split
second until the owner yells at him to get back inside. Right there the
dog pees, and begins to bark. (I mention the pee because Elder Welch got
that as a present from the dog) As the dog barks he shakes his head without
any coordination. My hand was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The dog's teeth glanced my hand, and gave me what looks to be a 'snake-bite' on
my palm.
The dog was taken inside. All I wanted to do was wash
off my hand. I asked to go inside and wash off my hands. The owner
just gave me the dumb look of... "The dog that just bit you is in
there. You want to go inside?" So we had him bring out some
alcohol and peroxide. We washed the wound right on his porch. We
made a contact while washing the wound, but sadly he wasn't interested.
Well coach... I took one for the team!
Jordan is still preparing for her baptism this
Saturday. We will be passing by regularly to make sure she isn't
smoking. Yesterday she had the honors of tearing up her last 6
cigarettes. She seemed rather content to tear up the crux.
I failed to mention a small bit about Elder Welch.
Last year he had some heavy desire to go and do Spanish work. Or to learn
Spanish. So during one of his interviews he made a fairly eloquent pitch
to President to get this go. President didn't buy it. So once Elder
Welch found out I was a Spanish Elder he was ecstatic! Up to this point
Elder Welch has learned his vowels, Un burro sabe mas que tu, and Tengo que ir
al bano. Right now I'm teaching him all of the essentials to living in Hispanic
Cultures. Today we're going to buy some spicy stuff. That always
helps you learn Spanish!
That is my letter for today. Remember.. No
capes! & no C.O.W.'s got it!
I love you all, and Feliz Cumplianos Leighton!
Para Siempre,
Elder IpsonThe Great Ohio Columbus Mission
