I want to remember a short poem quoted by Malinda Gates in her latest book ‘The Next Day': I hope
when you come home to yourself
there are flowers lining the front porch
that were left from all the women
You were before.
Perhaps you, as I, are struggling with the senseless murder of Charlie Kirk. He was a 31 year old father trying to share conservative alternatives and an invitation to Jesus Christ with those on college campuses where 90% of their professors are liberals. I have absorbed all the info about that assassination just as I did JFKs during the week of November 22, 1963. We pray for the Kirk family.
Today we drove the sister missionaries to Montceau to meet a friend who was interested in learning more about the Church but was hesitant to come to a meeting before seeing them for a discussion in person. He had many questions, which they answered well. We learned after the meeting that his wife was Ivoirienne, and visiting family at their home in Côte d'Ivoire. We'll have to wait to find out where their home is located, but there is a good chance that she has already heard about the Church, especially with the recent dedication of the temple in Abidjan.
Tom and I are cooking and serving meals to 130 missionaries this week. One is zone conference with the Lyon, Geneva, and Lausanne zones on Wednesday. We are having chicken fajitas, rice, and Tom’s savory black beans (all 8 lbs from scratch, enough for 1/2 cup each for 100 people). Thursday we have only 36 which will be a baked potato bar with chili/cheese, sour cream/bacon/chives or broccoli/cheese sauce. I think on Friday we may go out for dinner.
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