About Six Hours of Sunlight/Daylight

 These days are definitely shorter!  The sun came up at 7:56 and fell below the horizon at 3:55.  So we have roughly 6 hours of daylight (an hour after sunrise and an hour before sunset the world is bathed in twilight).  But it's not just that we have less daylight, it seems that the day is gone before I have accomplished much of anything.

I worked on my slide talk, read my scriptures, and then made a large pot of spaghetti.  I wanted to take some to Angie...our friend who has shingles, who has no family here and who had a birthday today.  A couple of months ago I fixed baked spaghetti (kind of a poor man's lasagne, or should I say a lazy woman's lasagne).  We took that to her in the afternoon, along with a couple of cute decorative keys (she loves keys as much as I do).  

I felt so bad for her.  As soon as she opened the door, she backed away about ten feet, and said I must not be any closer than that.  She is still in a lot of pain and the painkiller the doctors gave her makes her sick to her stomach, so she is toughing it out.  I wished that I could hug her.

After delivering that, SK really wanted to just drive.  He gets that every now and then.  For the most part, I am happy to go along.  I often put google maps on so that I can see where we are in relation to our flat.  I have not gotten my bearings here yet.  I have a hard time telling north from south.  I wonder if young people now know how to read a paper map, and navigate their way through a city or country.  




Andrew seems always to know where he is and what direction he is traveling.  He gets that from his mother, and I have no idea where she got it from.

We had a baptism today.  He is a young man in his twenties from India.  He seems so very happy.  We will be allowed to attend church in another week, and it will be his first church meeting ever.  Isn't that amazing?  There are so many baptisms lined up now - we have a young man from Norway who will be baptized next Saturday.  These are young people who have been searching for God, and they read some of the things our young missionaries post and then ask to be taught.  It seems so much more effective than knocking on door after door.  







SK and I are going to meet him - along with another YSA at a small restaurant this week, just to get to know him better.

Our Saturday evening mission call was at 9. It was a talk given by Lynn G. Robbins at BYU in 2017 (Dave and Deb were at a stake conference) and it was outstanding.  About responsibility and agency.

https://speeches.byu.edu/talks/lynn-g-robbins/be-100-percent-responsible/


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melissa said…
She definitely got her sense of direction from you!! I got mine from dad. 😂
December 7, 2020 at 7:13 AM
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