After his temple trip last week, Matthew wrote a poem (sung as an extra verse to the primary song):
I love to see the temple
I went inside today.
I did my Father's work
Tuesday, the tenth of May.
For the temple is always so great
I can't wait to go again.
As I traveled home I felt the love
from God and from these great men.
(The last line refers to those pictured in last week's photo.)
Did you know that cats can and will bite people?
Monday, our district was planning on going down to Gator Country. There, apparently you can hold alligators, see some shows, and other cool stuff. Then we got a call from the missionaries who live near there, and they said that it was raining down there. Apparently when it rains, they don't hold the said shows, and the gators aren't out nearly as much. So, we instead just went to the church and played volleyball like every other P-day. Which honestly I'm fine with.
P-day, the district's outdoor tennis & such was interrupted by a Texas downpour. Hard to get the balls to bounce right on an inch of water, so they went to a church building to finish and dry out.
This week's service was digging a ditch to drain someone's puddle from their clogged septic system away from their house. Yum!
