The monster under the bed

O hi kid,

Well, the word of the day is patience, as in, mine is running low. My last contact with that job was a brief one Monday night. Something about touching base by Wednesday and the president only having time on Friday for the interview. It’s Wednesday night, and I understand my contact there is traveling this week, which may make it difficult for him to contact me. But dang Ben, the uncertainty is ripping me up inside. Goes to show how delicate faith and hope can be. How easily one can succumb to fear. I’m not there yet, my faith, while stretched, is still in tact. My hopes are high too. It’s like the monster under the bed though, you know it’s not there, but what if it is? I’ll keep you posted. I’ll send a tiny note if and when news breaks.

This waiting has kept me productive. This week I have accomplished the following: found and fixed the fourth (and hopefully last) vacuum leak on the pig, installed the rear shocks on the Jeep (much easier than the front), changed the front differential fluid and cover on the Jeep, fixed the busted mirror on the pig, gone over to grandmas twice to scrape the peeling stain of her deck (many more sessions to go I fear), finished the bishops giant dice for youth conference, repaired the drip system for the garden, helped Brother Nobel fix his pipes, and fixed grandmas refrigerator door. The economy may spike when I’m back to work as paid professionals will have to be hired to accomplish like tasks.

I woke up kind of early this morning feeling restless (see paragraph one). I like to pray in those quiet hours and it came to me to go to the temple. Mom was resting peacefully so I didn’t wake her. I did an endowment for the last of the 5 Santistivan brothers. It was a very positive experience. There were a bunch of missionaries in that session. Turned out mom had tried to make my session but it was full, so she did initatories. We met at McDonald’s after, it was a nice morning. I look forward to doing the sealing for those brothers. Somehow I picture them as boys.

Sorry for the brevity, but that’s all I have for tonight. I hope your day was fulfilling.

Love,

Pops