Our new missionaries. So nice to have a new group of sisters to add to our ranks.
Elder Lenz, I have no idea why your head is a different color from everyone elses. I didn't change a thing. Were you not feeling well?!
Elder Chord's family came to pick him up at our home. It was good to meet them.
Elder Michel's family also came by the home to pick him up. His little sisters were in tears with the excitement of seeing him. It was great.This was the first time we had one of our children staying with us during a transfer week. While we did all we could to “divide and conquer,” we are fearful that we somewhat ignored our guests. However, they were kind and didn’t complain. We so enjoyed having our youngest and his wife with us, and we hope they had a good time. We did one unusual thing with the two of them; we toured the King Family Vineyards. The tour guide was shocked that none of us drank alcohol. This vineyard started in 1992, with no grapes harvested until 1996 and no product sales until 1998.
This is a business that requires a very long-term look at things and a lot of upfront funding. While I wasn’t tempted to drink alcohol, I think I did learn a bit about taking a longer view of things.
On Tuesday we had twelve new missionaries come in, including three sisters. It was fun again to see the excitement of these new missionaries. With storms in the east this week, I was grateful it didn’t affect our incoming missionaries. Perhaps it is bad luck to even write this, but we have been blessed to never have had a significant delay with an incoming flight. This sure makes transfers run a lot smoother.
On Wednesday I went alone with the five departing missionaries to the Portland Temple, so that Sister Macdonald could spend time with our family. This was the smallest group we have ever had at the temple. It was last December that Sister Macdonald went to the temple with the departing missionaries without me as I was recovering from shoulder surgery. It is hard to believe that over a year has passed since then, and I am doing great now.
Two of the five missionaries were picked up by their parents at our home on Thursday morning, and the other three flew out that same day. We were glad that the road conditions (which are a real gamble this time of year) were clear enough for their families to travel here, and we trust they will all make it home safely.
Friday (which was New Year’s Eve) our son and his wife left to fly home. Since they were flying out of the Portland Airport, we stopped and had dinner that night with our friends, the Dyches, who preside over the Portland Mission. It was great to be with them again and share ideas with each other.
This is a business that requires a very long-term look at things and a lot of upfront funding. While I wasn’t tempted to drink alcohol, I think I did learn a bit about taking a longer view of things.
On Tuesday we had twelve new missionaries come in, including three sisters. It was fun again to see the excitement of these new missionaries. With storms in the east this week, I was grateful it didn’t affect our incoming missionaries. Perhaps it is bad luck to even write this, but we have been blessed to never have had a significant delay with an incoming flight. This sure makes transfers run a lot smoother.
On Wednesday I went alone with the five departing missionaries to the Portland Temple, so that Sister Macdonald could spend time with our family. This was the smallest group we have ever had at the temple. It was last December that Sister Macdonald went to the temple with the departing missionaries without me as I was recovering from shoulder surgery. It is hard to believe that over a year has passed since then, and I am doing great now.
Two of the five missionaries were picked up by their parents at our home on Thursday morning, and the other three flew out that same day. We were glad that the road conditions (which are a real gamble this time of year) were clear enough for their families to travel here, and we trust they will all make it home safely.
Friday (which was New Year’s Eve) our son and his wife left to fly home. Since they were flying out of the Portland Airport, we stopped and had dinner that night with our friends, the Dyches, who preside over the Portland Mission. It was great to be with them again and share ideas with each other.















