I've been thinking about you a lot this week. I hope that you are all doing well.
This week seemed like kind of a drag to me. Lots of meetings and unfortunate things like that. But methinks I heard the desert singing, "Carry on, carry on, carry on!" Contrary to what we might trick ourselves into believing, life (including missionary work) is not always deeply meaningful or even exciting. But when life becomes dull, truly, what else can we do but "Carry On?"
We visited this family from Georgia (the country) and they were some of the coolest people that I’ve ever met. I’m also getting to know the ward a lot better and they are all super fantastic individuals as well.
Sunday evening we were talking to the Sisters through their window and we watched another companionship of Elders’ car get towed away. It was too astonishing to stop the driver and we didn’t realize that we probably should have until after he already drove away. A sad night indeed…
Interesting food experiences this week. On one occasion we were served chicken that was still bloody in the middle. But we tossed 'er down the hatch like champs and the Lord provided by prospering our health. Additionally I can now say I've eaten a Mod Pizza with every single topping, save Jalapeños. And I mean it, every single topping. From rather damp vegan imitation meat to gorgonzola cheese to fig dressing, we had it all. And we had it all on one pizza. Twas an experience to say the very least.
In a world with so many voices coaxing us in so many directions, with heights and depths of all varieties, and with so many strange roads to wander, there may well come a time in our lives when we find ourselves lost.
There are many ways we might find ourselves lost. We may not quite know where we are going. We may be unsure of where we have been. We might stray from our morals and find ourselves in personal darkness. As we repeatedly make the same mistakes, we can feel like we are walking in disorienting circles, passing familiar landmarks over and over. Perhaps we can't recall where to turn for peace. Worst of all, in our wanderings we may find that we have even lost our sense of self. Through it all, we may have forgotten who we are.
But to all us vagabonds The Good Shepherd calls,
"Fear not, little children, for you are mine, and I have overcome the world, and you are of them that my Father hath given me"
"And none of them that my Father hath given me shall be lost."
"For the Son of man is come to save that which was lost."
I testify that we need not wonder who or where we are. We are children of a loving Heavenly Father and we are each on a journey home to Him. And in His perfect love for us, He provided a Savior to come and find us when we rove.
I testify that there is not now, nor has there ever been at any time, anyone who is too lost to be found by Jesus Christ. He will hasten to our rescue to the ends of eternity. His sheep are numbered and He knows them. He knows you.I know that if we let him, He will lead us home to those beautiful, greener pastures.
Song 
Darwin Derby–Vulfpeck
I love you all heaps.
Bye,
Elder Winegar
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