LETTERS FROM ELDER KEV!

Ya'll

I just love gettin letters from one of my bestest friends, Elder Kevin Gibson. His letters, make my days!   

When I got this letter, I had just got from a seriously stressful night, I was tired, stressed, annoyed, any negative emotion..you name it, I'm sure I had it.

But, I came home, and saw his letter and it just put me in the best mood!! 

(This picture was taken right after our Seminary Graduation 2 years ago! Super old, and a little blurry, but it's one of my favs!)

I miss him a lot:(

Along with his letter, he sent me this funny little scripture spoof, it's rather hilarious!

The First Epistle of the Elders 

to the Dead Letter Writers

CHAPTER 1

In the beginning was the 

mailbox and the mailbox was

void of letters.

2 And the missionaries said,

"Let the box be filled," and the

box was not filled.

3 And the missionaries beheld

the continuing void and were

not pleased.

4 And lo, it was the first day 

of the week and there was no

mail delivered, but this was

good.

5 But on the second day was

the mail delivered; yet the box

remained empty.

6 Yea, even from the second

day unto the seventh was the 

mail delivered.

7 Even so, the box retained its

void.

8 And yea, great mists of dark-

ness spread forth from the void

and enshrouded the mission-

aries. Yea, and did bring much

sadness to their otherwise

cheery days.

9 Even the long hours of fruit-

less tracting, being attacked by

the fowls of the air, and being 

pursued by the bests of the

field were not as disheartening

as the lack of blessed objects

known as letteres.

10 Yet they persisted.

CHAPTER 2

And, Lo, on the second day of 

the second week the mists still

encircled the mailbox.

2 And on the third day, from

within the depths of the void

was a single postcard.

3 An this postcard put forth a

ray of light that pierced the dark-

ness and overcame the mists.

4 And the missionaries were 

well pleased, and there was

much rejoicing.

5 But, alas, their exclamations

of joy were in vain. For the

postcard was for someone else.

6 But if their joy was so

exceedingly great over someone

elses's mail, how great would be 

their joy at partaking of their

own mail?

CHAPTER 3

But some will say, A letter.

A letter. We have already 

written a letter. We have no

need to write any more letters.

2 Know ye not that there are 

more days than one, and more

events than one in a day? Why 

think ye that these events need 

not be reported?

3 Yea, and ye need not worry

that your letters will go unan-

swered.

4 But you should say, I will go

and write the letter that a 

missionary requests. For I know

that he giveth no requests 

except he be prepared to 

speedily respond.

5 And we give unto you the

parable of the self-addressed

envelopes.

6 When the missionary

departed into the far off land he

gave a certain number of self-

addressed stamped envelopes to

his friends.

7 Unto one he gave five, unto

another he gave two, and unto 

the third he gave one.

8 And while he was gone, he 

that was given the five envelopes

wrote five letters, then in his zeal

wrote five letters more.

9 The same with him that had

two envelopes; He wrote two 

letters and then two letters

more.

10 But he that was given the

one self-addressed envelope

became slothful and careless.

And he lost the envelope, even

that which he was given.

11 And when the missionary 

came home he went unto his 

friends. And he that had written 

ten letters was warmly greeted

12 The same with him that

had written four letters.

13 But he that had written 

none at all was given nothing

more than a fishy, wimp-like

handshake.

CHAPTER 4

And the missionary said unto

his friend; lovest thou me?

2 And the friend said, of 

course I love thee. Then the

missionary said, fill my 

mailbox.

3 He saith a second time, 

friend, lovest thou me? And the

friend said, thou knowest that I

love thee. He then said, fill my 

mailbox. 

4 He then spake a third time 

saying, lovest thou me? And the

friend said, thou knowest all

things, thou knowest that I love

thee.

5 Then the missionary said, 

stuff my mailbox.

6 And the vision is become

unto all as the words of a letter

that is sealed in the evelope

that men deliver to one who is

not serving a mission saying,

Read this, I pray thee; and he

saith, I cannot, for it is not

mine.

7 And the letter is delivered to

him that is serving a mission 

saying, red this I pray thee;

and he saith, why sure.

8 Therefore you should

proceed to do a marvelous work.

For a missionary, even a mar-

velous work and a wonder by 

writing a letter.

             -THE MISSIONARIES OF THE TEXAS                   SAN ANTONIO MISSION

Can't wait till he's  home!!