Hey,

 

This week was a little slow. Kinda crazy. We had a Missionary Leadership Council again. It was good. We were trained on how to hold a good zone meeting. So we did our zone meeting the next day. It was really good compared to my previous zone meetings. We still have some improving to do, of course. But it was good. 

 

Today for our zone activity, we played some sports at the park. It is a really nice park. You should look it up on Google earth or something. It's that cool. The intersection closest to it are at Campbell and Golden. Near La Sierra Ave and Arlington Ave. Anyway, while we were there, I thought "well...I can't just sit here by myself while all these missionaries are having fun." So I broke my rule and played with them. After about 30 minutes, I remembered why I made that rule for me in the first place. My back freaked out and I had to stop. Super painful.

 

I'm not afraid to say that I'm in pain. I've been complaining for a long time now. Remember how I never wanted to complain? Well, I have to. My back hurts and I don't want it to hurt anymore. That's basically all I remember from this week. It was good. :) 

 

I'm happy considering all that Satan does to make me not happy. Do you think that Satan could be the cause of my back hurting? I know he doesn't want me to serve a mission...but does he have that kind of power? Or is it God...trying to tell me something? I'm confused about it. If I should be on a mission, then I should be blessed right? I'm being blessed abundantly, yes, however...I would rather have the spiritual blessings replaced with physical blessings at this time. 

 

Anyway...The new ward is good. lots of old people. . . not a lot of investigators but at least we know what we need to focus on. I'm hopeful. Thanks for everything.

 

Elder Peck