That's right my dudes! Your boy just had another birthday! Your son is one year old today. He's got something he'd like to say. He's been practicing all day! All right! Take it away!
People people!
My name is Spencer.
And I'm an Elder!
And I wear this tag just to show it!
And I, just turned one.
You can write your scriptures but they ain't like mine! (what!)
I speak Chinese and share the gospel with my partner!
I use the scriptures and the power of the Father!
I'm gonna do this for a whole nother year! 一二三 here we go!
So yah. A year ago today a tiny little 18-year-old entered the MTC. Not knowing that what he was about to experience would change his life forever.
And as much as I would like to keep going on in an awesome cinematic style of telling about the past year in print format...
I have 15 minutes till I need to hit the send button.
So. It's been a year. And as you can probably tell my emails are suffering.
And that is really sad for me and my mom. But I'm sure it makes the rest of you quite happy. I have one friend in particular who I heard even complained once about the length of my emails. And not to point fingers our anything, but let's just call him M. Hughes. Or Mitchell H.
This man is one of my favorites.
But since my time is non existent I will just tell you the story of my birthday!
This story is a little graphic. Not recommended for all audiences.
It was a beautiful Wednesday night. I was finally half way through my mission (guys it's been a year! How crazy!) and we were knocking LA doors up in the beautiful mountains of Taiwan.
As we were knocking in the middle of nowhere I had a little conversation with my stomach that went like this.
Me:
Stomach: Run
Me: Why...?
Stomach:
Me: Oh Shhhhhhh
Me: ELDER SUN WE ARE LEAVING RIGHT NOW!
I hopped on my bike so fast, and was just screaming in my head. This is not happening. No. NO! I am not shating myself on my year mark!
But guys.... It was coming. And I was in the middle of the mountains!!!!! At the top! There was nothing around me! But I knew there was a store at the bottom.
So using all of my mountain biking knowledge I hopped on my bike and sprinted down the mountain. I'm sure my companion was like "He is going to die!"
I was passing the motorcycles and cars on the road I was going so fast!
But I pull up to the store and scream "WHERE IS THE BATHROOM?"
To which they reply 聽不懂
So I sprint to the gas station that they point at across the street. I'm running red lights and cutting off cars and I finally get there and throw my bike down and run to the bathroom.
Or run as best as I can while I'm trying to keep everything inside of me.
But it was coming.
And there I was. Almost to the bathroom. When I had the realization. I was going to shat myself on my year mark.
I threw open the bathroom door and to my HORROR! IT WAS A SQUATTER!!!!!!!!!
GUYS! MY INSIDES WANTED TO BE MY OUTSIDES AND GOD GAVE ME SQUATTER!!!!
But what choice did I have?????? I'd only used a squatter one other time in my life and that was 3 years ago in China!
But it was my only hope.
It was that or my pants.
And somehow, by some miracle. I made it in time.
God is good brothers and sisters.
God is good.
I wish I could watch everyone's faces as they read this story. I bet so many of my relatives are going to be like, "I thought that this boy was an elder! How could he tell this story?"
But I was laughing so hard guys. It was quite the experience.
So yah.
I decided to tell the story!
Another story.
The keys got locked inside the house again.... But somehow our temple recommend saved us. It was just the right size to fit in between the door and pop it open.
Guys, always carry a temple recommend. It will protect you from Sin and from the off chance you leave your keys in your house....
That's today's something about socks.
I literally have to hit send like right now.
I promise I'll write a good email someday.
Love you all muchly!
Here's some pictures!
Elder (has not pooped his pants) Baird








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