Elder Peper

My Mission Experience

The Land We Belong to is Grand

Hello Again to Parents and Families,

Conference was wonderful as you know.  Here in Oklahoma City it was 84 degrees.  The wind came sweeping down the plain with a bit too much enthusiasm but we had a nice Easter weekend.  We have had a chance to visit with a few of the missionaries who all agreed that they loved conference.  It is like the Balm of Gilead to these missionaries to go into the security of the churches and just sit at the feet of apostles and prophets and soak in the Spirit.  Okay, it is possible that now and then someone nodded off for a while but they can read the messages later.  The music was heavenly.  When we first arrived here almost three years ago I greatly missed the easy contact with the influence of the church.  Sometimes I felt like I was “wandering to and fro to seek the word of the Lord” if you know what I mean.  Lately the Cox Network has included BYU Television on their listings so it makes it easier for members to tune in when they want to.

A while ago President Gee and I were traveling to Alva, Oklahoma and I was thinking about what I might tell you.  I started carefully watching the landscape and made a few notes to pass along to you.  I would bet not many missionaries tell you about the details here. I hope this will create a picture in your minds.

The leaves were not on the trees yet.  The skeletons of the trees were all that were showing.  They are strange looking trees but there are thousands and thousands of them.  They are squaty trees that look gnarled, tangled, cluttered and messy.  There is so much undergrowth that it almost looks trashy.  However, by now the leaves are coming out full force and in a few more days there will be a wall of thick and lush green.  We saw watery chocolate ponds all over the place.  Most of them are man-made.  The dirt here is red.  It is really quite pretty but it makes the water look contaminated.  There were many fields of brilliant green fall wheat.  Herds of Black Angus, and Charolais, populate those fields.  Sometimes there are Red Angus as well.  Once in a while there are Texas Longhorns who carry their heavy burdens on their heads.  There are also many herds of horses. The homes are mostly brick and there are many red barns.  The homes seem to be about 30 to 40 years old.  They are substantial and well kept.  A ride through the countryside is really picturesque.  Flags fly briskly, often straight out.

The highways and the medians are wide and the grass on the outsides and the medians is mowed and manicured.  In the summer we often wonder if they mow the whole state.  Eventually the trees thin out and leave massive fields with only a lonely tree now and then to dot the horizon.  Sometimes the only thing that adds variety are the telephone lines.  We even discovered there are some Great Salt Plains that are as white as snow.  We have loved going in any direction all over the mission.  We find every variety of landscape interesting and beautiful.  However, we along with everyone else who grew up around mountains really miss them.  I finally figured out the way to be happy is to enjoy what you have and try not to compare it with what you left behind.

Well, I guess that is enough of the travel-log.  We hope all is well with you and that you have a good week.

Love, President and Sister Gee


April 5, 2010 - Posted by | Letters from Mission President/Wife, Uncategorized

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