Friday, January 05, 2018


This is a possibility that I think we can get into for a reasonable price on Sunday July 1st, 2nd, 3rd up to the morning of the 4th.  Look at the site.  The last photo shows a video.  Check it out.  It would mean some of us would be camping but in a beautiful hammocks if you wanted.  100 trees planted 10 feet apart specifically done for hammocks! They do allow tent trailers and motorhomes but they don't have hook ups for them. 

So how do you feel about this location?
How do you feel about the dates? 

We may have an option at a YW's camp in southern Idaho also.  Waiting for a possible opening the same week in July.

Monday, October 23, 2017

Colin's last words from his mission:

I think the Apostle John said it best in third john,
13 I had many things to write, but I will not with ink and pen write unto thee:
14 But I trust I shall shortly see thee, and we shall speak face to face. Peace be to thee. Our friends salute thee. Greet the friends by name

-Elder White

Monday, October 16, 2017

Colin's last letter!

Well, Elder Morris’ bike is now totally fixed, but then I got really sick, and then Elder Norwood got pink eye, but now we are healed.  .  . Well, kinda. Elder Morris might have the flu. We decided it sounds more serious when we call it “influenza,” but that makes it sound like he's going to die. Really, we are fine now. Being sick did, however, put a bit of a dampener on our week.
         On Tuesday Elder Norwood woke up and his eye was pink. We kind of jokingly made him call the mission nurse and she said it probably wasn't pink eye, but in the morning the next day, he woke up and it was most definitely pink eye. We made him call the mission nurse again, and we were stuck inside all day. I am proud to say that neither Elder Morris, nor I, contracted pink eye because we followed the Lord's instruction to Moses. In Leviticus chapter 15 in the Bible, they are taught how to treat sick people. Here are a few selected verses from that:
         “2 Speak unto the children of Israel, and say unto them,   When any man hath a running issue out of his flesh, because of his issue he is unclean.

         3 And this shall be his uncleanness in his issue: whether his flesh run with his issue, or his flesh be stopped from his issue, it is his uncleanness.

         4 Every bed, whereon he lieth that hath the issue, is unclean: and every thing, whereon he sitteth, shall be unclean.

         5 And whosoever toucheth his bed shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.
         11 And whomsoever he toucheth that hath the issue, and hath   not rinsed his hands in water, he shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be unclean until the even.”
 Pretty incredible how it took science over 2,000 years to catch up with God's direction. God told the children of Israel thousands of years ago how to treat sick people, and the World didn't figure out this simple information until almost 1900!
         So we sanitized everything Elder Norwood touched, which I think he got tired of really fast, but we just followed him around and wiped down all surfaces that he came in contact with, even the wall map that he touched. You may say that is ‘over-the-top,’ but neither of us got pink eye--so hey, it worked!
         On Thursday Elder Norwood had a doctor's appointment, but his eye was healed, so the doctor didn't do anything, but then Friday morning he woke up and his eye was infected again!! --and it was way worse.  While I stayed inside, quarantined with Elder Norwood, Elder Morris went on splits with the 1st counselor in the stake presidency  to go teach people, and they had much success, including a less-active sister we teach has decided to come back to church this week!
         After the whole being-sick-fiasco we got back hard to work, and it rained, and rained, and rained a little more, and so for three days we rode around soaking wet on our bikes. No matter what you do, you get drenched when you ride bikes in the rain out here. The water finds its way through all of the clothing you have on. 
         While riding around, Elder Norwood saw a man throw his phone at the ground so he stopped and asked if everything was alright. The man said, "You always show up at the right time. How did you know?" Turns out he was a less-active member from a different ward who was in a really bad spot. You would be amazed how many times we hear that, though. So often people tell us things like, "How did you know to come right now?  How did you know I need y'all?" or "How did you know to say that?" We had an investigator ask us, "Do y'all have a gps tracker on me? Cuz y'all always show up exactly when I need you." And I would respond to all of those people, "The Holy Ghost: it will show unto you all things what ye should do." If we are obedient to the commandments of God, are baptized, and receive the gift of the Holy Ghost, we can say what God needs us to say, and be where God needs us to be, and that is why so often we just, "Happen to say the right thing," and just "Happen to be in the right place at the right time."  Certainly God will place people in our path each day that need our help, and we must not overlook each opportunity to serve one another.
         There are birds all over the place here in Virginia Beach. Last week we saw several Great Egrets, Great Blue Herons, Canvas Back Ducks, Black Ring Neck Ducks, Mallards, and even a Muscovy Duck, which happily took a pass-a-long card we handed to it.  I assume the duck thought we were giving it food, but who knows where that card will end up! All the time we have to avoid hitting geese on our bikes. Last week on P-day we went down to the Back Bay Wildlife Refuge and saw Virginia Rails, and Glossy Ibis, and beautiful Ospreys and I think a Northern Hairier. With all the birds come a problem: it means we are dodging bird poop all the time as we ride our bikes, but we like the birds.
         Last night as we were riding our bikes home from an appointment, we saw this 20 year-old kid riding his BMX bike all over the road (he was obviously high on something). He was singing a Lady Gaga song at the top of his lungs and when he pulled up alongside of us he pointed to us and yelled, "GOOD EVENING MORMON DUDES!!!  and then continued singing and riding past us in the other direction.
         In that same neighborhood we passed a young black guy sitting on his porch who yelled when we passed with his fist to the air, "These my Nig*#@S!! They out day and night!!" Every time we pass him which is pretty frequently actually he puts his fist in the air and yells, "my NIG$#@S!" he's the only black man out here who has ever called us the N word. He doesn't say it offensively, but he seems excited, and thinks it's cool that we are missionaries out here serving the Lord. Maybe we will try to teach him one of these days.
         On my mission I have met the wealthiest of people (like millionaires) and the poorest of the poor (homeless people with no money to their name). I have met people in both situations, who are miserable--absolutely miserable. I have also met people in both of those circumstances who are as happy as could be. Your situation in life does not determine your happiness. It is your attitude, which is mostly the result of the way you live (mind you, things like clinical depression are another story, but a lady in this ward who suffers from that, told me that studying the Book of Mormon is the only thing that makes her feel happy--so just a thought). True happiness only comes through living the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I only have one more week, so I will see you all soon. I hope that Y'all have a blessed week, my friends.
--Elder White

Saturday, October 14, 2017

I thought our non facebook family might like to see this:

1927 ~ 2017
DeWayne Larsen Harding passed away peacefully with his loving family at his bedside October 10, 2017. Born December 1, 1927 to Alonzo Hazelton Harding and Margaret Rue Larsen in Fairview Idaho. Oldest son of seven and dear brother to Anna, Norma, Carol, Margaret, Blake and Spencer, who lovingly refer to him as Dee.
DeWayne married his sweetheart, Clara Louise McNeely, November 26, 1947 when he returned from WWII. They were later sealed in the LDS Logan Temple and were blessed with four children. Twin boys, David Cecil and Daniel Lon who were born in Alaska as they were stationed at Big Delta during the Korean War. Two daughters Sue Ann and Christy Lynne joined the family thereafter. It was DeWayne's daughters who both so lovingly cared for him during his last few years with us. DeWayne's greatest treasure is his family and that was evident in everything he did and said.
After returning from his service in the Korean War, DeWayne attended the University of Utah utilizing the G.I. Bill and earning his Bachelors of Science in Accounting, "A Utah Man Am I" and a true Utah fan until the end. His career path took him to Montana where he worked for Allstate Insurance. He was known for being more than an insurance salesman but someone his clients could count on for help whenever needed and a friend to all. He truly loved the "Big Sky Country" of Montana.
Upon retirement DeWayne and Clara settled in Sandy Utah where many choice relationships were established. He became known for his many selfless acts of service and countless hours of caring for the wellbeing of others. He truly enjoyed blessing the lives of others with his many talents.
As a devoted member of the LDS faith, DeWayne served in many capacities. In particular, he valued serving in the Scouting program and especially enjoyed the adventures he shared with his sons. He was awarded the honor of Silver Beaver for his decades of service within this program. He also cherished the opportunity to serve as a missionary. Whether by formal call or daily life he was passionate about sharing his love of Jesus Christ with anyone who would listen
DeWayne is survived by his son Daniel (Elaine), daughters Sue George (Samuel), Christy Andrews (Bruce), 14 grandchildren and 24 great grandchildren. He is preceded in death by his beloved wife Clara, and dear son David (Doreen). He leaves behind a legacy of love and service to all mankind that will never be forgotten.
Friends and family are invited to attend the funeral to be held Monday, October 16, 2017 at 11am at the East Dell LDS Chapel 2300 E. 9800 S. Sandy, Utah. A viewing will be held prior to the service starting at 10:00-10:45 am. Also, Sunday evening from 6:00-7:30 pm at Larkin Sunset Gardens 1950 E. Dimple Dell Road (10600 S.) Sandy, Utah. We are thankful for the loving care he received at the Veterans Administration Hospital with countless team of Doctors and Nurses who cared for him over the years. Online condolences:
Published in Deseret News from Oct. 13 to Oct. 15, 2017

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Final Report for Elder and Sister Macbeth – NEWS FROM CAM - September 28 – October 11, 2017

This is a little report to update you on our whereabouts and activities since we concluded our mission in Anaheim. On Thursday, September 28, we cleaned and packed and bid farewell to some of the great people we’ve come to know and love in what was then the Anaheim 4th Ward. We had planned on visiting our friends from the Tri-Cities area, the Risenmays, who have been serving for the past nearly 2 years at the Temple in Tijuana before we headed north to our home, so after a short visit with our family in Laguna Niguel we drove down to the border and spent the night.  Friday morning we got up and walked across the border into Mexico, and caught a cab to the Temple. We were early for the 11:00 am session, so we did some initiatory work before the session that the Risenmays officiated. One of their sons and a daughter with their spouses were also there (Allison Cornia Risenmay). After the session, we all went to lunch with them and another missionary couple, the Hales from Las Vegas, in downtown Tijuana.  Then they drove us back across the border. We stopped to visit an old friend from Ricks College (Ahmad Paksima) in San Diego, who gave us a box of his famous rugulach, and took us out to dinner across from the Temple there. Afterwards we drove back to Anaheim to spend our last night there, Saturday morning we did final cleaning, packed up the car and turned in the keys to our apartment. The car was stuffed full worse than when we came down on our mission.

We spent Saturday evening with our son Brad and kids in Laguna Niguel, and listened to a little of the priesthood session of General Conference. On Sunday we enjoyed Conference at Brad’s (Becky was in Nashville) and had a wonderful meal with Becky’s parents and family. On Monday morning we headed north.  Diann noticed that we still had the remote fob that opened the gates at our apartment, so we stopped at the Mission Office and turned it in, and bid farewell to our friends there. Then we headed for Las Vegas and where we went to dinner with Steve and Sherma Heaton (Diann’s sister). Later we drove on to St George and spent the night with Del and Lynette Parson (Diann’s brother). Tuesday morning we stopped in Washington, Utah and visited with Diann’s uncle and aunt, Owen and Jerrie Barker, then on to Hurricane for lunch with my brother Dave and Brenda. There were no more stops required, except for gas, before we got to our daughter’s (Kristina Ito’s) home in Clinton, Utah. We finally got to meet our youngest grandson, Robby. Diann had promised we would spend a week there, so we settled in and had fun visiting with them, playing catch and picking apples from their tree, plus helping with a few little projects around the house. On Saturday morning we all went to the pumpkin patch and corn maze in Ogden, and loaded up a bunch of pumpkins to turn into jack-o-lanterns. We went to Church Sunday morning and left after Sacrament Meeting to meet Brad and Becky and their kids at Temple Square. We had the tour of the Conference Center and walked quickly through Temple Square because Brad’s family was headed back home to California. We all went to Wendy’s for lunch and transferred some our stuff they had brought up in their car for us. Kristina and Bryce headed for home and Diann and I stopped in Layton to visit her cousin Ardella and Terry McMullen. We anxiously awaited news from Anaheim about the Stake and Ward boundary realignment that was finally announced today. Our old 4th Ward contributed members to each of the four new wards. We hope that everyone there will be happy and successful with the quite radical changes.

Monday was Columbus Day, a federal holiday, so I helped Bryce put shelves into a large closet and stain some of their kitchen chairs. That evening we all had dinner at my sister Carla and Barry Nelson’s in West Jordan, and my other Salt Lake sister Linda and Bob Westover also came over. They had just returned from their trip to Hawaii and told of their adventures there.

Well, that brings us to today, Tuesday. Our plans are to visit with Diann’s cousin Roxanna and Desmond Dickey in Brigham City tomorrow and spend the night with Diann’s sister Jodell and Bob Faris in Nampa. Then finally we’ll be home on Thursday. Our Ward there has already asked us to speak in Sacrament Meeting on October 22, so we’ll be back into the routine of our lives in Washington, but we won’t forget our new friends and experiences of the past 18 months.

With our love to all,

Paul and Diann (Elder and Sister Macbeth, we’re not released until we report to our Stake President)

Monday, October 09, 2017

Colin's letter:
Well, sadly, I only have two weeks left (although I am certain my mother isn't sad about that), nevertheless, I know that every moment spent here in Virginia and North Carolina was more than worth it. This week was eventful as well. Elder Morris' bike's seat post is fixed, but the back axle snapped in half.... but it is fixed now, luckily. The day we got his wheel fixed I got sick, though, and I am still sick with a nasty cough. I'm sure riding bikes everywhere is helping, though--actually it isn't. I feel like I'm going to die, but don't worry, I'll be okay.
         This week we had interviews with President, and Sister Weed. President Weed gave me my departing interview, and told me that if I ever need a letter of recommendation or anything like that, he would do it for me, which will actually be very beneficial considering his work experience and status. I got sick on my birthday but Elders Morris and Norwood threw me a surprise birthday party anyways! I didn't seem very excited to them because I was sick but I really did appreciate it.
         We had some really good experiences this week because we felt very led by the Spirit. Although sometimes I feel we, as church members, desire so badly to be led by the Spirit that we think the Holy Ghost is some kind of pathfinder way out in front of us, when in reality, the Gift of the Holy Ghost is to have the companionship of the Spirit. He is right there with us. God expects us to learn to make choices ourselves, and the Spirit will rescue us when our honest, best efforts are not enough, or when there is something very specific God needs us to do. 
         This week our experiences were mostly the kind where our own best efforts were not enough and the Spirit was there to help us know what to do. On Wednesday night all of our appointments cancelled on us and the member who was going to go with us fell through too. We had absolutely nothing to do and it was 8:30pm which is the hardest time to fill, but we wanted to work till 9 and not go in early, so we stopped and prayed. We felt distinctly like we should go to a certain apartment complex close by, so we went. When we were locking our bikes to a lamppost (Think we broke the light... when we bumped the post, the light burnt out, I think) before we could even finish locking our bikes, this girl came up to us and asked if we could help take some stuff up to her apartment.  It turns out she is the daughter of a less-active family who we teach! We not only got to help her move stuff, but we cleaned the whole place, which was a serious mess. It was a mess because the night before Emily moved in the people who she was moving in with got in a drunken brawl and threw a tequila bottle through the wall! When we went through everything that was left I threw away at least $100 or more of whiskey, tequila, and other hard alcohol, and probably $50 in tobacco. At the beginning of my mission I was worried and nervous about inviting people to keep hard commitments or do things like throw away someone’s alcohol, but now I just feel so confident and bold in doing any of those things. I have no fear of them because I know how happy people can be when they really repent. When we left Emily's, she even asked us to come back, and told us that she wants to come back to church, she knew that is what she is missing in her life.
         I look forward to teaching people about things like Tithing, the Word of Wisdom, or the Law of Chastity, because keeping those commandments cuts out the very problems most people we teach are facing in life. Those three commandments bring countless blessings for us now and in eternity.    This week we taught  Alec the Word of Wisdom, which I was really excited to teach, because he's been smoking for 45 years! Alec is a huge Harley Davidson fan, and we used the greatest motorcycle analogy for the living the Word of Wisdom. I opened the photographic history book of the Harley Davidson Company he had on his coffee table and pointed to the nicest pre-WWII bike in the book and asked Alec, "If someone gave this incredibly valuable bike to you, how would you treat it?" and he exclaimed "Oh man, I would keep it so clean and drive it so carefully-- I would keep it so safe, so no one could scratch it, and I'd make sure it was running in tip -top condition!" Then we asked him, "Alec would you ever fill it up with diesel fuel?" he  told us, "NO, that would RUIN... Oh I get it, yeah.. that makes a lot of sense." Then we testified of the importance of our bodies. We explained to him that our bodies are a gift from God, who loves us, and our bodies are of an infinitely higher value than any Harley Davidson. They are a necessary part of God's plan for us to become like Him, and we should treat our bodies even better than we would a rare motorcycle.
         Elder Morris, Elder Norwood, and I have been having so much fun riding around on our bikes everywhere and talking to everyone. We wave, smile, and say ‘hello’ to everyone. This week we passed a little kindergartner on her bike with her older brother, and as we rode past we told her that we liked her bike. In the cutest voice she yelled back, "THANKS!! I like your matching outfits!!!" We laughed and laughed! That was the best compliment we have gotten in a long time. It's true, though, we are always wearing matching outfits: a white shirt and a tie, riding on bikes. . . who else could that be, but the Mormon missionaries?! My next email will be my last full email. Look forward to that. So until next time,  I hope y'all have a blessed week!  
---Elder White

Thursday, October 05, 2017

LAST week's letter from Colin:
This week was phenomenal, 8 of our 12 set appointments fell through, but it was still a great week! Three days ago we were riding our bikes out of our apartment complex and Elder Morris was riding with no hands.... and then... the bolt that holds his seat to the seat post sheared in half and his seat fell off the bike while his was sitting on it.... you can just imagine what pain then ensued! For about 10 minutes he was genuinely worried if he would ever have children. After throwing his bike seat at a tree in a rage of pain, we walked back to the apartment where he laid down for an hour while Elder Norwood and I made phone calls, but don't worry, he is safe and no longer in pain.
         The only other bad thing that happened this week was as we had an appointment last night with two of our investigators. When we rode up to their house, out on the skreet, right in front of their home, there was a group of 15-20 hoodlums (I mean that 100% seriously, they were ‘hoodlums,’ to say the least). As we parked our bikes and knocked on the door they stood there in the street cussing and taunting at us. When the people we were there to teach looked out the window all they saw was the huge group of people on the street yelling and shouting, so they didn't answer the door. We rode away as they continued to yell and shout all manner of obscenities at us. We weren't really mad because that kind of stuff happens all the time, but we laughed. Anyone who has read 1st Nephi chapter 8 knows why we laughed. Here, I won't make you look it up, this is the verse:
         "And I also cast my eyes round about, and beheld, on the other side of         the river of water, a great and spacious building; and it stood as it   were in the air, high above the earth.  And it was filled with people,   both old and young, both male and female; and their manner of dress       was exceedingly fine; and they were in the attitude of mocking and     pointing their fingers towards those who had come at and were     partaking of the fruit."
The truth is, though, that it doesn't matter what anyone thinks or says about what we believe. My belief in the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ is independent of anyone's opinion or point of view.  I have read the Book of Mormon and I have Prayed to know of it's truth, and the truth of this church, and my prayer was answered. I know from God through the power of the Holy Ghost that this is true. So it honestly, does not matter to me what anyone else might think about it, because why would it when I know from God, The All Knowing Supreme Governor of the Universe, that it is the truth. That knowledge can only come from God. He is the source of all truth.
         I have never been happier to be a missionary for God's true church. I have found so much Peace, Joy, and Happiness, and I believe that those feelings come when we pray for, and have, Faith, Hope, and Charity.
         One of the investigators we found last week was the stepsister of a different lady that we teach. She's 14 years-old and when she went home after the lesson we taught she read and prayed about the Restoration and asked her dad 5 times if she could be baptized. Her family told us that she had been suffering some fairly severe clinical depression and that this is the happiest they've seen her in months! Unfortunately, she lives in a different ward's boundaries so we probably won't be the Elders who teach her. 
         It is always a good week when you are preaching the Gospel. I hope y'all have a blessed week!  

--Elder White