Speaking at Church

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Dear J,

This past Sunday night, our church had a Fireside where three people were chosen to speak about why they believe in God and how they came to the church. Originally, I was supposed to be a backup for one of those three people. I was going to be like the 12th Man: suit up, show up, stand on the sidelines in case they need me. But I guess they needed me in the game instead because last Wednesday they asked me to be one of the ACTUAL speakers. With no backup.

I was a telecommunications major and had to do a lot of presentations in college and I also ran for state representative but I don’t like public speaking. It’s nerve-wracking and I’m not sure why. I know that all if I’m having to talk in front of a lot of people, it’s not a punishment. Those people are there to hear what I have to say. But that didn’t stop me from being extremely nervous even thinking about talking in front of everyone on Sunday.

Practice Makes Perfect (Almost)

It didn’t make it any better that the elders said that my talk had to be around ten minutes long! How was I supposed to ramble on for that long? I figured I needed to practice what I was going to say so for a few hours a night I shaped my talk. I timed myself and I started off with a speech that lasted fifteen minutes. I was pretty surprised because it didn’t feel like that took that long. My new problem was trying not to bore everyone to death by rambling on too long about my story. I figured I was solid after that as long as I could cut out some of the fluff.

I trimmed the speech down to about eight minutes after I took out some unnecessary parts to the story. They still got the idea but weren’t bogged down by the details. I also thought that it was going to be mostly young people at the Fireside but there were a lot of older people and kids so I modified the semi-polygamy joke I had planned and cut out some other stuff they might not have liked that much. I still made a polygamy joke though because I had to. It wasn’t that bad. I just said that growing up, the only two words that came to my mind when anyone brought up Mormons was “sister wives”. Originally I was going to say “weird” and “polygamy”.

The Main Event

After days of hoping that by some miracle, they’d find somebody else to give the talk in my place, Sunday came and I was still a go. I was already nervous but I found out when I got there that two of my old missionaries (the ones I visited about two weeks ago) were going to be there! I was happy to see them, though. I wish they would get sent back here but I don’t think they will. To make me even more nervous, just about every missionary in Texas was sitting behind us on the stage (or whatever the front of the church is called). I hate when people sit behind me. That’s why I was always in the back of the class.

I had to speak after one of the elders played a song on the violin. I hoped it would be a long song. Once he hit that last note, it was go time. I got up to the mic and was immediately overcome with nerves, but I powered through it and introduced myself. Right before I got on a roll, a guy came up and tapped me on the shoulder. I thought Oh wow I’m already getting kicked off the stage. He was just asking me to stand closer to the mic.

After the introduction, I didn’t really feel nervous anymore. Maybe it was that brief distraction or the fact that the church laughed at the first thing I said and put me at ease. Either way I rolled through that speech and didn’t think too much of it. If I felt myself starting to get nervous or my voice started to get shaky, I’d just look at one of my good friends sitting in the front row and pretend like I was talking straight to her like I usually do. It felt natural. I also don’t like when people doing church talks set up a joke and pause afterwards and then people think Oh I’m supposed to laugh now and then there are bunch of pity laughs. I avoided that by not pausing at all UNLESS the people were laughing and wouldn’t be able to hear the rest of what I was saying.

I really only sprinkled in two actual jokes I wanted to say but I had them laughing the whole time so I guess it was alright. I just talked how I usually do and I’m normally pretty good at making people laugh even unintentionally. I know I was scared at first but it sort of felt good to be up there speaking to everyone. The only thing that made it a little awkward was that some people had pretty intense listening faces so I tried to avoid looking at them too much.

The Aftermath

After the Fireside, a lot of people came up to me to tell me how much they loved my talk! I got a lot of hugs and handshakes. Some people told me how their story related to my story or how I offered a perspective of finding religion that they’d never heard or thought of before. Some people told me they thought the talk was hilarious and how they were glad I got moved up from backup to starter. It was all very encouraging and made me feel pretty good. I probably wouldn’t want to talk in front of everybody like that too often but next time, I’ll probably be a lot less nervous about it. It was a great experience.

I wish you were there to see it.

-Jeston

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That’s What I Love About Sunday

me and my missionaries

Dear J,

On Sunday, my roommate and I went down to Houston to visit my favorite missionary at her new church! We weren’t sure what to expect but judging from what she said about her new area, we figured it would be pretty rough. I brought my gun just in case. After about an hour drive with the windows down because my truck’s AC is out, we rolled up to a nice little church. I left my gun in the truck.

We got in there and debated on the best way to surprise her. We decided to just walk straight up to her and say Hey what’re you doing here? So that’s what we did. She was talking to some old guy when we showed up so on one hand I felt bad for pulling her away but on the other hand, he gets to see her all the time so get outta my way. She was so excited to see us! She couldn’t believe we were there. She did that thing people do where they’re so excited that they laugh and hide their face. We said we came to bust her out. We talked for a little bit and caught up as much as we could before church started.

Since she’s a missionary, she’s not really filled in on what’s going on in the world. I let her know that since she’s been out, Kate Spade, Anthony Bourdain, and Mac Miller had all died. She thought I was lying at least about Kate Spade. I had also written her a nice letter before we came so I gave her that along with one of those little knives that looks like a key. I told her that as long as she aims for the soft spots (neck, eyes, temple) she should be fine. She’s tough. She also asked us to stalk her sister’s boyfriend to make sure he’s a good guy.

Her church was wild. A baby on a leash tried to climb on her companion’s lap. Another kid wearing a paper hat danced across the floor during a talk. Everybody except the bishop was 30 and up (the bishop was 28). I don’t remember exactly how it happened but the guy giving our Sunday School lesson on baptism brought up a what-if scenario about what would happen if he died taking the missionaries to a strip club! My favorite missionary tried to steer the conversation back on track but it didn’t work. Later on, somebody brought up that they knew a 40 year old woman who wasn’t married yet and one guy said that unless the church lifted the ban on polygamy, he couldn’t take on any more wives! Those people were hilarious. I’d probably keep on going down there if it didn’t take so much gas and if my truck’s AC wasn’t broken.

After the lessons, we got to talk to my favorite missionary more. She asked how everyone back in College Station was and how things were going at church. Also while we were talking, some little kid came up and told me I looked like an actor from Transformers. When I asked him which one, he said it was one that was mean to the girl in the movie. I’m not sure if that was a compliment or not. I couldn’t ask him because he had already ran off with a bag of popcorn. I don’t remember what I said later on but it made my favorite missionary laugh and hit me. Now I’m not 100% sure but I’m pretty sure she’s not allowed to hit me! If I had the Melchizedek priesthood that would technically be elder abuse. That’s ok, though. It was just a love tap.

The worst part of the whole trip was leaving her.

She had a meeting to go to so we had to cut the visit a little shorter than we wanted. Maybe if we had told her beforehand that we were coming we could’ve planned something. Oh well. I’m glad I got to spend as much time with her as I did. I told her we’d back back for her birthday, though. Hopefully I’ve got her polaroid album done by then.

I think she’ll love it.

-Jeston

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Podcast Available on iTunes and Google Play

Howdy!

The Death of Hemingway podcast is now available on iTunes and Google Play. That means you can search up the podcast on either iTunes or Google Play and listen to whatever it is I’m talking about on those podcasts. I’m still working on getting it up on Spotify. I’ll you you know when that’s available.

Sometimes I talk about current events or politics, sometimes I’ll talk about funny stuff. It all depends on how I feel at the time. For my first podcast, I talked about the death of John McCain and the time I made chicken fettucine alfredo for my sister missionaries. If you have any suggestions for topics you’d like to hear covered, please visit my contact page.

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/death-of-hemingway/id1436556462

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