Monday, July 25, 2016

Week 40--Prayer Works (and Hump Day celebration!)



It was a crazy and awesome week this week!

Monday we were playing ultimate Frisbee at a park, and I got hit in the face with the Frisbee and had a purple lip all day.... I think I'll take a break from playing sports with the elders for a while. This is injury #9480572984502485209348752345, it seems like...

Tuesday we went and visited a few less-active members, and taught Romero with the Hood River hermanas. We are passing him to them, since he actually lives in Hood river. He got his baptism interview yesterday is ready to go! We had a really fun time planning his baptism service with him, the other sisters, and the Hood River Ward mission leader.

Wednesday and Thursday were pretty “meh”. We were driving ALL DAY. Usually, I don't mind, and the scenery is totally gorgeous here, but it was just too much for me to be in the car for pretty much two days straight. We had a lot of extra miles, so we decided to go out to our borders and check on some less-active members. Plus, we have been getting a LOT of member referrals lately, and one was out in Glenwood (border of the area) and sounded really promising. We went out to talk to them, but we had the wrong address and spent about 2-3 hours looking for a farm that wasn't there! Fortunately we got the right address now from the member and are going to try again next week. :) Thursday night I started feeling super icky. I don't even totally know how to explain it, but I just felt terrible. I felt like I was just really worn down or something spiritually and emotionally, so we said a prayer and I decided to get a blessing from a brother in the ward. It was kind of interesting that his name was the one that popped in my head, but as soon as we stepped foot in their house I knew this is where I needed to be. The Spirit returned to me, and I felt peaceful again as soon as his hands were on my head. He said he felt honored to be asked to give a missionary a blessing, and that he hasn't had a chance to share his priesthood with anyone in a long while. Prayer works!

Friday a miracle happened. A few weeks ago, on Hna. M's last day here, we stopped by our investigator, Max's house to say goodbye. He had been progressing awesomely, and we were going to pop the baptism question really soon. But then he came out and met us on the porch and said that we actually needed to take a break from our lessons for a little while. His wife was starting to get freaked out because she had heard some really bad lies about our church. He said he still believes and everything but that he needs his wife to be okay with it, so he wanted a little bit of time to be able to teach her and share his testimony with her. We asked if we could help resolve her concerns at all, but he said she wouldn't be comfortable talking to us. So we figured all we could do was pray! So the last three weeks Hna. H and I have been constantly praying for their family. Every single prayer, "Please bless Jane that her heart will be softened."

And then it happened! Friday night we got a super long text from him. He said that he needed to meet up with us and Bishop, because he had an amazing spiritual experience and knows he needs to be baptized and join the church. It was amazing! So we met up with him and Bishop during his lunch break on Saturday morning, and talked about all of it. It turns out, his wife is actually a consultant for a company named Lula Roe. It's a multi level marketing type business started by LDS members, and they sell modest clothes for women and girls.  Their family is getting really into her Lula Roe business, so they went down to California for the weekend to a Lula Roe convention. There were a ton of Mormon families there, and it was really inspiring for them. He said looking around and talking to everyone he could just tell there was something different about these people. The families were so close knit and there was a "light about them". He said that's exactly what he wants for his family, and he can tell the Gospel is what makes the difference. He was seeing all the successes these families were experiencing and knew it was Heavenly Father blessing them for all their efforts to be examples of the believers. He ended up talking to a ton of people and making a bunch of new Mormon friends from all over the country. I actually got pretty choked up when he was telling us about all of this because it reminded me about how in the Lord's church we are all a big family, and that no matter where you go, you always have a home! And we can always depend on each other. Who would have thought the wavering Washingtonian investigator, being taught by a couple of Texan missionaries, would go to California and meet a bunch of Mormons from all over at a clothing convention and be converted to the Gospel? It's truly amazing the way that Heavenly Father works! It was also really sweet to hear about how he was telling everyone that he had been meeting with the missionaries, and they were encouraging him. We even have member support in California. I LOVE MORMONS. <3

Saturday we went over to Larissa's house to practice teach her and one of her non-member friends. (Larissa is an AMAZING member missionary) and then had a mini-celebration, because on Thursday was my “hump-day” and Sunday Hna. Hull hit 2 months! My baby is growing up so fast! It was a great celebration, and there was even a rainbow in the sky!

(click for one of my favorite Gospel groups!)

 Hump Day and Two Months!

 Celebration with Larissa

 My awesome Hump Day present from my Momma.
She is SO TALENTED!!!




Sunday was a great day. We got a go-ahead from Bishop to teach the 5th Sunday lesson at church! We are going to talk about member missionary work and share a few clips from "The Missionary Next Door" by Diane Hoelscher. It's really great, and member missionary work is a huge focus for the Washington Yakima Mission right now. I'm so excited to get it into hyper drive!

Well, I think that's it for this week. I'll probably think of some things I forgot later, but that's the major stuff. Prayer works and miracles are real.

I love and miss you all a lot.


 An alpaca named Angus we met at a member's house




Monday, July 18, 2016

Week 39--Forgiveness

 Morning Study Time

Awesome news! Romero is getting baptized on 7/30!

This week was really crazy. We learned a LOT. Late Monday evening we got a call from our District Leader telling us that they were actually changing the Trainer/trainee meeting this transfer so that it would be in Quincy, instead of at the mission home in Yakima. Yakima is only 2 1/2 hours away, but Quincy is almost 6! So we ended up on Wednesday afternoon getting a ride with a member up to Yakima and spending the evening/night there with our STL's Hna. Luevano and Hna. Harston. It was so fun! We got to go to a lesson with some of our recent converts there, la familia Martinez-Farias ( I sent you a goodbye pic with them a few months ago when I left Yakima) It was so great to see them again and also to see Presidente Moreno, and WEIRD to sleep in my old apartment. It brought back a lot of memories. Hna. Luevano begged us to sing a song so Hna. Harston could hear our voices, and it was so fun because Hna. Hull has the voice of an angel! We love to sing together, especially "Jehova mi Pastor Es."

To Yakima!

Three Generations! 

Hermana Harston being adorable, as usual. She's from
Texas, so obviously that's why she's so cool!

Thursday we woke up super early, and the Calls (mission staff) drove us and two other companionships who are serving in Yakima, to Quincy (another almost 3 hours in the car.) The meeting was really, really good! I was so tired though. It was fun to see Sis. Hirsche and her new companion, and also a few other missionaries I have met through the months.
Mama and Papa Abken came and picked us up in Yakima after the Calls drove us back there from Quincy, so we ended up spending almost 8 hours in the car on Thursday. It's really boring when you have literally nothing to do--we were going to plan or study or something, but I was getting car sick....

Nice views in the northern part of the mission.
Reminds me of Royal!

Then Thursday when we got home around 7pm, and that's when all the craziness started. We grabbed some food really quick and rushed out the door because we had an appointment at 7:15, and on our way out the door we started hearing some yelling and stuff coming out of one of our neighbor's apartments. We got a little concerned, but we really needed to get to our appointment, so we just left. Then as soon as we left the appointment we went to our neighbor’s house to see if there was anything we could do and to make sure she was okay, because we had a bad feeling about it. She didn't answer the door or her phone. But her car was there, so we were getting worried. We decided to call the bishop, because he knows her and it was our curfew. He came over to her house to see her.

The next day was weekly planning and we were a little distracted and just feeling like bleh because of being in the car for eight hours the day before. So we decided to call up Miranda (our awesome 18-year-old member who is putting in her mission paperwork soon!) and see if she could come out with us to see some former investigators and less-active members. She said, “Of course!” (because she’s awesome) and we stopped by a few people’s homes. No one was home and I was thinking "Man! I wish I could help these two girls to have a good missionary experience today. We need a challenge." So we decided to go to our neighbor's house and see how she was. We called bishop to see how their meeting went. He said it was a really good thing we had called him, because "she shouldn't have been alone right then" and that it would be good for us to visit her. So we took Miranda with us and talked to our neighbor for a while. It was a good conversation about prayers and faith and being a good neighbor, because she's going through a LOT right now.

Then suddenly this van pulled up and a lady rushed up to us. As soon as our neighbor saw this lady was here, she said, "Oh, gotta go!" and then the lady came up to us with this strange phony smile and huge wide eyes and started up a conversation with us. First it was all good, like, "Oh it's so sweet you all are trying to be good neighbors. That’s just what Jesus does! etc. etc." And we were like... okay, well this seems pretty good, but we had a weird feeling. Then she just started RIPPING INTO US! All with a big smile on her face and those same wide eyes, she was saying stuff like "You Mormons are a cult," and other things. So I was kind of dumb, and instead of just walking away I tried to have a conversation with her. She kept ranting about everything I tried to say, and finally she said, “It’s my job to tell you girls the TRUTH!!!”

So…anyway, long story short, it was just bad. We got back in our car and Hna. Hull just started to cry. I felt so bad I was like... man there is such a fine line between fulfilling my purpose of testifying of Jesus Christ, and engaging in a conversation where someone just wants to bash. All I did was testify of what I know to be true , I didn't fight back, I didn't tell her she was wrong, I didn't pull out my scriptures and use them as a weapon of theological warfare, nothing! But it still made them really upset and I think I engaged just a little too much.

So I thought, well, I have a brand new missionary and a future missionary here with me. The best thing I can do now is use this as a teaching opportunity. So I said "Sisters, did any of us feel the Spirit just now with that lady?" and Hna. Hull was like "Definitely not! I felt personally attacked!!" I said "This is why, when we are talking to people and sharing what we know with people, that teaching with the Spirit is so crucial. If we don't, people are just going to feel like we are preaching at them."  That's how the situation with that lady had seemed. She just literally ran up to us, preached at us and bashed our most cherished beliefs and ran away. I said, "She said her "job" was to help us and to teach us the truth, but what she did just now was not teaching and definitely not helpful. All she accomplished was making us hate her. That's why in Preach My Gospel in the section about how to begin teaching, it says to never say anything bad about that person's religion. Religion is something very deep and very personal, and we're not here to take away the faith that they already have. That's not our purpose. Our purpose is to build on what they have, and help them take those steps to be even closer to God." Then Hna. Hull said, "That's so true, I think if she hadn't mentioned anything about Joseph Smith or Mormonism is a cult or anything like that and just shared what she knew, I would have been a lot more open to listening." It's so important that when anyone is trying to share their beliefs with someone else that they come from a place of love and genuine care! A good missionary knows that it's not really you that does the teaching, you're just a tool in God's hands to help the Holy Spirit touch the hearts of those you meet. The Holy Ghost is the real teacher.

After we talked for a while about all of these things, and I shared a bunch of scriptures with them to answer all of the questions that the lady had fired at us (I didn't want any faith crises or unanswered questions bothering them), we dropped Miranda off and headed for our next appointment. We were going to go visit the “L” family, a sweet Hispanic family in our ward, because their mom is going to have a surgery soon. We wanted to see how she was and invite them to a baptism that was going to be on Saturday in the Dalles. Our investigator, Romero was going to be there and they could fellowship him since they speak Spanish. So we talked to Sister “L” for a while, and she said, "Oh yes, we would love to go. I will rest all day tomorrow so I will have the strength." Then she started telling us a story about a time at church when she said something really bold to another lady at church and then she felt horrible when she got home because she realized it had crossed a line and been really hurtful. She prayed about it for about three months before she felt better.

So then we went to Romero's house for his lesson. He is actually engaged to a member of our ward, named Maria, who has been less active for a while now. She loves to sit in on the lessons, because she is making steps to change her life and come back to church. The lessons are a nice "refresher course." We ended up actually spending a lot of our time there talking to Maria and getting to know her more. She told us she hasn't been coming to church for about two years, because once when she was there another member said something so horrible and mean to her, and she just didn't want to have the chance of that lady cornering her again. We talked a lot about forgiveness, and Maria said that she didn't want to be a victim anymore. She didn't want to be afraid of this sister and let a bully get in the way of her having the spiritual experience of going to church and feeling happy. So then a little later on in the lesson, Hna. Hull said, "Oh, hey! There's going to be a baptism tomorrow in The Dalles. Ya’ll should come so Romero can see what it will be like when he is baptized!" Their faces lit up and they were like "Yes, definitely that would be so fun!" And then Hna. H was like, “We invited a really sweet family from the ward, too. They are the “L” family, and they are awesome! They speak Spanish too, so you can be friends with them!" Then Maria's face dropped and I was thinking, “Oh no...... no way,” and Hna. H's voice started to trail off. Maria’s voice got all quiet, and she said, "That's the lady who was mean to me. I don't think we can go to the baptism tomorrow, I would be really uncomfortable there." In my mind, I was thinking, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO," and we honestly sat there in silence for probably two full minutes. I was praying so hard in my mind "Heavenly Father! Please give me the words that Maria needs to hear right now!" Then I said, "I would hate to see this problem with Sister “L” perpetuate. It would be so sad for you to continue being re-victimized again and miss out on such an amazing spiritual experience of seeing someone get baptized." Then we pulled out the Liahona Magazine, which just happened to be in my bag (miracle!), and shared with her a few lines from "The Healing Ointment of Forgiveness," a talk from General Conference this past April. WHEW! It was intense. We left not knowing for sure if they would actually come to the baptism or not.

Well, long story short, THEY CAME TO THE BAPTISM. It was a miracle for sure! When Felix went under the water I glanced over at Romero, and he was grinning ear to ear! He was so happy and it was SO CUTE. The Spirit was SO strong, and even though Sister “L” and Maria were both there in the same room, Maria said she didn't feel any anxiety or anger! We went back last night and had another awesome lesson. We shared with her our experience with the lady at our neighbor’s house, because we realized the similarities. We had harbored up a lot of resentment in our hearts towards that lady, even in just the couple of days since she had verbally attacked us, and we realized that it wasn't doing us any good. It doesn't help anyone to keep the hateful feelings going! It isn't bothering that lady at all that we feel bad. If we let the resentment stay and eat away at our hearts, all it's doing it harming ourselves, and it's a huge burden! We bore our testimonies to her about the power of forgiveness, and then the three of us all knelt down in prayer together and individually asked for Heavenly Father to help us forgive the lady and Sister “L”. It was honestly one of the most spiritual moments I have ever had on my mission.

It was the perfect way to end the first half of my mission.


I love you all!


Monday, July 11, 2016

Week 38--I'm a "Mom"! Welcome to the missionary world, Hermana Hull!


Everyone, meet my "baby" Hermana Emma Hull! She's the cutest and sweetest thing ever! I'm so excited to be a trainer! More on that in a little bit.

Monday was the Fourth of July and was actually a pretty good day. They changed the schedule of our P-day a bit, because President wanted us to be in our apartments by 6pm just in case, for safety. Usually our P-day is from 10am-6pm, but last week we did 10-3, and then 6-9, that way some work could get done in our areas. It was pretty weird, but nice that we had plenty of time to pack Hermana Marble all up and ready to go. She was pretty excited about my packing skills because she used to carry four suitcases and a box, and I got it all into three suitcases! Woo hoo! (Thank you Leggett genes!) It was pretty fun to pack, but weird being the one that's staying! It's my first time being the companion that stays and takes over the area. Tuesday we went around to all of our investigators, less active members, and a few favorite members to say goodbye. It was so sad! But we are all really excited for Hna. M, who gets to "die" where she was "born"!

 July 4th at Panoramic Point


 Last District photos before transfers


 Larissa with Hna M. I think this is so ADORABLE!

 She wanted to hug me, too, even though I'm not saying goodbye!

The Drehobls

Wednesday we woke up at six and hurried and got ready and finished the last minute packing. Then we drove to Lyle, to the Hovinghoff's house (they were the ones that let us sleep over after the train explosion a few weeks ago.) They drove us up to Goldendale (the transfer site) where we met up with a bunch of other missionaries who were leaving. It was hard in those last few moments with Hna. M. I love her so much, and it was so hard to say goodbye! 

Goodbye Hna. M! I will miss you! 


Goodbye present I made for Hna M.

Pretty soon a big van pulled up, Elder Oliver, and Elder Shugart were driving (they both used to be my zone leaders, and are now the AP's Iit was so fun to see them!) And out of the van popped Elder Wilde (SO EXCITED HE'S IN MY ZONE AGAIN!) and Hna. Paulsen (Texan!) and then HERMANA HULL, my greenie!!! I was like OMG SHE IS SO CUTE! I HAVE THE CUTEST BABY EVER!

Ya’ll ready for the best part? She's from TEXAS! She is so, so, so pretty, too, and about the size of my pinky toe. That is really fortunate, because I found a cute dress at the thrift store a few weeks ago, thinking that Hna. Luevano would look good in it. But it was slightly too small, and now I have an even teenier companion that can fit in it! I'll have to take a picture.

It's been really fun all week introducing her to the members, when they ask her where she's from and she says "Texas" they're all like "Oh no! Not two Texans! The Texas pride is just ooozing everywhere!" It's so fun! But I guess I have to say goodbye to my nickname for a while (a lot of people call me Tex or Texas here.) She also is a GREAT singer and loves country music. She plays the fiddle and piano! We have a lot of fun together. She does like the best Miranda impression I have ever seen. Seriously, put some red lipstick on her and it’s just like Miranda!

On our way home from Goldendale, the Hovinghoffs took an eight minute detour and took us to this random zoo?! It was so strange, a mini zoo with giraffes, zebras, camels, and donkeys in the middle of the mountains of Oregon... but it was a really exciting and a fun thing for Hna. Hull on her first day here! Then when we got to their house they made us some lunch. It turns out Hna. Hull has Celiac's disease, which is cool for our comp unity, because we both have dietary restrictions. Now neither one of us has to feel bad about making the other person not get to have bread at member dinners.

Mini-zoo 





After we got home she told me I was actually in charge of giving her orientation, because her flight got delayed nine hours! So she didn't get to the mission home until about 12:30 the night before. She actually stayed up for 24 hours straight and then only got to sleep four hours until she had to wake up and get in the van to come down here to me! Poor girl! So I was going to let her take a nap, but she didn't want to. She's a really hard worker, which I LOVE. It's been amazing seeing the miracles already from her greenie fire! After we unpacked her and I gave her orientation, we went out and tracted for a while. I personally don't believe in tracting, because when I was at the MTC, they gave us tracting statistics, and on average, a missionary would have to knock on a THOUSAND doors before finding someone who would actually be interested in the gospel, and I can definitely testify to that. I have had exactly ONE investigator in my entire mission who came out of knocking, and she only had like 2 lessons before she dropped us... but I feel like it's a good experience for the missionaries, to break them in and get rid of their fear. She had a really hard time actually talking when people opened the doors, but after a while she loosened up a bit. We're not planning on spending a ton of time knocking, but we want to go at least a couple of times a week just to help her boost her confidence and courage.

 Fun "mother/daughter" pictures!



Hna. Hull in the cute dress I found

Thursday something REALLY cool happened. One of our Spanish members texted us and said she had a friend who was interested in the church and wanted to talk to us, and could we meet them on Saturday. We were like, “Holy cow, yes! We can totally do that!” So we met on Saturday and he literally said, "I have been learning about the church from my girlfriend and I really want to get  baptized, what do I have to do to get baptized?"

*OKAY LET ME PICK MY JAW UP OFF THE FLOOR*

We met with him the second day, yesterday and committed him to prepare for baptism on 7/30! It will be so exciting to have a baptism on my sister's birthday! His name is Ramon, and he is so prepared by the Lord to receive this. I LOVE MEMBER REFERALS. Hna. Hull and I were so excited after the lesson last night we actually cried a little. This has been a really hard area to work in. I feel like I've been working harder the last two transfers than I have in my entire mission with little or no results, and now we have someone on-date for baptism! We are so happy for Ramon! Please keep him in your prayers.


I guess that's it for this week.  I love being a trainer! :)

Pictionary for language study 


Cute baby deer that came up close to our car

Week 38--I'm a "Mom"! Welcome to the missionary world, Hermana Hull!


Everyone, meet my "baby" Hermana Emma Hull! She's the cutest and sweetest thing ever! I'm so excited to be a trainer! More on that in a little bit.

Monday was the Fourth of July and was actually a pretty good day. They changed the schedule of our P-day a bit, because President wanted us to be in our apartments by 6pm just in case, for safety. Usually our P-day is from 10am-6pm, but last week we did 10-3, and then 6-9, that way some work could get done in our areas. It was pretty weird, but nice that we had plenty of time to pack Hermana Marble all up and ready to go. She was pretty excited about my packing skills because she used to carry four suitcases and a box, and I got it all into three suitcases! Woo hoo! (Thank you Leggett genes!) It was pretty fun to pack, but weird being the one that's staying! It's my first time being the companion that stays and takes over the area. Tuesday we went around to all of our investigators, less active members, and a few favorite members to say goodbye. It was so sad! But we are all really excited for Hna. M, who gets to "die" where she was "born"!

 July 4th at Panoramic Point


 Last District photos before transfers


 Larissa with Hna M. I think this is so ADORABLE!

 She wanted to hug me, too, even though I'm not saying goodbye!

The Drehobls

Wednesday we woke up at six and hurried and got ready and finished the last minute packing. Then we drove to Lyle, to the Hovinghoff's house (they were the ones that let us sleep over after the train explosion a few weeks ago.) They drove us up to Goldendale (the transfer site) where we met up with a bunch of other missionaries who were leaving. It was hard in those last few moments with Hna. M. I love her so much, and it was so hard to say goodbye! 

Goodbye Hna. M! I will miss you! 


Goodbye present I made for Hna M.

Pretty soon a big van pulled up, Elder Oliver, and Elder Shugart were driving (they both used to be my zone leaders, and are now the AP's Iit was so fun to see them!) And out of the van popped Elder Wilde (SO EXCITED HE'S IN MY ZONE AGAIN!) and Hna. Paulsen (Texan!) and then HERMANA HULL, my greenie!!! I was like OMG SHE IS SO CUTE! I HAVE THE CUTEST BABY EVER!

Ya’ll ready for the best part? She's from TEXAS! Woo hoo! She was born in Arizona but then when she was 10 days old she was adopted by a family in Austin Texas. She is named after Emma Smith (cool!) and has two brothers, Eric who is 27 and her parent's biological son, and Nathan who is 18 and who is actually her biological brother! It's truly amazing the story of how her family ended up together. Heavenly Father Is so cool!! She is so, so, so pretty, too, and about the size of my pinky toe. That is really fortunate, because I found a cute dress at the thrift store a few weeks ago, thinking that Hna. Luevano would look good in it. But it was slightly too small, and now I have an even teenier companion that can fit in it! I'll have to take a picture.



It's been really fun all week introducing her to the members, when they ask her where she's from and she says "Texas" they're all like "Oh no! Not two Texans! The Texas pride is just ooozing everywhere!" It's so fun! But I guess I have to say goodbye to my nickname for a while (a lot of people call me Tex or Texas here.) She also is a GREAT singer and loves country music. She plays the fiddle and piano! We have a lot of fun together. She does like the best Miranda impression I have ever seen. Seriously, put some red lipstick on her and it’s just like Miranda!

On our way home from Goldendale, the Hovinghoffs took an eight minute detour and took us to this random zoo?! It was so strange, a mini zoo with giraffes, zebras, camels, and donkeys in the middle of the mountains of Oregon... but it was a really exciting and a fun thing for Hna. Hull on her first day here! Then when we got to their house they made us some lunch. It turns out Hna. Hull has Celiac's disease, which is cool for our comp unity, because we both have dietary restrictions. Now neither one of us has to feel bad about making the other person not get to have bread at member dinners.

Mini-zoo 





After we got home she told me I was actually in charge of giving her orientation, because her flight got delayed nine hours! So she didn't get to the mission home until about 12:30 the night before. She actually stayed up for 24 hours straight and then only got to sleep four hours until she had to wake up and get in the van to come down here to me! Poor girl! So I was going to let her take a nap, but she didn't want to. She's a really hard worker, which I LOVE. It's been amazing seeing the miracles already from her greenie fire! After we unpacked her and I gave her orientation, we went out and tracted for a while. I personally don't believe in tracting, because when I was at the MTC, they gave us tracting statistics, and on average, a missionary would have to knock on a THOUSAND doors before finding someone who would actually be interested in the gospel, and I can definitely testify to that. I have had exactly ONE investigator in my entire mission who came out of knocking, and she only had like 2 lessons before she dropped us... but I feel like it's a good experience for the missionaries, to break them in and get rid of their fear. She had a really hard time actually talking when people opened the doors, but after a while she loosened up a bit. We're not planning on spending a ton of time knocking, but we want to go at least a couple of times a week just to help her boost her confidence and courage.

 Fun "mother/daughter" pictures!



Hna. Hull in the cute dress I found

Thursday something REALLY cool happened. One of our Spanish members texted us and said she had a friend who was interested in the church and wanted to talk to us, and could we meet them on Saturday. We were like, “Holy cow, yes! We can totally do that!” So we met on Saturday and he literally said, "I have been learning about the church from my girlfriend and I really want to get  baptized, what do I have to do to get baptized?"

*OKAY LET ME PICK MY JAW UP OFF THE FLOOR*

We met with him the second day, yesterday and committed him to prepare for baptism on 7/30! It will be so exciting to have a baptism on my sister's birthday! His name is Ramon, and he is so prepared by the Lord to receive this. I LOVE MEMBER REFERALS. Hna. Hull and I were so excited after the lesson last night we actually cried a little. This has been a really hard area to work in. I feel like I've been working harder the last two transfers than I have in my entire mission with little or no results, and now we have someone on-date for baptism! We are so happy for Ramon! Please keep him in your prayers.


I guess that's it for this week.  I love being a trainer! :)

Pictionary for language study 


Cute baby deer that came up close to our car