Monday, August 24, 2009

Eighteen months, baby.

Phew. I’m beat. My favorite member got arrested for unpaid parking tickets, but everything’s been sorted out now. We were worried she might run into immigration problems, but since her paperwork is actually being dealt with right now, they didn’t try to deport her or anything, and she’s a trooper. She made friends with all the toughest Hispanic ladies in the cage and described how the police trembled in fear when she was released a few hours later. (I think I already sent you a picture of Hermana Castillo once, and some of her precious children.)
We also enjoyed a lovely ‘goodbye-Elder-Meade’ dinner appointment with a family that are members of the ward in spite of not being members of the church… (waiting on divorce papers to go through in Mexico so they can get married legally.) Their oldest child has already been baptized though, and we get to start teaching the second oldest just in time for her to get baptized Oct. 8th; her eight birthday. It was a very fun evening. I tried to get footage of Elder Meade getting his face smashed into a cake but it didn’t work out. I do have pictures of the aftermath.
We’re working with some WONDERFUL people right now. It’s stressful, but it’s soooo rewarding.
Oh! It’s transfer week, and the only reason I didn’t bring that up sooner is because my news is boring: I’m staying and so is my companion! Actually, very few Spanish missionaries changed at all, except to regulate some things that were made wonky by sooo, so many missionaries having to go home this week. But everyone who wasn’t leaving was basically just left alone! And then they paired up the companionships who lost someone—or made them trainers. Very slick transfer, which is a little unusual for president. But I’m REALLY happy that I get to stay here for at least six more weeks with Hermana Forsling. It’s her second to last transfer and she’s praying that they’ll just leave us together/here, until she dies. There are so many wonderful people here, I could honestly spend the rest of my mission in this little apartment in the ghetto and be perfectly happy. But—I said that about Gunspoint too, so I guess the lesson in to trust in the Lord that wherever I go, or wherever I don’t go and whoever I’m with/not with, is all for my good.
It’s the last P-day for a lot of missionaries, I was expecting something big, but I guess they decided to keep it pretty low-key. We’re just going to get food at a BBQ place here called The Hungry Farmer and say our goodbyes and then maybe play some sports if we don’t just spend the whole time reminiscing.
Funny moment of the week:
*Hermana Forsling notices some black marks on the back of Elder Meade’s shirt*
“What happened?!” –Hna Forsling
“Two years, baby.” –Elder Meade
“…Did you just call me baby?” –Hna Forsling
“I’m practicing.” –Elder Meade.
“Don’t practice on sister missionaries.” –Elder Brady
Best district meeting ever.
I assure you, we got a lot of work done and had some wonderful spiritual moments as well. I’m such a softy these days. Remember how I cried pretty easily before? It’s gotten SO much worse now. I try to keep it under control, but seriously… Don’t know what to do about that.
Hugh B. Brown, Profile of a Prophet and God is the Gardener—I think I remember listening to this at Kimber years ago. Hermana Forsling has a copy on tape that we’ve been listening to. Good stuff—powerful. Also, I think I forgot to mention before, daddy—THANK you for the talks/articles. I really can’t get enough of this, don’t hesitate to send me more goodness.
Apparently Phill Collins recorded all of the soundtrack from Tarzan in Spanish. According to the new music guidelines that President set, it’s not okay, but it’s still something I’m going to want to participate in later. Tarzan in Spanish. Sweet.
Mommy, I LOVE that poem you sent me. It’s gorgeous and it’s so true. Just in keeping with my newest theme of every lesson “God loves and knows you”. I’ve decided that this is a simple truth that has been completely and utterly lost on pretty much everybody. No matter what we’re teaching, we always figure out a way to trace it back to that. It’s amazing to see the light in people when this precious reality starts to come into them. It’s so taken for granted by us as latter-day saints. And that story about President Monson and Uchtdorf is hilarious! I love it, totally warms my heart. It sounds like it was a very wonderful and busy Sunday. I hope that Grandma is doing okay, I’ve been praying for her! Let me know how everything goes.
I sure do love and miss you all bunches… sorry this letter is so short this week! But there’s not much more that you need to know except that the church is true and that this message we have is the most wonderful, most important thing for all the world and I know these things because I have felt the truth of them por medio del Espiritu Santo.
Love, Hermana Lillywhite

Monday, August 17, 2009

Hola! Did you say hello? No I said hola, but close enough

Familia,
Phew, I’m sleepy. Luis was baptized yesterday. It was a very stressful day. All the elements were combining against us to thwart our plans for helping Luis receive a remission of his sins, but after frantic phone calls running por todos lados del mundo and some fervent praying/begging we were gifted with SUCCESS! Luis is very excited, he looked so cute yesterday. He’s twelve and small for his age, so he was practically swimming in the jumpsuit. I’ll send pictures soon.
Aside from that, I’m not really sure what to report on this week. It went by SO fast. Elder Meade said some more funny things… I can’t remember what they were though, but it definitely had to do with tracking down Elder Bone (he prefers Elder Hueso, but is very white)’s girlfriend when he goes home in nine days. He and Elder Remington wrote a song about her actually. She hasn’t written him in a while, so the titled it, “Kirsten, write this Bonehead.” It’s sure to be a hit someday among miamaids (Damitas) all over the western front.
Two former missionaries from our zone got married. Like. To each other. It’s quite the scandal actually. Hermana Forsling was companions with the Sister, while the Elder she just married was their district leader. So, she’s pretty weirded out by the news, along with everyone else who knew the two of them. I think they make a cute couple actually, but I greatly disapprove of the clothing they’ve got on in their engagement photos. Why are crocs trendy? Why, I ask you? I mean if you really think they’re all that comfy, fine, but don’t take pictures! Why would you ever want evidence of that? And engagement photos, really!? Our ward mission leader and his wife also met in their mission when he was her district leader, so they think it’s the best thing ever. I just don’t understand.
I went on exchanges with Hermana Frieszell and that was REALLY cool to get to hang out and work with her for one more day before she goes home. She’s not happy about her time being up at all. She didn’t want to talk about it and didn’t bring it up at all except right before the exchange was over and then she just said, “Okay hijita… what of my stuff do you want?” I think she’ll be happy though. She’s just a super hardcore missionary who’s pretty sure there are a few hundred more people out there who need to be converted.
I’m taking some of her clothes and one of her Spanish books that I enjoyed reading.
I’m so sad to hear about your short/triste visit to San Clamente! How sad… it’s just not the same without everybody else there, is it? I’m glad you guys got the chance to go for a few hours, but seriously… we’ve got to figure this out so that we can have our family reunion thingy in San Clamente like before. Somebody get rich! Jensen?! Can you do anything about this? You’re clever, go make money. You’ve got the looks, you’ve got the brains, let’s make lots of money…
I really thought that I’d forget all music that wasn’t hymns, but no, random little snippets of songs come back to me at little intervals. The other day it was dépêche mode.
This movie (Lost in Austen) sounds like EXACTLY my kind of thing. Geez, I am such a girl. I really want to see it, but you’re right I’ll enjoy it fabulously with all of you in like a year. Time sure does go fast. Somebody pointed out to me the other day that I’m approaching the half-way point and I just about had a heart attack when I did the math and realized that they were right. Crazy. I can’t believe that, I don’t feel like I’ve done nearly enough… I guess I’ve just got to keep improving—work harder, proclaim the gospel to every creature and all of the goodness of life!
It sounds like your visit with the Lillywhites and our whole Californian branch of the fambly went way groovy though. I LOVE islands, I’m so jealous. And mommy, to your question about Hermana Forsling being familiar with In and Out Burger, my companion replies: “I’ll have a cheeseburger with no onions, fries and a chocolate shake, thank you very much.”
There are no In and Out Burgers here… It’s very sad. There is a suspicious looking “MR. BURGER AND SEAFOOD!” on Jensen street. We once saw a man on a horse trot up to the door, dismount and tie the horse up outside so he could go get himself some quality fast-food from the ghetto. It was an amazing moment in my life.
I’ve never eaten there.
I love it when you tell me about the food! I LOVE food. It’s a problem, I think I’m gaining weight. They told me it would happen. I don’t understand how, as I’m on my feet so much.
Anyway, I LOVE your nice long letter and hearing about your trip, it sounds like it was REALLY fun. That’s really sad about the ward not paying attention to the cute little white-haired man… Being just plain friendly is an important part of missionary work for full-time missionaries and everyone else.
Wow, I can’t believe everyone has to go start school again! It seems like it just got out… well, good luck to everyone! Work hard y’all. I don’t have much time left, so I’ve got to get going, thank you SO much for the nice long letter, it’s so good to hear about everything back home, I look forward to getting the San Clamente carta. I hope it wasn’t as miserable as you made it sound and that you were able to enjoy yourselves a little. I agree about the ‘not-beach’ bodies with all the tattoos and navel jewelry. What is that?! I got in a conversation with a ‘missionary’ from another church who had a large tattoo of a naked woman on his arm and was wearing a Santa Muerte shirt. I gave him a card, but he wouldn’t give me any of his information and he just wanted to debate, so I pretended not to know what he was talking about. If he ever gets baptized he should get the tattoo removed… or at least go buy her some clothes.
I heart you all with all my love. I hope everything is as pleasant and summery as I imagine it in my head! Live life, be cheerfull! MWAH! MWAH! Good luck back at school and work and life everyone. I miss you all like you were chocolate. Besssito.
Hermana Lillywhite

slightlylessdrama

Dear family,
This week was REALLY amazing. Junior is making great progress. I got to have a very awkward law of chastity lesson with three teenaged siblings, and that was actually a lot of fun… Luis did not get baptized on schedule, but it’s okay, we think we can help him resolve his doubts in time and take this important step. We’ve got some great new people we’re working with and all in all, everything is going quite nicely.
Remember how I have special powers sometimes? Well, the second I realized that another Elder was going to have to come in and replace Elder Geldmocker (I still am not certain how to spell his NAME) I immediately selected from a group of like… well, I don’t actually know how many Spanish Elders there are, but there’s a LOT, and I totally called it. Elder Poole came to replace him. He’s going home at the same time as Elder Meade, Elder Briscoe, Elder Luke, Elder Cypert, Elder Argyle, Elder Drysdale, and Hermana Friezell—so basically all my friends plus a couple of cool people I really wanted to serve around but never got the chance, on account of them being so OLD! And Hermana Forsling is getting up there too… along with Elder Rost and Elder Dorian (who I’ve decided is Daddy, when he was a missionary). We’d better get some cool people out here soon. Anyway, Elder Poole is an interesting fellow. He’s a convert and everyone says he’s got a very interesting conversion story, but that it’s better when he tells it. I’m not sure how I predicted his Emergency Transfer to our zone, but I think he and Elder Rost will be a legendary companionship (for about two weeks before he goes back to BYU to do whatever it is people who already have their Doctorate do after their missions, get married to the woman responsible for his initial interest in the church, if I’m hearing the rumors right.) Elder Meade has a similar story, except that he’s not with her anymore, and also his story involves him being the lead singer in the band at his old church (yep, one of those) he has pictures on him as his Christian Rock-star self with long curly hair, and I guess he had a beard to at one point. (When he visited BYU for a couple of weeks). So, the other missionaries are all doing well, besides going crazy on account of being on their way home.
I’m so happy to hear that you performed a wedding in Spanish, daddy! That is so cool. I wish I could have heard it! Awesome, chido. We’re really hoping to have a wedding soon so we can get two of our investigators baptized…
Also, THANK YOU so much for the package! I needed more thigh highs and inserts and I certainly needed millions of candies! Yay dulces! I think that’s what I squealed when I opened it. Also, I don’t know if I ever said thank you Laney-boo for the newsletter! And all the clippings were really fun. I’m surprised to see that The Mighty Boosh performed at comic-con, I remembered that they started playing it late-night in America shortly after I left, but still… That’s cool about New Moon too, I saw a poster in Walmart the other day and was fairly jealous for a split second of all the silly people who get to see it before me! I also tried to watch a trailer for the next Harry Potter movie in Chile’s a few weeks back, but Hermana slapped me and brought me back to the world of “Soy misionera! Voy a trabajar en el campo de Dios, VAMOS!” I’ve got to be honest, I don’t feel a gut-wrenching aversion to pop-culture, still. I know missionaries who do, and I respect their feelings by not bringing it up/not getting stranded on the way out of chiles or walmart, but still… do not personally feel a sickening “DE BABILONIA!” electric shock when such things come to my attention. Does that mean I’m a bad person? Hermana Forsling says ‘No’, but Hermana Friezell says ‘Yes’.
Anyway, thank you SO much for the comics and goodies and the big bright lovely, wonderful package of LOVE! And especially thank you for the conference on CD! I’ve got this last session on DVD in Spanish, but I’ve really been wanting to listen to it English for my personal study sometimes. I really appreciate the Lauren and Cody’s letters too, and the talk from you, daddy! I have the best family ever, pretty sure: )
I think some people (especially people you like to make analogies and ties things together) often make spiritual connections with secular things. For instance, I LOVE that that Elder used Alice in Wonderland in his talk, it’s an excellent point and I’ve read those books, so I know that they are chalk-full of other really wonderful tidbits like that. Things that could be easily applicable to gospel subjects. I think it’s a great idea to use that same line for class, mommy. If you haven’t read Alice in Wonderland or Through the Looking Glass, borrow my copy. They’re very short books and there’s a lot of good stuff in there. The Cheshire Cat is quite wise if I remember correctly.
Anyway, the point is, I think that stuff is important and inspired too sometimes. And I’ll always remember that one teacher at the MTC who applied every gospel principle to Rocky effortlessly.
Oh, before I forget… HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENSEN! MWAH, MWAh, MWAH!!!!! I give you nineteen kisses! You’re all adultish, how silly of you… I’d recommend not getting any older, unless you want to serve a mission, then you at least need to make it to twenty-one, but after that you can stop. I’d recommend stopping, in fact.
~Estas son las manunitas que cantaba al Rey David, hoy por ser tu dia santo, te las cantamos a TI!~
FELIZ COMPLIANOS!
Everything sounds so fun back home, I’m glad Jensen and Chantal are carrying on the tradition of funfunfun. Jensen don’t get discouraged about the animation program! Just work hard and apply again in April! And if you talk to a counselor and pray a lot I’m sure you’ll be able to find a solution. Remember, your heavenly father wants you to be happy and successful and he’ll help you out, you just need to ask and work hard and be patient!
I hope ya’ll are enjoying the river, give my love to the fambly! I do so miss them… Daddy, I’m sorry you had a rough Sunday! I loved your reference to the conference talk, it’s one of my favorites! There’s so many people who need to hear that talk… I’m going to print it out and give it to them, good call. Thanks for the reminder!
Anyway, I don’t have a lot of time today because we’re going down town to play… I love you all SO much, and I miss you like crazy, but I’m cheerful and I’m joyful every day and I’m SO glad I’m here, about my father’s business. I so adore you, my lovelies. Sorry this letter is so short, there’s a lot more I’d like to say, but I got to go!
Love, lovey-love-love, Hermana Lillywhite

Monday, August 3, 2009

whatadramatic7days




Mom, you are absolutely right about the whole, cycles and waves thing, because although the last couple of weeks were rough, this week was AWESOME. Chito. Or chido, I don’t know, I’ve only ever heard people say it, and the Spanish ‘d’ sounds kind of ‘th’y sometimes and ‘t’s sound like ‘d’s so sometimes I have no idea which of those letters is actually in this word I’m using. Anyway, that’s just awesome in Spanish. Point is: this week was amazing.
It was looking like it was going to be a struggle at first. We had an Elder in our Zone who had to go home because he almost died. Elder Geldmocker. (I think I’m wrong on how to spell the name, but that’s how it sounds) He’s gotten some kind of an injury in the MTC and not gotten it properly taken care of and then he came out here and it kept getting worse, but he wouldn’t tell anyone anything about it until he couldn’t walk anymore and had to be rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery to remove a 2 inch-wide, foot and a half long blood-clot in his leg and a ton of dead muscle. He still doesn’t know how serious it was an neither does his family, because the President hasn’t told them yet and because he’s all drugged up (last I heard, that’s probably different now) Anyway, he’s missing a huge chunk of his leg now and has to go home, but they say he’ll have full use of his leg in about a year, which is a MIRACLE considering how bad this is. They asked up to fast and pray so he wouldn’t DIE, but they really weren’t expecting the possibility of a full recovery. So, the whole mission fasted and prayed like crazy and he made it through the night, opened up his cute little eyes and looked at his companion Elder Rost and said in a very ‘out-of-it’ way, “Did you do anything fun last night?”
“Kind of. I prayed for about five hours and didn’t eat anything and cried a lot.” –I’m sure was Elder Rost’s response. (Elder Rost has been voted most likely to be prophet one day, by the whole mission, FYI. He’s going home this transfer, along with the Elder Briscoe, who was voted most likely to be a general authority.) These are not formal ballots just so you know.
So, now, Elder Rost is temporarily companions with a Member who’s leaving for his mission soon, and Elder Geldmocker is going to go home in about six weeks when the doctors allow him to leave his hyperbaric chamber.
We FINALLY got Emily confirmed! And we got her brother an interview for his baptism. Triumph… what a battle that was. And, Junior (Eduardo Junior) the brother of Patricia and Antonia, finally agreed to talk to us. We gave him a Book of Mormon ages ago and have been trying to get him to open up to us, but whenever we ask if he wants to have a lesson, or wants to talk to us he always refuses and goes back to listening to Insane Clown Posse and Korn, redoing all of Pink Floyd’s stuff. We refused to give up on the lad however… anyway, we finally got him to talk to us. He’s read like all of first Nephi and started into second Nephi and he loves it! When we asked him to come to church, he agreed and then he actually came!
I think he’s a got kid… he’s just got a way crappy life and lives in the ghetto and is really angry, but he’s got a shot, especially with his two sisters to help him out.
And our home is Ghetto. Let me tell you… Just this last week I’ve taught lessons to drug addicts and prostitutes. We had somebody get up to go meet his dealer in the middle of our lesson. We had to explain to a woman that the Holy Spirit definitely did not help her find the keys to the car she was trying to steal from that man. There was a big old party last night covering about three blocks in totality where we had a couple of appointments and the cops came and periodically arrested people.
And one of the less actives we’re working with is a really awesome high school senior/football player, who’s afraid to leave his family alone in the house because there’s a group of other high school kids trying to kill him because of some way ancient grudge with his older brother, (he insists they’re not in any gang he knows of, they’re just cholo-wanna-be punks). They attacked his mother already and hauled his brother off to somebody’s house to mess him up and he broke in and threw him over his shoulder and beat people on his way out of this place. Crazy life this kid had. So, his family is kind of afraid (especially his mother) for him to not be around to protect him, and the police apparently do nothing here, accept occasionally arrest people at loud parties and turn on their lights so they can run red lights every five seconds (which I see ALL the time). But he still needs to come to church. He’s just really confused about life and desperate. He started talking about how everything will be better when he gets out of school because then maybe he can get a job somewhere far away and get his family OUT of the ghetto. We told him about BYU and the football scholarships and how he still needs to go to church as going to church will help you out with all of that.
So. Life is going really well. We’ve got a LOT of work to do, a lot of people to work with… We’re making progress with all of them. I’m doing really great right now actually!
We had Zone conference (the meeting with the three big zones close by, which is about 64 missionaries, and President & Sister Hansen) And our 70 was going to be there. Elder Villareal. I’ve heard him speaking before when I was invited to Zone Leadership training/meeting thing, a few transfers back (Since sisters aren’t Zone leaders outside of the temple square mission—correct me on that if I’m wrong, some people have said that there are sister zone leaders in other missions too—anyway, there are no sister zone leaders in the Texas Houston Mission, but they invite a lot of us to come to the leadership meetings at random so we can help them out, and since there’s only like… I think 16 Sisters in the whole mission, with about a hundred and forty Elders. It works out that you’re more likely to go to Zone Leader meetings as a Sister than you are as an Elder. Which I find amusing.)
Anyway, Elder Villareal is a great, powerful very Dr. Kimber-esque speaker, accept that at this particular Zone Conference, he confused about 64 missionaries way bad.
You see, President Hansen spoke to us first, then had to disappear for a while, to go find out about and held poor Elder Geldmocker (sp?) (because all of that was going on at the same time) for a reason I’ll expand more on later—and we were left alone with Elder Villareal for about three hours. So, the first half on Zone conference, with President Hansen, was all about the Love of God, and how so many people just gloss over that in their lessons and in their LIVES. They know that God loves them, but they have no idea what that means, and they don’t really feel that it’s true. Or, they just straight up don’t really know that their Father in Heaven actually loves them. So President Hansen was talking all about how we need to help people understand this principle and show how it ties into everything else, as the whole reason for everything that we teach and everything that we do in life. It was REALLY great. Then Elder Villareal got up and basically started to refute a bunch of President Hansen’s teachings and showed us a lot of scriptural evidence to suggest that God actually only loves people who aren’t sinning. He said it like this, “God doesn’t love sinners. It’s like you with your groups of good friends, if one of them starts behaving in a way that’s contrary to the standards of the group, their kicked out.”
So… This is all much more complex than I’m making it sound, and I don’t think I’m going to be able to explain the conclusion we finally came to about what Elder Villareal really MEANT to say, without llevar a cabo-ing all my time here, but the summed up version of this is that our zone conference in short felt about like this: 2:00-3:00 “God LOVES you, so much.” 3:00-6:00 “Actually, he doesn’t really love you all that much because you’re a sinner.”
And 64 missionaries went back to their campos to work, feeling very confused and questioning their testimonies.
I know this wasn’t his intention, but that’s pretty much what happened.
But, it turned out to be a good thing, because then I went home and for the first time in my life actually asked God if he really loved me. I’d never questioned it before, so I’ve never bothered to ask him.
Hermana Friezell is ending her mission this transfer, along with most of the other missionaries who I love (All my friends are OLD!) In her parting testimony, she says she thinks the reason why missionaries grow so much on their missions, and why they come back with these unbreakable convictions about the gospel is because we all get told, every single day, by everyone and everything around us that we’re wrong and we’re stupid and we should just go home. And all that battery that our testimony takes out here is what makes it grow. When we doubt, and are able to overcome that doubt, it fortifies the base.
So, then, I was randomly selected, two days later at Zone Meeting (Just our little zone of like 20 people) to share my testimony about Heavenly Father’s love, specifically. My concluding remarks were basically just that even if God can’t show us his love because we’re far removed from him, it’s still there. He loves the vilest sinner in the world exactly the same way he loved that person when they were born pure and innocent however many years before; exactly as he loved them when he was raising them as a loving father, in the world before this one.
The next day, in District meeting, we decided to openly discuss what exactly had gone down at Zone Conference and basically check to make sure that everyone in our district had made peace with this and was no longer struggling with doubts as a result of that rather interesting 3 hour meeting with Elder Villareal. They asked me to go first, so I said “Well… I already cried hysterically and shared my feelings,” to which Elder Meade replied brightly, “I remember that!” and we all laughed and I was incredibly depressed because Elder Meade is going home with almost everyone else I love at the end of this transfer. Anyway, I summed up my thoughts again and then Elder Meade made a really interesting point. He said that God can’t directly be with people when their sinning because… he’s God, but that’s why he has US. Missionaries. And Saints and other good people, who are none-the-less sinners, and capable of going down into the dirt to show these people God’s love by proxy. I’m pretty sure this is what Elder Villareal was trying to say, it’s just that his way of saying it was confusing.
I’m SO glad to hear about all of the goodness back home. Your dinner with the Candiloras sounds like fun! And yes, and hour and a half is way too long to hang out, but that’s about what happens with dinner appointments sometimes. I think the official rule is no longer than an hour, but a lot of the time, you get there and they’re still cooking or something like that… time management is one of the hardest things. I’m sure they were stressed, that’s probably why they left without teaching anything. But still, it’s way good that you were there and able to visit with them. I sure do love and miss that family, they are such good people. Really wonderful folks, I’m praying for those missionaries with you.
That’s so fun that Becca and Megan came to visit! I love them, so much. And I miss them. I was going off about Serenity the other day and Hermana Forsling called Serenity “A Utah thing” (She’s from LA and greatly dislikes Utah.) So I had to correct her and let her know that there are plenty of sophisticated Californians who dig Firefly as well, citing Becca and Megan as ejemplos.
Thanks for the monies… and Lucille Childs is SO sweet! I’m going to write her a little letter today, I think I’ve got her address in my book here, if not, I’ll just send it to you and you can give it to her? Raging Waters! No fair! It’s so HOT here. I’m dying for a little raging waters… I’m glad everybody had fun, I’m making sure to collect all the promises of fun things from you!
I’m way looking forward to my package too, I’m going to try not to spend too much money this week (we’re going to the temple Thursday and I’ll be tempted to buy everything. I need to get some fabric today to make a case for my English scriptures, and I think there’s some other stuff I might need to get from the little distribution center there… but I’ll try to be thrifty.) Everything sounds SO lovely back home, are you excited about teaching Kimber soon?! What do you think of the curriculum?
I really love and miss you all A LOT. But I honestly can’t believe that it’s agosto ya. Time flies, and I think it’s because I’m truly happy, busy, engaged in the harvest of the Lord etc. I love you all SO, so much. Sorry, this letter is a little long and random this week, but there’s so much more I’d love to say, but I’d better get going! OH! I just remembered as I was typing that… remember that woman who had that problem that I talked to you a little bit about on the phone on mother’s day? Well… She got baptized YESTERDAY! I couldn’t go down to see it on account of never having taught the woman, but I was still so overjoyed to hear that she was ready to take that step. Her story is so amazing to me. I can’t wait to torture Elder Herrman for details when he gets off his mission six months after me.
Anyway, I LOVE you. Besito, besito, besito and glory to God!
Hermana Lillywhite