THANK YOU! I loved getting letters from mommy and daddy at Zone meeting. That was very sweet, and I might have blubbed a little. Or a lot. Aren't my Zone Leaders amazing? I'm so lucky to have them around. Except this week i won't have them around because they have to go to this weird leadership thing that Salt Lake has ordered. We think our mission is probably going to be prototype for some new program. They filmed a new 'the district' which I'm sure will be just as awesome and at the same time confusing as the old one that they made us watch in the MTC. (The District is a missionary training film in which a documentary crew followed around a district of missionaries here in Texas and since they were perfect we all have to be just like them.) Nah, I won't hate. They were good missionaries and some of them are working at the MTC now. But yes, I have greatly enjoyed all your letters, my whole mission, And Jensen and Laney's drawings. I was thinking recently about how awesomely great you guys were at sending me mail.
Zone meeting was way epic. Elder McGary gave us a talk on Faith, but all anybody’s notes said afterwards were, ‘Wow, Elder McGary really loves us’. That’s the truth that the spirit testified of more than anything through the whole meeting. He’s such a great guy. Voted most likely to be a general authority. He’s also, hilariously, the most quoted Elder. In everybody’s talks/e-mails-to-president/pity-cards-for-Hermana-Taets they always have to add an ‘and as Elder McGary says [insert favorite Elder Mcgary Quote here]’.
One of my favorites is ‘keep pushing’ because of its ‘keep peddling’ -esque vibe.
I got to go on a sweet exchange (and very convenient) after Zone Meeting with Hermana Christensen and Hermana Bastian. It was way cool because I got to visit Olivia and her kids and then go to Edith’s baptism with them. I’ve got pictures from the last couple of baptisms we had attached.
Completely unrelated--I've discovered that seaweed is delicious.
Jensen, remember when you promised me you'd have a completed book for me to read when I got home? How's it coming?
My entire district is somewhat disturbed by Jensen's (and Laney's for that matter) birthday present.
"Wait, wait... this is the sister who you said, 'if someone would just give her money she could make the world a better place', this is that sister?" - Elder Kerr
"Yes." -Me
"Why does she want a sniper rifle?" -Elder Kerr
"I expect it's for when Zombies attack." –Me
I can’t wait to meet Vera. Jensen. That is so you. And Laney with her archery set kind of makes me picture Narnia in my mind. We were talking today about how cool it would be to meet Aslan.
I’m surprised my package made it home so fast, I’m glad Laney liked her little Book of Mormon and case—yeah, I did make it. That’s probably what everyone’s getting for their birthdays forever onward until I come up with another idea. And yes, that journal is public. There’s nothing in there that I really care about anyone reading. I might have to censor some of my other journals though. I just write down EVERYTHING. And everything includes personal details about companions & investigators etc. stuff most people don’t need to know, nor would they really want to.
Funny Story of The Week (and my favorite ‘people-don’t-think-I-know-Spanish-cause-I-be-white’ story EVER!): So I was sitting in the bank while Hermana Taets had to figure out some paper-work stuff and Hermana Ang was in the bathroom, so I was just chillin’ with these three other people, all of whom were Hispanic and were chatting with each other. There was a couple, and then a younger gentleman. The older man was talking to this young guy for several minutes before he finally motioned to me, across the way and asked, “Es su esposa?” (‘Is this your wife?’) and the young guy just said, “Ojala.” (Which is a fun Spanish word that’s taken from Arabic, literally it’s like Ala willing or God willing, but it pretty much just means, I hope or I wish.) they all chuckled and then I looked up and said, “Gracias.” Which startled them all and the older guy was like, “?!Entiendes?!” (You understand?!) and then I was like, “Si, hablo espanol.” And we all laughed and this guy looked pretty embarrassed for a minute. When he left he winked at me. Huh. Creepy. But still, it was SO funny. When somebody just says Ojala now we all have to laugh.
Ahhh… Missionary work. How sweet the sound.
We had another baptism this week. The Arzate family! I’ve got pictures from that one too. It was a sweet experience. Not many people came, but there was a very nice spirit there.
Well, I’d better get going, but I hope you all enjoy the pictures! It’s from Edith’s Baptism, and then the Arzate family and then I think I put in one from the Ulloa baptism. She’s a child of record, but her family LOVES missionaries and we go over to their house all the time, so they had us take pictures with her at her baptism. SO cute! We’re not going to get to go to temple as a district this transfer, so this will probably be my district picture for this, my last, and most awesome district. I think they’re more appropriate like this anyway.
I love and miss you all! Next week will probably be my last real letter, because I’m going to be honest… I don’t think I’m going to have much time to write on my last P-day. That’s going to be craziness. I’ll probably just touch base with a ‘see-you-in-two-days’ notsie.
Con Carino, Hermana Lillywhite
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