Ready for the huge miracle for this week?
I don’t think you’re ready for this.
But I’m going to tell you because I’m running out of computer time.
Continue reading “how to baptize”
how to baptize
doorbell ditching
I don’t feel like writing an email this week. I’m trying to talk Hna Noble into forwarding part of her email to me to send. I have been sickish for a while, but today it’s a lot worse. I think it’s because Hna Noble and I were trying to clean the house today and there’s so much dust. We live with members so, usually we just stick with our bedroom and bathroom, but they’re out of town for a funeral so we decided to try and clean up for them while they’re gone. Progress is slow so far, and I coughed up some black stuff afterwards. I’m assuming it’s dust. Continue reading “doorbell ditching”
Never suppress a generous thought
How come all your emails lately have been on Tuesday instead of Monday?
Because I’m in the VC and I have the crummy schedule where almost all of my Pdays are Tuesdays instead of Monday.
Because I’m in the VC and I have the crummy schedule where almost all of my Pdays are Tuesdays instead of Monday.
Can you share with us a story of when you bore witness of a particular gospel principal and the spirit was there and felt by everyone?
The other day I was working in the VC and Hna Falcon came and asked me to start a movie for them and their investigator Carlos. She told me that they were going to watch this Mormon Message Continue reading “Never suppress a generous thought”
The other day I was working in the VC and Hna Falcon came and asked me to start a movie for them and their investigator Carlos. She told me that they were going to watch this Mormon Message Continue reading “Never suppress a generous thought”
Wedding With a Bounce House
DULCE AND PASCUAL GOT MARRIED!
I feel like this is the first step in taking this area back from Satan. A little melodramatic… maybe, but this is my life. Continue reading “Wedding With a Bounce House”
Missionary equals no shame
So, last week, I forgot to tell you that Elder Bednar came and I got to shake his hand. He said, “Good morning, Sister Holladay.” At first I was geeking out that he knew my name but then I remembered we always where name tags. Continue reading “Missionary equals no shame”