Adventures of the Holladay family…
The latest on what is happening with our missionaries.
To illustrate my point for the heading we just finished waiting for Bishop Walker to let us back into the family history center, because we locked ourselves out with our keys and phone inside. Luckily there was a poster for the visitor center in the hallway so they looked up the bishop’s number and TA! DA! email.
Querido familia… Les quiero mucho… Thanks for the Renaissance Hymns. I quite enjoy them. I also got like four letters the other day, and that made me very happy because I thought you guys hadn’t written me for a little while. Things are going pretty great… We are now forbidden to eat in restaurants though, so that’s a little bit sad, but it’s for the better because we do get kind of distracted when we go out to eat on pdays because there’s always music and stuff. But we’re going to order pizza today, so that should be excitin. Continue reading “bofount”
Well, I’m pretty upset and trying not to seriously lose the spirit because I can’t use punctuation with this computer. Sigh. No exclamation points, pues. Me and Hna Ellis are doing good, I’m sending a picture of blanquita and some of the 13 people in her family. Here’s what you guys can pray for for me:
Continue reading “Help me…”
We’re working really hard with Blanquita’s family. Their two parents are inactive/ reactivating. The dad came to church with five of his kids this Sunday from a soccer game they were watching, and he’s really excited to come back to church. We’ve been trying to get his wife to come too, but she’s been hiding from us for some reason we’ve yet to discover. Blanquita and one of their other sons Javier are going to get baptized this Saturday, and we’re hoping Giovani and Daniel can get baptized next week. Evelyn seems to have some trouble because her older sisters go to an Evangelist church, and she is going to both our church and theirs. (There are 11 kids in this family. And the oldest is 17 and it goes down to like a one-year-old, it’s crazy, and they’re the poorest people I have ever met).
Continue reading “Week 1 in Modelo”
So, surprise!! I’m with another Gringa!! What the–Hna Ellis?? I am now in an area called Modelo, with my gringa companion from Miami, Florida. I thought maybe they were kicking me out of Candelaria so that I would be with a Latina and speak Spanish, but I guess not. She has 10 months in the mission, so I’m still the Jr Companion, and I had my 9 month mark yesterday, so that was cool.
Continue reading “Welcome to Modelo”