May 25, 2009
Thanks to all the emails I got this last week. I love them so much. So we have a progressing investigator finally! Yay. His name is Alan and he asked his member friend, Brother Fuller, if he could go to church with him this last Easter Sunday. I guess he’s worked with a lot of mormons and has been impressed. He had a life changing experience, or rather a “mighty change of heart” a few years ago and has been searching to devote his life to Christ ever since. Anyways, he’s been reading the Book of Mormon (my testimony of that book grows bigger everyday), and is talking to all his Mormon friends. We asked if he would get baptized if he found out it was true and he said yes. It’s funny because we talked to his Mormon friend and asked if he thought Alan would get baptized and he responded, “Maybe, but it’s going to be a long road for him. Maybe in a couple of years.” But after talking with Alan we’re pretty sure that he’ll be baptized in the next few months if not weeks.
We had the coolest lesson this past week. We had been trying to visit some members, but they weren’t home. As we were about to drive away we saw a woman walking her dog right in front of our car and then that thought comes, “go talk to her.” Nooooo we’re already in the car. It will be so awkward if we just pop out of the car and say, ‘surprise! We’re missionaries!’ But we carefully got out of the car and opened the trunk and grabbed something and casually looked up and saw her and said, “Hey! Can we introduce ourselves?” It was our best attempt at not being awkward…the fact that we both accidentally decided to almost the exact same outfit that day didn’t help but needless to say she let us talk to her. Anyways, all of that is fluff. Her name is Erin and she told us that she was agnostic (like a lot of people here). She believed Christ was a great moral teacher, but not our Savior. The only thing she remembers from her days at church was that if you don’t accept Jesus then you go to hell…Anyways, we taught her about Christ and the plan of Salvation. Because we are down in the bible belt we have to focus most of our time explaining the restoration. Not that I don’t like discussing the restoration, I would much rather talk about Christ. Don’t worry, we talk about Christ over and over again in the lessons, but because people already believe in Christ, their questions are not usually focused around why we need Him and who He is. But with Erin she let us teach all about Him. I felt the spirit so strong. I love that! I love teaching when the other person gets it because the spirit’s presence is so much stronger. It makes me feel like Alma in Alma 7:17 when he says, “And now my beloved brethren, do you believe these things? …yea, I know that ye believe them; and the way that I know that ye believe them is by the manifestation of the Spirit which is in me.”
Anyways, we were trying to explain what the Spirit felt like. I stumbled for the right words, “It feels like, like—” “Like pure love…yeah, I’ve felt that,” Erin said. That’s the best explanation of the Spirit I’ve ever heard. Anyways, after we were done with the lesson she was admiring Simon Dewey’s picture of Christ’s resurrection so we gave it to her. Then we also explained the free DVD about Christ on the back of the picture and she asked if we could give that to her as well. Sigh. It was awesome.
So Carlos…didn’t go to Church. He coiled up again…so we have a plan…stay tuned.
The atonement of Jesus Christ is the most incredible thing. I don’t really have words to explain it, but I recognize the power in my life more than I ever have besides when I was younger. The Lord is willing to give me strength in all areas of my life and I am so grateful for it.
I love you all!
Sister JOhnson
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Mon, May 18, 2009
This week was sooooo awesome! Sigh. We have 6 new investigators which is a lot for our area. One of them is actually an investigator we had dropped my second transfer. He’s this minister we randomly ran into. He said he was at a point in his life where he was really searching for answers about God and specifically about the Holy Spirit. But since he’s a minister he was hestitant to talk to us since we are extremely unpopular in the christian world at least here in Texas. We taught him a quick lesson about the restoration then he had to go. We wanted to teach him more, but he was just super nervous to be talking to us. So he gave us his address and phone number, but said he would call us. Well, no one ever calls us so of course we made it a point to see him again. We kept going over to his home but he was never there. We called him a lot, but he always had something going on. So one day because of a couple of cats that followed us (long story) we ran into this minister guy again! He let us come and teach him and teach him we did. We talked all about the different roles of the Spirit. He was impressed with how our doctrine went along with the bible. He knows the bible extremely well, holy moly. He knows the greek bible really well also. So anyways this is turning into a way longer story than it needs to be. So we had this amazing lesson, but he didn’t want to set up another appointment and he didn’t want to go to church. He’s nervous. I would be too. This is his career and if he accepts this message his life will be completely turned upside down…for the better upside down. Also he will lose a lot of friends and support if he is baptized. I’m sure a lot of his true friends will stick by him, but they’re scared for his salvation. So we kept going over there, but he was never home and he never answered our calls. Usually we would completely stop trying to reach him, but he just so happens to live just around the corner from where we live, and we just couldn’t let him go. A couple times we drove by and knew he was home, but one or the other of us didn’t feel right about seeing him…until Saturday. It was pouring rain and we were not super excited about going knocking. Usually we like knocking in the rain, but not this time. We were trying to figure out what to do and all of the sudden Sister Denison said, lets go see Carlos. So off we drove and who do you think was standing outside his house when we parked. Carlos! Finally. So we wave and get out of the car and he let’s us in. He is just amazed at our timing because he had planned to take his kids out to the lake that day, but because it was raining the kids decided they wanted to go over to their grandparents. So Carlos had a whole day to himself and he decided he was going to dedicate the day to the Lord. And then we pop up. We taught the plan of Salvation and he was again just floored by the answers we had. It was like putting together a puzzle. He was aware of most of the pieces because he had spent so much of his life studying the pieces found throughout the bible. So it was so cool to watch him tie everthing together as we taught about the plan. Everything clicked. The fact that there is a spirit world and then another set of heavens after the spirit world made perfect sense. It answered his question about the different greek words for the english word ‘heaven’. Oh my gosh, I can’t explain what an incredible experience it was. He was scared to death. It was obvious the Lord was working in his life and we happened to show up right when he was ready (we tried so hard to go sooner, but it wasn’t meant to be). Anyways, he promised to go to church with us next week! Yay! His friends think he’s crazy and they are trying to get him to talk to all these people who used to be mormon but went anti for this and that. And they’re telling him all the other anti-stuff, but he’s resilent. He knows it’s true and you can see it in his face. The rain that day was a blessing because later we got to see the Puente family (I’ll write more about them later) because their car show was cancelled due to the weather.
It was zone conference this last week and we had Elder Richardson of the area seventy speak to us. It was amazing. Zone conferences are the most spiritually uplifting meetings I have ever attended. I don’t know how to explain how amazing they are. I don’t know how to explain the sense of brother/sisterhood you feel with all the other missionaries. And then our president spoke. He started to tear up as he told us about one of the Elders who asked president if he ever got discouraged. Then President teared up and said, “Yes, I do get discouraged sometimes.” And then the Elder asked how he got through it and president said to all of us, “When I get discouraged I read the scriptures to remind me what it’s all about. To remind me that even though it feels like no one is listening right now, we are on the winning team. Christ wins. This gospel will fill the entire earth.” He said some other stuff and of course ALL of us were crying and sniffeling because I’m not going to lie, this can be REALLY hard sometimes. But this is the most rewarding/ most fulfilling work I’ve ever done and we all felt that together as a mission family; and we all helped each other wipe away the tears. Zone conferences are amazing.
Sister Denison and I gave talks yesterday. It was fun. I love speaking, it’s true. I love speaking and then being able to feel the spirit speak through my words. It was so neat. I basically just bore testimony of Jesus Christ and the restoration. I had some notes, but I didn’t have to look at them at all unless I was reading a quote. The words just came as easily as if I was giving a memorized speech. I knew exactly what to say. It was so weird cause I always have to write out my talks word for word. Same thing with Sister Denison. We probably learned way more than the ward learned. It was so cool. Afterwards a guy who’s been coming to church with a member but hasn’t let us come teach him yet came up to us and said he wanted a lesson. So we taught him after church.
Some one was asking me if the economy has had any effect on proselyting. I don’t really have anything to compare it with, but I think the economy has especially effected the men of this country. There are a lot of men out of work or struggling who used to be hotshots. They’re searching. The reason why I think this is because 80% of those we teach are men.
This week was sooooo awesome! Sigh. We have 6 new investigators which is a lot for our area. One of them is actually an investigator we had dropped my second transfer. He’s this minister we randomly ran into. He said he was at a point in his life where he was really searching for answers about God and specifically about the Holy Spirit. But since he’s a minister he was hestitant to talk to us since we are extremely unpopular in the christian world at least here in Texas. We taught him a quick lesson about the restoration then he had to go. We wanted to teach him more, but he was just super nervous to be talking to us. So he gave us his address and phone number, but said he would call us. Well, no one ever calls us so of course we made it a point to see him again. We kept going over to his home but he was never there. We called him a lot, but he always had something going on. So one day because of a couple of cats that followed us (long story) we ran into this minister guy again! He let us come and teach him and teach him we did. We talked all about the different roles of the Spirit. He was impressed with how our doctrine went along with the bible. He knows the bible extremely well, holy moly. He knows the greek bible really well also. So anyways this is turning into a way longer story than it needs to be. So we had this amazing lesson, but he didn’t want to set up another appointment and he didn’t want to go to church. He’s nervous. I would be too. This is his career and if he accepts this message his life will be completely turned upside down…for the better upside down. Also he will lose a lot of friends and support if he is baptized. I’m sure a lot of his true friends will stick by him, but they’re scared for his salvation. So we kept going over there, but he was never home and he never answered our calls. Usually we would completely stop trying to reach him, but he just so happens to live just around the corner from where we live, and we just couldn’t let him go. A couple times we drove by and knew he was home, but one or the other of us didn’t feel right about seeing him…until Saturday. It was pouring rain and we were not super excited about going knocking. Usually we like knocking in the rain, but not this time. We were trying to figure out what to do and all of the sudden Sister Denison said, lets go see Carlos. So off we drove and who do you think was standing outside his house when we parked. Carlos! Finally. So we wave and get out of the car and he let’s us in. He is just amazed at our timing because he had planned to take his kids out to the lake that day, but because it was raining the kids decided they wanted to go over to their grandparents. So Carlos had a whole day to himself and he decided he was going to dedicate the day to the Lord. And then we pop up. We taught the plan of Salvation and he was again just floored by the answers we had. It was like putting together a puzzle. He was aware of most of the pieces because he had spent so much of his life studying the pieces found throughout the bible. So it was so cool to watch him tie everthing together as we taught about the plan. Everything clicked. The fact that there is a spirit world and then another set of heavens after the spirit world made perfect sense. It answered his question about the different greek words for the english word ‘heaven’. Oh my gosh, I can’t explain what an incredible experience it was. He was scared to death. It was obvious the Lord was working in his life and we happened to show up right when he was ready (we tried so hard to go sooner, but it wasn’t meant to be). Anyways, he promised to go to church with us next week! Yay! His friends think he’s crazy and they are trying to get him to talk to all these people who used to be mormon but went anti for this and that. And they’re telling him all the other anti-stuff, but he’s resilent. He knows it’s true and you can see it in his face. The rain that day was a blessing because later we got to see the Puente family (I’ll write more about them later) because their car show was cancelled due to the weather.
It was zone conference this last week and we had Elder Richardson of the area seventy speak to us. It was amazing. Zone conferences are the most spiritually uplifting meetings I have ever attended. I don’t know how to explain how amazing they are. I don’t know how to explain the sense of brother/sisterhood you feel with all the other missionaries. And then our president spoke. He started to tear up as he told us about one of the Elders who asked president if he ever got discouraged. Then President teared up and said, “Yes, I do get discouraged sometimes.” And then the Elder asked how he got through it and president said to all of us, “When I get discouraged I read the scriptures to remind me what it’s all about. To remind me that even though it feels like no one is listening right now, we are on the winning team. Christ wins. This gospel will fill the entire earth.” He said some other stuff and of course ALL of us were crying and sniffeling because I’m not going to lie, this can be REALLY hard sometimes. But this is the most rewarding/ most fulfilling work I’ve ever done and we all felt that together as a mission family; and we all helped each other wipe away the tears. Zone conferences are amazing.
Sister Denison and I gave talks yesterday. It was fun. I love speaking, it’s true. I love speaking and then being able to feel the spirit speak through my words. It was so neat. I basically just bore testimony of Jesus Christ and the restoration. I had some notes, but I didn’t have to look at them at all unless I was reading a quote. The words just came as easily as if I was giving a memorized speech. I knew exactly what to say. It was so weird cause I always have to write out my talks word for word. Same thing with Sister Denison. We probably learned way more than the ward learned. It was so cool. Afterwards a guy who’s been coming to church with a member but hasn’t let us come teach him yet came up to us and said he wanted a lesson. So we taught him after church.
Some one was asking me if the economy has had any effect on proselyting. I don’t really have anything to compare it with, but I think the economy has especially effected the men of this country. There are a lot of men out of work or struggling who used to be hotshots. They’re searching. The reason why I think this is because 80% of those we teach are men.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Mon, May 11, 2009
It was so fun talking to y’all last night! It was weird to hear all your familiar voices (except for Andre’s and Brian’s voices…they were not familiar. Sister Denison and I were laughing about how our 13-14 year old brothers’ voices changed in only a few months
This week was really cool. It started off discouraging because we didn’t really have anyone to teach. So we were knocking and trying to find people, but we were getting nothing. We spent a lot of time on our knees pleading with the Lord to help us find the people who were ready, but by the end of Thursday we had found no one. Sigh. We left on Friday morning with very high hopes because we were going to visit a girl who we taught a lesson to last week. The spirit was very strong and we thought there might be something there. When we went back to her apartment she was gone, but we met her boyfriend who was not too happy to see us and he let us know that she was not interested and that they had had a good laugh about us and then said, “I feel sorry for you.” Blah. That was the cherry on top of the last few weeks.
So we resumed knocking. No one wanted to listen and it was really hot. We met a guy who told us he wasn’t interested in our religion, but he offered us some water. So we chatted a while. He told us that he was an atheist and that he studied religion and philosophy and understood why society is in need of religion as a way to answer the empty feeling of not knowing why we’re here. He said that he wanted an answer to that question as well, but he didn’t need religion to fill that need because he was a more logical thinker. So I was interested to hear his logical approach to the question. “Well, I believe that we all came from nothing. In the beginning there was nothing and then there was a sudden burst of energy and something came into existence. And that something’s first thought was ‘What is this?’ and its second thought was ‘who am I?’” And then he explained that this something became aware that it was alone and an overwhelming anxiety erupted as the something tried to demolish the loneliness and from that anxiety came all of us who are continuing to develop until we reach a godlike state…so my purpose in tell you his philosophy is not to make fun of him, or to belittle his belief, but it is merely to point out that anyone’s guess about where we came from is as good as anybody else’s. That was supposed to be a rational/logical answer? The big-bang theory is a fantastical story and yet that is what some dispute as being rational/scientific/logical (and I’m not discounting it as a possibility) and then there are the religious people who say that there is a being somewhere in heaven who created it all, and thousands of other theories are swapped back and forth throughout the history of mankind. The point is we cannot prove any of these theories, and we can’t disprove them either. Anyone’s guess is as good as anyone else’s, but we did come from somewhere; there is an answer to this question (unless you want to dive into deeper philosophies that just tie you up in circles and then spit you out with the assumptions of eternity undone and no substance to profit). And we can know the answer to this question. I know there is a God. And how do I know it? Because I heard of this God from a prophet and I took it to study and prayer and after years of this I asked for an answer to the validity of the claim. The Spirit pierced through social/cultural barriers. He penetrated through language and personality constraints. The Spirit spoke to my soul and when the connection was made my heart was lit with brightness and hope and a piece of truth was remembered from my primeval memory. That man’s guess about our origin could very well be true he may just be using different words that I am used to, he not have been able to explain it in a way I understood, however, I don’t have to rely on this man’s word or my mission president’s word, or anyone else’s word including those of the prophets. I can verify everything with ultimate truth compliments of the Spirit which we have compliments of Jesus Christ.
Anyways, the rest of the day found us no one. We went home and had great hopes for the next day…And the next day was awesome!!!!!! We had two new investigators. One of which was the wife of an investigator we’ve been working with for several months. Yay!!!! Then we went knocking at this one place and nearly half the people we talked to listened to us and we got their phone numbers yadidahdidah. Yay!
Yesterday during church I had a very sweet experience. A woman in one of my wards has a very aggressive cancer and she is not expected to live past a few months. I’ve never met her because she’s very private and doesn’t really want visitors. But this Sunday is Mother’s Day and her I saw before the meeting this woman’s nine year old boy ran up to the primary president and exclaimed, “My mom’s coming today!” “Oh! Then you better sing extra loud,” She remarked. As the meeting began I realized that I was sitting behind this woman and her family. The primary kids performed some songs about mothers and of course they all were so cute on the stand. One girl belting louder than the rest of the choir, the sunbeams waving and looking around confused, the older boys wishing they weren’t there, and the happy smiling faces singing straight to their mothers. After it was over the children of this woman each took turns giving her a hug and then sat down for the rest of the meeting. I don’t remember what the next speaker said because I was focused on this woman. She wiped away a few tears and then lightly rested her head on her husband’s shoulder. Then she readjusted and wiped away a few more tears and clung tighter to her husband’s arm. And then I saw her and him together bow their heads as they softly cried together and I can only imagine they were wondering if this would be her last mother’s day. Well, then of course I started crying because I felt so sad for her. She loved her children, but her death was inevitable. She was going to die and not seem them mature. I felt sad for him. His strength; the love of his life would be departing soon. But I most especially cried for their children. I can’t really explain the pain I felt in their behalf and yet I was surprised by the joy I saw and felt as well. They truly loved each other and the reason her illness brought so much sorrow was because that family enjoyed so much love together. It was tragic and yet so sweet.
Have a fabulous week. I love you all! Thank you for your prayers and your letters!
Sister Alyse Johnson
It was so fun talking to y’all last night! It was weird to hear all your familiar voices (except for Andre’s and Brian’s voices…they were not familiar. Sister Denison and I were laughing about how our 13-14 year old brothers’ voices changed in only a few months
This week was really cool. It started off discouraging because we didn’t really have anyone to teach. So we were knocking and trying to find people, but we were getting nothing. We spent a lot of time on our knees pleading with the Lord to help us find the people who were ready, but by the end of Thursday we had found no one. Sigh. We left on Friday morning with very high hopes because we were going to visit a girl who we taught a lesson to last week. The spirit was very strong and we thought there might be something there. When we went back to her apartment she was gone, but we met her boyfriend who was not too happy to see us and he let us know that she was not interested and that they had had a good laugh about us and then said, “I feel sorry for you.” Blah. That was the cherry on top of the last few weeks.
So we resumed knocking. No one wanted to listen and it was really hot. We met a guy who told us he wasn’t interested in our religion, but he offered us some water. So we chatted a while. He told us that he was an atheist and that he studied religion and philosophy and understood why society is in need of religion as a way to answer the empty feeling of not knowing why we’re here. He said that he wanted an answer to that question as well, but he didn’t need religion to fill that need because he was a more logical thinker. So I was interested to hear his logical approach to the question. “Well, I believe that we all came from nothing. In the beginning there was nothing and then there was a sudden burst of energy and something came into existence. And that something’s first thought was ‘What is this?’ and its second thought was ‘who am I?’” And then he explained that this something became aware that it was alone and an overwhelming anxiety erupted as the something tried to demolish the loneliness and from that anxiety came all of us who are continuing to develop until we reach a godlike state…so my purpose in tell you his philosophy is not to make fun of him, or to belittle his belief, but it is merely to point out that anyone’s guess about where we came from is as good as anybody else’s. That was supposed to be a rational/logical answer? The big-bang theory is a fantastical story and yet that is what some dispute as being rational/scientific/logical (and I’m not discounting it as a possibility) and then there are the religious people who say that there is a being somewhere in heaven who created it all, and thousands of other theories are swapped back and forth throughout the history of mankind. The point is we cannot prove any of these theories, and we can’t disprove them either. Anyone’s guess is as good as anyone else’s, but we did come from somewhere; there is an answer to this question (unless you want to dive into deeper philosophies that just tie you up in circles and then spit you out with the assumptions of eternity undone and no substance to profit). And we can know the answer to this question. I know there is a God. And how do I know it? Because I heard of this God from a prophet and I took it to study and prayer and after years of this I asked for an answer to the validity of the claim. The Spirit pierced through social/cultural barriers. He penetrated through language and personality constraints. The Spirit spoke to my soul and when the connection was made my heart was lit with brightness and hope and a piece of truth was remembered from my primeval memory. That man’s guess about our origin could very well be true he may just be using different words that I am used to, he not have been able to explain it in a way I understood, however, I don’t have to rely on this man’s word or my mission president’s word, or anyone else’s word including those of the prophets. I can verify everything with ultimate truth compliments of the Spirit which we have compliments of Jesus Christ.
Anyways, the rest of the day found us no one. We went home and had great hopes for the next day…And the next day was awesome!!!!!! We had two new investigators. One of which was the wife of an investigator we’ve been working with for several months. Yay!!!! Then we went knocking at this one place and nearly half the people we talked to listened to us and we got their phone numbers yadidahdidah. Yay!
Yesterday during church I had a very sweet experience. A woman in one of my wards has a very aggressive cancer and she is not expected to live past a few months. I’ve never met her because she’s very private and doesn’t really want visitors. But this Sunday is Mother’s Day and her I saw before the meeting this woman’s nine year old boy ran up to the primary president and exclaimed, “My mom’s coming today!” “Oh! Then you better sing extra loud,” She remarked. As the meeting began I realized that I was sitting behind this woman and her family. The primary kids performed some songs about mothers and of course they all were so cute on the stand. One girl belting louder than the rest of the choir, the sunbeams waving and looking around confused, the older boys wishing they weren’t there, and the happy smiling faces singing straight to their mothers. After it was over the children of this woman each took turns giving her a hug and then sat down for the rest of the meeting. I don’t remember what the next speaker said because I was focused on this woman. She wiped away a few tears and then lightly rested her head on her husband’s shoulder. Then she readjusted and wiped away a few more tears and clung tighter to her husband’s arm. And then I saw her and him together bow their heads as they softly cried together and I can only imagine they were wondering if this would be her last mother’s day. Well, then of course I started crying because I felt so sad for her. She loved her children, but her death was inevitable. She was going to die and not seem them mature. I felt sad for him. His strength; the love of his life would be departing soon. But I most especially cried for their children. I can’t really explain the pain I felt in their behalf and yet I was surprised by the joy I saw and felt as well. They truly loved each other and the reason her illness brought so much sorrow was because that family enjoyed so much love together. It was tragic and yet so sweet.
Have a fabulous week. I love you all! Thank you for your prayers and your letters!
Sister Alyse Johnson
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Mon, May 4, 2009
the library's power shut off so we had to come after our p-day activity (P-day at the Yaukman's (a very very wealthy lds family who caters lunch for us and then lets us basically play in their disney land of a house). long story short: this is going to be a very fast email.
my face broke out in a bad rash weeks ago so I've been having to go to doctors for them to treat it. It's psorasis. blah. they said there was a medicine that they knew of that would clear up my skin the only down side is the fact that it destroys your immune system and gives you cancer...hmmmmm...tempting but I said I would pass.
Sister Denison makes fun of me because she says I talk with my hands alot. She's afraid I'm going to flap away someday mid-conversation. It think its genetic from my mom.
We are in finding mode meaning that all of our potential invesitigators were dropped because they weren't progressing. I seriously can't believe I'm using this language but its been burned into my brain and it wont escape.
Sister Denison want me to mention how sick she is hear about my face.
Ummmmmm, I don't know what else to say and my 15 minutes is almost up. Oh yeah! Blanca's mom is getting baptized! But they moved to south Austin...darn, but still awesome.
Oh yeah. So I get the hiccups really bad. Annoys the heck out of my companions but I can't help it. So I had them and we walked up to a door and all the sudden before we get a chance to knock it a guy throws the door open and growls at me. Ahhhh! it was scary, but it made the hiccups go away. He took a Book of mOrmon. ahahh gotta go I love yall
sj
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the library's power shut off so we had to come after our p-day activity (P-day at the Yaukman's (a very very wealthy lds family who caters lunch for us and then lets us basically play in their disney land of a house). long story short: this is going to be a very fast email.
my face broke out in a bad rash weeks ago so I've been having to go to doctors for them to treat it. It's psorasis. blah. they said there was a medicine that they knew of that would clear up my skin the only down side is the fact that it destroys your immune system and gives you cancer...hmmmmm...tempting but I said I would pass.
Sister Denison makes fun of me because she says I talk with my hands alot. She's afraid I'm going to flap away someday mid-conversation. It think its genetic from my mom.
We are in finding mode meaning that all of our potential invesitigators were dropped because they weren't progressing. I seriously can't believe I'm using this language but its been burned into my brain and it wont escape.
Sister Denison want me to mention how sick she is hear about my face.
Ummmmmm, I don't know what else to say and my 15 minutes is almost up. Oh yeah! Blanca's mom is getting baptized! But they moved to south Austin...darn, but still awesome.
Oh yeah. So I get the hiccups really bad. Annoys the heck out of my companions but I can't help it. So I had them and we walked up to a door and all the sudden before we get a chance to knock it a guy throws the door open and growls at me. Ahhhh! it was scary, but it made the hiccups go away. He took a Book of mOrmon. ahahh gotta go I love yall
sj
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