Lunch with a General Authority, 31 Bananas, and A More Righteous Cause‏

DSCN0496[1]Setting a goal with a photo!

Hey chicos!
Como estan las cosas? Les extraño mucho, pero estoy muy agradecida por sus e-mails! It’s pretty hilarious how much Spanglish perpetuates every aspect of my life. Our apartment conversations, street-contacting, prayers, lessons, Sacrament Meeting, everything! If you aren’t bilingual in Miami, you better buy Rosetta Stone quick! It’s fun though.
Last week I hit my 6-month mark – can you believe it?! It’s pretty amazing that so much time has already passed and I’m already a third of the way through. Sad and happy simultaneously. Hard to describe the emotions, really, because I still haven’t let myself feel them! It makes my brain too confused, so instead I just focus on today. It’s a pretty effective way to avoid trunkiness. And it helps you more appreciate the miracle of today. And the potential.
Anyway. Spirituality first this week! I finally finished the writings of Alma this week and am moving onto Helaman (still in the book of Alma though… why aren’t there just 1st and 2nd Helamans? Or just one?). BUT, this week I read some AWESOME war chapters! Perhaps it’s the media deprivation again, but I really got into them this morning. Many figurative and spiritual applications, however, especially in Alma 43, specifically verses 19-21. Moroni’s army was prepared with shields, breastplates, thick clothing, the works, yet Zarahemna’s army was “not with any such thing” and were exceedingly afraid! Well obviously! It made me think a lot about my daily interactions with others. Every day I need to be spiritually prepared to answer any gospel question thrown out or to provide spiritual food to others who need strength, and I tell you what, that can be a hard thing sometimes! If I fall asleep in Personal Study am I really showing the Lord how valuable that time is to me? I have now given my companion permission to blast the MoTab version of “Circle of LIfe” in my face any time I fall asleep during study times. It’s been an effective cure, mostly in the fact that seeing the speaker out on the desk scares my subconscious enough into staying awake the entire time! Victory, Satan! Now I feel awesome! I encourage all of you to introspect a little, too, and find a way to be just a little more spiritually prepared every day so that you, too, can come off conqueror each and every day! Kick the adversary in the pants!
Sometimes I get a little too excited, but hopefully my sincerity shines through the weird words. I also particularly loved Alma 43:45 because it states that the Nephites “were inspired by a better cause” than that of the Lamanites and were therefore winning. The Lamanites wanted bloodshed, bondage, and no more God-worshipping, yet the Nephites were fighting for liberty, peace, to defend their families, and their freedom to practice religion! I think we all know which sounds better. Entonces, the Lord helped them because their cause was righteous and they were righteous. I like that. Promised help from the Lord as long as our hearts and actions are in the right place. Also, can I just say what an ultimate example Captain Moroni is in Alma 44 (I haven’t gotten to his later stuff – 46 or so – just yet, but I’m stoked!)! Ultimate loyalty to the Lord and his people, trust in the power of God through righteousness, and peace-making abilities! One last tip: don’t leave your hope being spiritually (or physically, for that matter) exposed to the sharp swords of Satan! Whoooa! (please see Alma 44:18 and the Barats and Bareta video about Mormon missionaries for the references)!
We had an ultimate mission/life-changing week! W. Craig Zwick, member of the First Quorum of the Seventy, visited our mission and basically rocked our world! The question he asked us over and over again was, “So, what are you willing to change?” It certainly got me thinking, particularly after his instruction on faith, virtue, charity, the measure of one’s life and mission, and overall spiritual max-out. He really turned up the spiritual volume to eleven (I hope that my family still gets that reference). It’s hard to put into words all of the things he helped us to realize, but here are just a few quotes or something:
“I will never limit myself by what I think is my capacity, I will allow the Lord to expand my capacity and He will.”
“The only thing we really have to give to the Lord is our will. So give it. You want to be a successful missionary? Give Him your will…. So I ask again, what are you willing to change?”
Also, he referred a lot to Mark 1:17-18, in which the Lord says “I will make you to become”. It’s an interesting phrase. As long as we are willing to repent and change, He will make us to become what He needs us to be. What we can be. What we want to be.
BOOM! He was a spiritual bomb! And he ate lunch with me and few other sisters! It was awesome. And he promised us some cool stuff – so it’s time to live up to it!
Basically, our week was way more awesome in comparison to the last few! Woo! We had four stellar new investigators for the week to whom we have taught real lessons! I didn’t even know what to do! It has felt like such a long time since real lessons! A blurb on each miracle baby: Bart: found knocking (by the way, “harvesting” is no more in this mission, as of Elder Zwick!) – came to church yesterday! We have a lesson with him tonight with the bishop. He’s a bit of an oddball, but we just love him! When we first met him, he told us that he heard Joseph Smith was hallucinating during the first vision and that he had over 100 wives. He asked us what we thought about that. Needless to say, he has some interesting questions, but he has a pretty genuine desire to find the truth, happiness, and the meaning of life.; Anthony & Heather just had a new baby less that two weeks ago! And they want really badly to teach their son to trust in God. We had a pretty amazing Restoration lesson with them, and they are actively reading the Book of Mormon.; and Lilia a woman with all of the family problems in the world, basicamente. She has really sincere desires to find the truth though.
When it all come down to it, they all, interestingly enough, want the same things: lasting happiness, comfort, purpose in their lives, and peace. All of these things come through the gospel of Jesus Christ! That is why this work is so truly wonderful and fulfilling. Because I know that this is the one true church of God. Not just another Christian church, not just an “American” church, but the very same church established by Jesus Christ brought back to the earth again after centuries of it being lost. It could not be simpler. The fullness of the Gospel is here – what a blessing that we get to share the greatest gift in existence with others!
So, all I have to ask is, what are you willing to change?
I love you! Have a happy January week!
Sister Burdett
Next week I’ll probably be funnier.
Also, today we bought 31 bananas for our apartment of four…. and it only cost us $6.18! We have a problem.
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Flag-Swag and Temporary Girlfriend Churches


These are my lovely apartment-mates, Sister Rowley and Sister Endemaño. We go hard on the Subway


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And this is my beautiful ceramic quail from the White Elephant exchange. It’s my best friend. I hope you can see how creepy his face is.


This is what was taped to the bottom of the quail. Gotta love Goodwill.


This is Jose’s family, with whom we ate on Christmas Eve! The only member is the guy in the middle with the big red tie – Jose. They’re the best!

Received on 12/29/14

What a wild week this has been!

I was so happy to see your faces on Christmas! Y’all are the best! What an unusual Christmas for us all! At least we were able to be united by technology! So happy to have seen the new bebe nephew and the less-bebe nephew! Can’t believe how old they will be next Christmas! Weird.
This certainly was a roller coaster week, very full of the highest of highs and some pretty big lows. We have been trying super diligently to get members out with us to teach, even though our teaching pool is, unfortunately, rather smaller than we would like. On one night we took out Sis. Stubbs, a young mom from Utah, who brought her little baby Eva to soften up the investigators. It was working excellently until Rosie, our gator, found out that we were Mormons. I mean, when we found her, I thought we were pretty clear about that point. We said the name of the church at least thrice, and the cards we gave her all have our website ( <- that says “Mormon”, right?), but it wasn’t until I said the words, “I’d love to share an awesome scripture with you all about forgiveness from The Book of Mormon”, that she realized the fact. I don’t know what her pastor told her about us, but she told us that some other ‘guys on bikes’ had stopped by a while ago and told her to worship Joseph Smith and get baptized. So she asked her pastor and he told her aaaall about everything we supposedly believe, and now she won’t listen to a word we say! After saying a quick prayer, she threw us out. So that was fun! It all happened pretty quickly, but I sneakily left a Book of Mormon on her kitchen bench. Hopefully someday she’ll pick it up in a time of need.
We also had a miracle lesson with Rene, our less-active that we have been visiting forever! I already told you a bit on Christmas about our meeting with him and his parents, but they are amazing! After nearly twenty years of not going to church, they finally realize that now is the time to return – they’re coming this Sunday! As a family! We had a really spiritual experience with them last week when we watched He is the Gift on Christmas Eve. And then afterward booked it like madwomen through a building, parking garage, and lot in order to make it home on time. There are some experiences that will only be had on the mission. #exactobedience #noinhibitions
We also visited our lovely agnostic less-active friend, Bro. Taylor, on Christmas Eve, who yet again took great delight in just making us feel uncomfortable. He asks all of these crazy questions about science, the Bible, and the history of the Church and always has the answer or rebuttal for everything. For him, testimony isn’t enough. He needs evidence. “Pure fact”, but “not truth because that’s subjective”. After becoming a High Priest in the Church and serving in a bishopric, he has now deteriorated to this. We were straight up with him and just asked, “So what happened?” and his response was, “I just saw no reason to believe anymore.” It was sad, man. It still is sad because it’s his reality every single day. He just seems to have so much sadness and anger in his heart. I wish that I knew how to help him. It really caused me to appreciate the value of faith, however, especially when Rene told us later that night all about his reading in Alma 32. For me, the more I learn about science and how the world works, how we work, the greater my belief is in a Heavenly Father. It just doesn’t make any sense to me to think that there was no superior mind in charge of the design of this world. Sure, Bro. Taylor might have all of the scientific answers of how ripples work and how Earth’s atmosphere was formed, but we are just barely grasping for answers on how it all happened. We haven’t the slightest idea of how to cause these things, how to initiate them, how to influence them. Everything about this world points to the existence of a God. I’m not sure if I’m explaining myself clearly, but my point is this: God lives. He loves us. He has created this place for us to learn, to be refined, and to eventually become as he is, eternally happy. I know that is fact.
Another strange part of our week was Trinny, an 80-something woman living in an ALF who surprised called us to go to church last week. We visited her on Christmas Eve and tried to get an understanding of her knowledge of the Gospel (some sisters had been teaching her a few months back). We were pretty bold with her and testified a lot of the spirit she was feeling (she cried all through Sacrament Meeting and when we read the scriptures with her), but she ended up telling us that we are like a temporary girlfriend one has on a business trip. Meaning that while she’s living in her ALF, she’s going to our church, but once she gets back home she’ll go back to her real girlfriend, the Pentecostal church. It was quite the DTR, I tell you what. We thought that perhaps we had offended her by the end of the lesson because she was so blunt with us and we were so blunt with her, but come Saturday afternoon we got a nice little phone call from her asking us to find her another ride to church on Sunday. Love hurts, man. My only question is this: why aren’t those from your real girlfriend church making an effort to get you there? Maybe we should start playing hard to get.
This week we prayed with an awesome 7th Day Adventist pastor named Eli! He gave us some interesting reading material and told us, “I hope the next time I see you will be in my congregation!”, but was super kind about it! And his wife taught us how to say ‘Merry Christmas!’ and ‘Happy New Year!’ in Haitian Creole. Turns out it’s the same as in French, so Bon Ani everybody!
A hilarious member of our ward fed us on Saturday. Rena Jones. That woman is a hoot! She’s a good twenty-three years older than her be-dreadlocked husband, JT – they got married in order to get baptized last year! She is this awesome big black woman that has quite the attitude and stage-presence, to say the least. Her grandchildren just got baptized a few weeks ago, and Rena is all about giving them everything they need to “get raised right”! She made us some pretty bomb fried chicken and oriental rice [“them Chinese restaurants ain’t got nothin’ on me!” (real quote)]. We love her.
After many awesome experiences this week and several that I will be glad to never repeat, I have been brought to appreciate this Gospel and my Savior even more than ever. I am so thankful for what He has done for me, that He has changed me forever for the better and continues to do so each and every day. I found a lot of agreement in Alma 36:21-22, a scripture that I came across this morning in which he says,” ” How true this is! As I strive to fulfill the work of the Lord, so exquisite are my sorrows but my joys truly are even greater. I long to be there in the last day and for as many people as possible to be there with me! That’s why I’m here!
Now go share that joy with someone today! I love you!
Sister Burdett
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A laundry list of awkward!

Received 1/5/15

Ciao, familia!
Feliz año nuevo!
I hope that all of you had the best week ever. For me, I had one of the most awkward weeks of my life. I don’t know what it is about Sister Endemaño and I, but somehow we end up in the weirdest situations with the oddest people. Part of it might have to do with us knocking every single door on streets, no matter what the houses look like from outside (we found one totally void of any sign of human life, inside or out, except for the copious amounts of wet cat food on plates everywhere – no cats were sighted). But, basically, we see some pretty weird stuff.
Some of our unusual experiences include:
~Someone letting us into their home and trying to give us a bassinet. They thought we were the people who called and bought it…instead we just prayed with them. She had cool hair.
~Sis. Endemaño getting her first face-full of a half-naked old man as she leaned in to put a card on the door while he simultaneously opened it.
~Visiting a less-active with Sis. Belnap, a young mom, and the LA yelling through the door “No hay nadie!” (there’s no one home!)
~Rene, our LA, asking our ward mission leader and his Finnish “friend”, “So are you two married?”, and them responding at the same time, one saying, “I wish!” and the other, “We’re just friends getting to know each other.” (they met online – not judging)
~A 93-year-old Cuban woman opening her shirt all the way up to show us her scar from her recent open-hear surgery
~High-centering on a median in the car as we tried to get out of a “Residents Only” entrance of a neighborhood (don’t ask me how). A man in his car just stood there and laughed at Sis. Endemaño and I as we yelled at each other (not in anger) trying to get out of the dilemma (the embarrassment is real)
~A man giving Sis. Endemaño his whole wallet out of his car window to let us into a neighborhood. Never met him before.
~Asking a former investigator that was apparently interested de nuevo, “What are your expectations from our visits?” and him responding, “Well….none. Maybe just, like, an opportunity for dialogue.”
~Rene trying to get me to swear
~Sis. Rowley choking on a grape as she laughed at me (eating 12 grapes at once for New Year’s is not a good idea)
Anyway, all awkward aside, we had a bit of a rough week yet again. Rougher than the last unfortunately. We have taught so many less active members and investigators the importance of having patience and faith throughout trial-ridden times, and it seems that I am now getting my very own taste of that medicine. It definitely isn’t chocolate-covered cherry flavored, but if all times on the mission were fabulous and successful, then everything would be a little grey. I’m happy to have some black and white. Maybe that doesn’t make sense to brains other than mine, but all I’m really trying to say is that there must be opposition in all things in order to experience real joy (see 2 Nephi 2:11-12). All that being said, we had members cancelling on us, gators dropping us, and only a recent convert’s grandmother at church (not that that’s a bad thing, but we were expecting many more). But, FAITH, brethren. Pray for my faith. And that we can find people. Elect people. 🙂
Despite the skruggles, we still saw miracles in the form of Sister Chu, the Spirit of Elijah, and OYMing (Open-Your-Mouth-ing. Grammar.). Let me tell you how great a blessing our dear, sweet Sister Chu is. She was baptized in the last two or three years and is the sweetest person anyone would ever have the pleasure of meeting. She is 51 and single, and lives in a little one room efficiency (essentially an”apartment”someone made with a mini-kitchen and bathroom out of a room or two of their house) all by her lonesome. No one could ever find a kinder person (except Jesus). She has a sweet little voice and absolutely sings her heart out in every church meeting and bears her testimony every Fast Sunday. We member-blessed her on Friday night and she shared with us a pretty heart-wrenching story about her son, whom she had to give up for adoption at age 4, who will soon be turning 18. She hasn’t been allowed to speak to him once in these 14 years, and she asked us to pray that now he’s an adult he will reach out and find her. She feeds us every couple of weeks (I honestly don’t know where she gets the money), and just bought us some amazing Greek food on Saturday. Yet on Sunday, our food list got passed back to us with five blank spaces. She was sitting right by us, and as I was reading the couple names we got, she asks me, incredulously, “Sister Burdett, why are there so many empty spaces?!” As I tried to scrounge up some non-verbal answer with my hands so as to not further disrupt the RS lesson, she snatches the list out of my hand insisting, “Give me that!” She quickly signs her name for Thursday muttering “These people are ridiculous!” I love her. Then, to our later surprise, we got a voicemail a few hours later from our dear, sweet Sis. Chu, informing us that she would be feeding us not just on Thursday, but on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday as well because “[we] need to eat!”. We called her back informing her that she would be doing no such thing, but she insisted on at least doing Tuesday too. She wouldn’t let us deny her that. I was quite the lucha, I tell you what. My point is, the world should have more Sis. Chus. It would be a kinder place.
We had a pretty amazing experience with Sis. Gomez, a less-active member! We’re reactivating her through family history – a 12-week program miracle! She really wants to do the work for her father, and we actually helped her find out that the name is 100% ready to take to the temple – she just needs a recommend to do it! Now she is thrilled and is planning on having her son be baptized as his proxy and being there right by his side! They committed to come to church this Sunday to start preparing! It was amazing to see the Spirit of Elijah truly working in others.
We have been OYMing like crazy while we’re out and about and actually found a pretty cool family! Yami and Mario with two children, Sabrina and No-name (not because they didn’t name him, but because we didn’t meet him). We are hoping to teach them the Restoration ASAP – they were so interested in the concept of eternal families! What a blessing it is to have that gospel truth revealed to us today – to not even have it be a question if we will see our loved ones after we die! Hoorah for Israel. We have great hope in them after a rough week of finding.
Let’s get spiritual.
This week I found a gem in Alma 37:44-45 that I don’t remember ever before reading: 44 For behold, it is as easy to give heed to the word of Christ,which will point to you a straight course to eternal bliss, as it was for our fathers to give heed to this compass, which would point unto them a straight course to the promised land.
45 And now I say, is there not a type in this thing? For just as surely as this director did bring our fathers, by following its course,to the promised land, shall the words of Christ, if we follow their course, carry us beyond this vale of sorrow into a far better land of promise.
Such an awesome promise! Heeding the Liahona (see 1 Nephi 16) was easy as long as they did so diligently, faithfully, frequently, and trusted in God! As long as we heed the words of Christ, and we all know it’s not really that hard to set aside 15 minutes a day to read the scriptures or pray, we will be brought to a “far better land of promise”! I loved it. Hope you do too. So do it! Also some good advice in Alma 36:36-37.
I love you all! God does too! Have the best day of your life today! Write a missionary a letter! And tell someone about a gospel truth because you love them!
Sister Burdett
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Auction-fever, Humble Beginnings, and Training.‏


An eventful last week of the transfer it was! We had our all-mission Christmas conference last Wednesday – super fun! I got to see my old companions and zone/district-mates, participated in a good white elephant gift exchange (I am now the proud owner of a lovely ceramic quail – photo pending), and saw and participated in some crazy skits. I was pretty impressed with the missionaries’ inventiveness – surprisingly there are many inside jokes that the entire mission shares (and probably many missions around the world too) about demon-outcasting, awkward baptismal interview questions, and driving in Miami with the ‘Cuban finger-point’ (no turn signals, just fingers out the window – whether there’s space in a lane or not, somehow you find a way to fit). It was great. We also had out ward Christmas party last weekend, which was fun to be a part of! There they did a good 12 Days of Christmas rendition (almost as good as Rolla’s) and an auction to raise funds for Girl’s Camp for the Young Women. One of the YSA stepped up as auctioneer and brought some real-live, Missouri-style fast-talking skills to get people more excited and involved (our older bishop was skruggling a bit). It was a taste of home! I enjoyed myself by pointing and calling “Yuuuuuuuup!” when people raised their hands to bid. It was unfamiliar terrain for the majority of the Miamians, but after a few weird looks and shrugged shoulders, everyone got into it! Mom, you would’ve been proud of me. And I resisted the temptation to bid too. 🙂 We also had the Creche, an awesome display of nativity scenes, that evening. It was lit only by candles and had lovely harp music playing softly in the background, so the Spirit there was pretty beautiful. They even had a couple of the tall nativities that spin when you light the candles (like the one you got from Prague or Germany or wherever, Mom!). It was an excellent reminder of the humility and quietude of the Savior’s birth. He truly was and continues to be the greatest gift of Christmas to the whole world that forever will be free and is offered to all mankind. All we have to do is want it enough to act, and God promises more happiness than we can get from any other source as we live the commandments. I know it, I experience it every day, and I want you to, too.
We found a cool cat named Julian this week while knocking doors. We had a pretty amazing lesson with him last night during which he opened up and told us about the many battles he has fought with drugs and alcohol. He’s pretty lucky to be alive, and he shared with us a pretty amazing, near death experience that had caused him to reflect on his life and where it was going. He is so ready to accept the gospel and change. It was a huge testimony builder of how hearts truly are being prepared every day to receive the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ. Unfortunately, he’s a YSA (young single adult), so we’ll have to pass him on to the other elders soon, but we’re dragging our feet because he is so cool. He even committed himself to come to church this Sunday, without us even inviting him, and committed us to round him up on Saturday so he’ll “feel too guilty to not show up”!
We also had a good lesson with Nori, the woman we found several weeks ago who saw a spirit-nurse after her mother died who apparently looked just like Sis. Monsuy does (don’t worry, that’s a good thing). She truly is prepared as well, we’re just trying to help her recognize that and instill within her some urgency. We hit a big landmark with her though! After numerous lessons on her doorstep during which she stood behind her locked gate inside her house, she finally opened the gate and hugged us! It was pretty metaphorically beautiful. Tears rolled down her cheeks as we told her “We love you!” and waved as we were walking away. Expressing love to our investigators, members of our wards, fellow missionaries, and basically everyone has been something that has affected and changed me quite a lot. Especially in a place like Miami, where people are so hardened by the world, just a simple verbal expression of love breaks barriers, shifts hearts, and makes you really feel it. Sure, it also freaks a lot of people out, but that’s kind of rewarding in a weird way too. 🙂
One of our amazing recent converts, Monica, surprised us with lovely Christmas gifts – Playboy tote bags! Something I am learning on my mission is how not to laugh out loud when people say and do things in all sincerity that completely catch you off guard. She was so excited to give them to us (she’s lived in Guatemala for the majority of her life, and I’m pretty sure she just thought they were ‘cute bunnies’) so we graciously accepted them and now just chuckle whenever we see them sitting on the couch. It was a really nice action, but they aren’t exactly “missionary appropriate” (heh heh). Among the totes, we have also received a huge Costco-sized box of chocolates (harlequin chocolate biscuit cookies!!) and many lovely notes from ward members. It is so nice to be feeling the love, and I’m grateful to be staying in a ward that I know for Christmas. Which reminds me! Transfer calls were last night!
I guess that I’ve already spilled the beans on myself – I’ll be staying in Flagler! But I also got another big surprise: I’m going to be training a new missionary! What in the world! I feel pretty inadequate because I still have so much work to do with the language and my teaching skills, but I think this will begin some more rapid progression as I strive to be an example of diligence, obedience, and being bold for my greenie. It’s intimidating though. I just finished my own training five weeks ago! But I couldn’t be more excited! So, in mission lingo, I’m pregnant! I will meet my baby tomorrow!
I have learned and grown so much from Sis. Monsuy’s example. She is truly a remarkable individual who has taught me a lot from the scripture in Doctrine and Covenants, “Where much is given, much is required”. I wish that I had more time to write about how significantly she has changed my life, but someday I’ll tell you the story – maybe for next Christmas!
I got to speak in church on Sunday, which was pretty radical. My topic was service, so I chose to talk all about Jesus Christ and Ammon, the Book of Mormon prophet (see Alma 17 – Nay, but I will be thy servant). Awesome quote in the Ensign from Dieter F. Uchtdorf: “Jesus the Christ, who knew perfectly how to give, set for us the pattern of giving. To those whose hearts are heavy with loneliness and sorrow, He brings compassion and comfort. To those whose bodies and minds are afflicted with illness and suffering, He brings love and healing. To those who are burdened with sin, He offers hope forgiveness, and redemption. If the Savior were among us today, we would find Him where He always was – ministering to the meek, the downcast, the humble, the distressed, and the poor in spirit. During this Christmas season and always, may we give to Him by loving as He loves. May we remember the humble dignity of His birth, gifts, and life. And may we, through simple acts of kindness, charity, and compassion, fill the world with the light of His love and healing power.” An apology to every English teacher I’ve ever had for quote-bombing, but how can I say anything better than an apostle of Jesus Christ? I found a great deal of inspiration in The Living Christ, the testimony of the twelve apostles, and am currently striving to memorize it in Spanish. I closed with Matthew 25:21, the words that I hope to hear in my heart not only at the end of my life but at the end of my mission as well. I hope that I will be worthy to have been called His servant.
I love all of you! Tell someone that you love them! Go have the best day of your life!
Sister Burdett


Sister Heacock and I! We will both be training this transfer!

Fotos, Fotos, Fotoooooooos

** Editor’s Note:Many photos sent on 12/16/14.  Eliza’s mission had an all mission conference on 12/11/14 and was able to see many of her previous companions and friends at that time.  She loved her cards, letters and packages!  Thank you for showing her so much support and love.  Please keep her in your prayers this week!  Love, Katie

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Flagler missionaries with the Belliston family (doesn’t the mom – Krysta – look like Jillian?! Her son looks so much like Lucas too!)

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Sisters Hartley, Burdett, Sanchez, and Monsuy (they’re our former STLs)

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Sis. Monsuy y yo at the Christmas fiesta

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Sis. Monsuy actually smiling! I promise, it occurs more than you think. An Elders precious parents made us these cute nativity ornaments. ALL 170 of us. Crazy.

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This is Maria and Monica, baptized in July and May, respectively. They are AMAZING

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This is Christina, the Elders’ recent convert! She wants to serve a mission! She’s awesome!

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Krysta Belliston and her son, Drew! She’s the best.

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Dinner at the Aguilar’s [they just love Sis. Monsuy – that’s why we got invited (she was born in Fontainebleu)] with the Fontainebleu (Spanish ward – same chapel) missionaries, Elders Call and Cansino and Sisters Montoya and Madsen!