HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!! #inbrasil

So yesterday was Father's Day, the greatest day of my life. Not just because I got crazy trunky to see my family, but mostly because we had barbeque Brasileiro for lunch. Seriously. So. GOOD. We went to my recent converts house and had lunch with her and her entire family. Good company and good food. I'm pretty sure I gained at least 5 pounds just from yesterday. We then went to a Family Home Evenging at another recent convert's house and her family of a million people and then some. So fun. All the kids in the family sang songs to their fathers and presented them with the Father of the Year award. So precious I might have shed a little tear.

This week, we also had a baptismal interview of an awesome investigator who is the boyfriend of one of our active members in the ward. Unfortunately he didn't pass, but we're going to keep working hard with him and helping him to prepare for the best day of his life... baptism.

This week, we moved! #thankyouthankyouthankyou I don't know if I mentioned this in any of my past letters, but our old house was the worst of all the mold filled, tiny, elder-used, missionary houses in the world. It was just terrible to live there. BUT, after a few rats and the rottweiler biting my companion we got oursleves a one way ticket to a chique apartment closer to everything. #itsagoodlife Although, for now we don't have a refridgerator, oven, washer, or anywhere to put our clothes, dishes, etc. We're just kind of relying on the good grace of god that we don't get food poisoning from the food we've been having to leave out. PS, I open our window, set it on the windowsill outside, and pray that the day is chilly so our food stays cold. It works... sometimes.

Our area has moved a little bit. We now take park of the area of another ward so we now take care of the Eldorado Ward and the Inamar Ward. (I fell like that last sentence was really awkward english. Sorry.) It's nice because our are is so small. We'll actually get a chance to walk a little, take some hills, and get to know some new drug trafickers. 

Life is good as a Sister.

Sister Hargrove

Oh man, Peaches and Blueberries? The last time I ate those, I was in the States... They don't have those fancy fruits her in São Paulo... AND Lasagna and Garlic Bread?! Oh man... how I miss it. BUT, I only have 72 more days of rice and beans and I'll be chowing down on all of those yummy American things. Did I tell you that our first stop on the way home is a Mexican Restaraunt? And I saw that I've been reaccepted into BYU-Idaho. Woohoo! I'll apply for classes and housing and employment when I get back... 

As for the missionary world... Life is just great. We had a fantastic week of pure rejection... A lot of "I already have a religion" "Church is what's in our hearts" "I believe in Voodoo" "I don't speak English" (Iwasn't speaking English) and the worst of all "I don't have time for Christ. I'm busy." BUT all is well. I have faith that this week will be a week of MIRACLES. For sure. This week we had a Zone conferance with President Broadbent and two other zones of missionaries. It was a little strange because I gave my going home testimony. The very last conference that I will have before I hope on a direct flight to 'Merica. I was nervous, but I didn't cry. So that's a plus... 

As far as our investigators go, we're searching high and low to find a family that is looking to change their lives, but... that's rare here. We usually just find a lot of drunk people. This weekend was super hot here so everyone and their mom was out in the streets and bars drinking their lives away and yelling random English words at the missionaries. #sisterlyfeinbrasil

But I think that's about all. The church just put out a new mormon message that's pretty stinking cool.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2w49_1a9X0Q

I know that God is real and that he watches over us and knows us personally. Our difficulties. Our talents. Everything. I know that Jesus Christ is not only the Savior of the world but my Savior, and that He is at our side through everything. I know that God has given us modern day prophets that give us modern day guidance. I know that my family is eternal and that every, single person on this earth has an eternal purpose.

You guys rock.

Sister Hargrove

I have a new companion! Her name is Sister Freitas, she's from a sheep farm in Porto Velho, Hondonia, Brasil and was baptized 7 years ago... and is still the only member in her family. She's a tough cookie... and a little weird, but we'll get over that. 

We've been working hard this week and finding some really awesome people to teach in the cobblestone streets of Eldorado, Diadema... the only thing is that no one is in their house when we have marked an appointment with them. This past Sunday, we had every single hour scheduled with a new investigator. And what happened? Every single appointment fell through. SO we basically just walked through the streets in circles like lost sheep. JK, we talked to a ton of people in the streets, but I would have liked to have been teaching instead. BUT, that's the mission life, right?

One of our miracles of the week was Lucas. Lucas was a reference from our Zone Leaders who live near byt. We contacted him on the same day and just invited him to come to church. He told us that he would so we told him wr would come by his house in the morning and walk with him. Not thinking much of it (because everyone tells us that), we passed by his house yesterday morning and HE WAS THERE. AND CAME TO CHURCH WITH US. AND SAID HE LIKED IT. AND THAT WE COULD COME BACK ON MONDAY. It was so great. He's 26 and I think he smokes a lot of pot, but we can work with that.

Last night I had a dream that I got robbed in street, so I have decided to leave my camera at home this week...

"But behold there was never a happier time among the people of [Brazil] since the days of [Sister Hargrove]... in the twenty and first year of [her] reign..." Alma 50:23

Believe it or not, I think I've kept my birthday a complete secret... only my companion knows and she got transferred! So #22 should be relatively tranquil this year.

It's transfers again! My dear Sister Barraza has been transferred. I will be staying in the Eldorado Ward as a Sister Training Leader and will be recieving a new Junior companion. Woopdeedoo!

This week was uneventful... again. Mostly due to the fact that I got a nasty sinus infection. (AKA, my allergies are coming back, Dad.) But it involved a fever, swollen eye, and ear infection... in both ears. All of this added together equals not a whole lot of work got done this week. Sad. But even President told me to go home and take a nap. lol. 

Speaking of President, we had interviews this week! My interview was great! President and Sister Broadbent are just fantastic... even though President started talking about m next big commandment once I finish my mission. Five Reais if you can guess what that one is. But for realzies he gave me a lot of good advice on mission life and we got to know each other a little better. It was great. To top it off, he told me my Portuguese is perfect! (I'm not so sure how true that one is, but I'll take the compliment)

Ready to start my second to last transfer! See you in 12 weeks!

Com Amor,

Sister Hargrove

PS - Who remembers the shaytards?? http://www.mormonchannel.org/video/mormon-messages?v=2700253803001&cid=HPFR071114321

Brazil lost. Real bad. Alemanha kicked their butt 7 x 1. Let's just say Brazilians went from an unhealthy obsession with the Soccer Team, to an unhealthy hatred. Yes, they are burning buses and no one wants to buy Neymar's jerseys anymore. But, they'll always have at least one fan! Sister Hargrove! All they've been showing on the news this week (not that I watch the news, but we pass by a lot of bars in the street and they always have it on) is clips of children all dressed up in their brazilian soccer gear sobbing over the game with Alemanha and the clip of José Luiz crying as well. 

This coming week we have interviews with our new mission president and the week after that ismybirthday. 22. #idowhatiwant

This week was busy like crazzzzyyyy. I did two divisions with Sister Cavalcanti, from Pernambuco, and Sister Soares, from Manaus. Two super cool sisters serving in the Mirandopolis and Vila Liviera wards. The divisions were super cool and we had a lot of little miracles happen and found a lot of new people to teach.

I am excited for this coming week because we won't have any soccer games to get in the way of the missionary work!

-Sister HA!

Brazil has made it to the semi-finals! WOOHOO! The party continues with Germany tomorrow! 

 

 

I have special news for you all... we caught one of the rats in our house. After a long day's work, we came home to find an almost dead mouse stuck to our sticky paper trying to eat the cookies I layed out for him. #besta So we layed him to rest in an old grocery bag which we promptly threw out for the garbage men to pick up.

 

 

Our new President and his wife, President and Sister Broadbent, got here this past week. They are just so stinking great. We had a mission wide conference and Liders Council with them recently and I am so excited to have them as our new 'mission parents.' They are so loving and ready to work hard with us! In the Leader's council we restablished some of our mission goals and talked about how we can all be better missionaries and examples and I felt really excited afterwards. I learned that as missionaries and members of the church we have a responsibility to open our mouths and talk about the Gospel. In everyway possible. Sometimes we forget that it's the Gospel of Jesus Christ that brings us the biggest joy, so TALK about it! We also talked a lot about our purpose as missioaries. That is, not, just to throw people in the baptisimal font, but to walk them to the Temple. Because the Temple is where we make the most important covenants that lasts for eterinity.

Two VERY Special Kids. :)

The work here in the Eldorado Ward has been... rough. We have a lot of visitors coming to church, but it seems that no one wants to make any sort of commitment. With the Cup and meetings and all sorts of other things, the work has been a little slow here.

Yes Mother, I know... LESS THAN A HUNDRED SAYS LEFT. I'm trying not to get trunky...

Com muito amor e carinho,

Sister Hargrove

 

 

SO WHO WATCHED THE GAME ON FRIDAY? It was NUTSO. We had a lot of exciting things happen this week, including the arrivel of President and Sister Broadbent (and leaving of President and Sister Tanner).

This past Monday we had a dandy time watching the game (Brazil vs. Camarões), that Brasil won with flying colors. Eldorado went absolutely NUTS. Music, fireworks, dancing and drinking in the streets, everything. 

On Tuesday I made 14 months on the mission. Holy moly. It is absolutely crazy how fast my mission has passed by. It makes me want to cry a little, BUT, I'm excited to continue being a full-time member missionary. But anyways, we had a lesson with our awesome investigator, Roque. He's about 70, and we found him taking to people in the street. He's been to church for the past two Sundays. This week we taught him about the Word of Wisdom and how important it is to keep our 'temples' clean. He drinking coffee, beer, and smokes a pack of cigarettes every day, but comitted to keeping the word of wisdom the best he could. He said that he smokes everyday before he leaves for work. So we have been running to his house every morning at 6 o'clock to sing hin a hymn and get him started off right for the day. Let me tell you, it's tiring, but worth it. He only smokes five cigarettes a day now. Sweet success. I am so grateful for the knowledge that I have of how to keep my body clean. I can see the blessings of this commandment every single day of my mission when I dont have to drink coffee to wake up in the morning or smoke to calm my self down during the day. 

On Thursday I went on Divisions! We had an awesome and craaaazyyy day. First event of the day, I gained an even stringer testimony of the Word of Wisdom. We found a woman passed out, cold on the sidewalk. We tried to wake her up, but she was out. So we ran in to the nearest person (in a bar, lol) and asked for help. They helped us call the ambulance (which never came, btw.) and help this lady out. We got her to wake up and it turns out she had been drinking... a lot. This lady couldn't even stand on her own two feet or pick up her glasses. So Sister Diaz (from Argentina) and I practically carried this lady home. We used her cell phone to call her son to wait up for us and walked her all the way to her house to make sure she was ok. So sad. We then went to visit a less-active, recent convert, 14 year old. Started talking to him and in comes his mother, fuming mad, who preceeded to beat him. We pulled her off of him screaming and crying. SO sad. Why don't they know that their family is eternal?

We woke up the next morning to a frantic call from my companion in Eldorado telling me we have rats in our house. RATS. And don't even try and tell me that we need to clean our house. The mission is coming over today to help us our with that problemo.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

I love you all.

Sister Hargrove 

 

Cupa do Mundo em Brasil!

 

trunky email

First order of business... Everyone is telling me that Beyonce and President Obama are getting together. Is there any truth to that? Also, I'm still waiting for an answer about whether Michael Jackson is alive or not... #ineedanswers

Second order of business, We sang "I stand all amazed" and I thought of Tina Most, so about a week ago I sent letter to her, but I didn't know her home address so I just sent it to the house address. Could you get that to her?

Third order of business, IV'E BEEN TRANSFERRED! ...toooooo the Diadema First Stake, Eldorado Ward. It is TINY. But great... and only favella and a HUGE amazon forest. awesome. We live pretty far from the city and sometimes I think to myself, "Is this what Shay served in in Manaus?" There are bugs and huge spiders and snakes everywhere. I found three Daddy Longlegs this morning (one on my bed when I woke up). Speaking of our house, our toilet doesn't flush, so everytime we have to go, we fill a bucket up with water and dump it down. Also the door doesn't shut... Not to mention that I've almost gotten bit by a dog at least once a day. The bishop here is great. He's 27 and just got back from him mission in Boston, MA a year (or two?) ago. My companion is Sister Barraza, from Santiago, Chile (again). She's 22 and great and also a Sister Training Leader and has one year on the mission. 

The World Cup here is just stinking nuts. The crazy things y'all are seeing on the news? #TRUTH. President Tanner has banned us to the house for the entire day when Brazil plays and I think we're going to stay in a lot more with other teams as well because... Brazil looooves football. Buuutttt... GO USA!

We started off our transfer with awesome miracles... and TWO baptisms. (Sidenote: In the history of all history, I am the third Sister to serve in this ward. Just elders before us!) We baptized Glaucia and her son "CaDoo" (Carlos Eduardo). They are so stinking awesome. Especially CaDo. Hes almost 11 and loves the gospel and learning everything about it. He loves playing soccer and videogames just like Nate and Matt. SO. I have a special request for Matt. It would be super cool if he could write CaDo a letter! (Don't worry, I can translate it) Talk about stinky boy stuff and about how you felt on your baptismial day. It would be super cool for him to hear about your experiance, Matt! Por Favor!

This week, I also got the dreaded "trunky email". Asking about all my personal info about going home so they can buy my plane ticket. :´(

I think that's all for this week. I looooove my mission. I know that this church is true and that miracles are REAL.

com amor,

sister hargrove

Pre-World Cup

The World Cup is cominnnggggg! The first game is on the 12th of this month and unfortunately, the missionaries have not been liberated to watch the games... We will be switching our study hours to the hours of the games. :( But we'll see if that doesn't change. São Paulo has already gone into party mode preparing for the games. The streets are painted, banners are up, and the drunks are out. Lots of barbeques and soccer talk here. Also, the metros have been on strike for the past week and a half, which has put a damper on my Sister Leader duties. No divisions this week because we are out of options (except our feet) for how to get to the other areas. Everyone is struggling with this metro strike. It's becoming more and more difficult to get investigators to church, get to our meetings, and lots of other things...

 

 

On Tuesday I went to the dentist. It was painful, but don't worry, it was free. I've also been banned officially from eating popcorn. It's a hard-knock-life. Today we are suppsoed to be getting transfers, BUT we still have not gotten the call yet... I'm pretty sure I'll be staying here in the Bosque ward until the end of my mission (there's an END?!), so I'm pretty excited.

Sorry the email is so short, things were a little slow this week due to the cup festivities.

com amor,

sister hargrove

Mais 20 Semanas!

Another week ooofffffffff... everything falling through #welcometothemission Litereally everything. Appointments with investigators, lunches with members, divsions with sisters, meetings with leaders. everything.  We are stugglebusin' it for sure. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday our plan A, B, and C to everything fell through, so we wandered around, got to know our area a little more, found a quaint little favella, and made street contacts after street contacts after street contacts until a member found us far from home and gave us ride to the chapel. This area needs some serious work. The missionaries before me taught a lot of eternal investigators, which kind of sucked for us because we're realizing that these people like because of the following reasons... we have blue eyes, we're foreign, we have an accent, I know how to make cookies, and sometimes I show them cute little mormon message videos.... and the gospel? nope. So we are rebuilding our teaching pool right now and forcing the members to help us out by guilt triping them into giving us references (what?) and teaching them how to open their mouths and share their happiness! 

This past Tuesday, we had a party in our house. So all of the new american missionaries have to make a trip to the federal police department soon after they get into the field to pick up their visa. And since our house/area is in the central part of our mission, they all get to sleep at our house. Soooooo, TEN sisters sleeping in our house on Tuesday. TEN. It was a hot mess of pizza, blow up mattresses, and mission gossip. Woof. It was a looonngggg night. BUT I got to be reunited with my Chilean companion from a couple transfers ago, Sister Cañas, woohoo! Another supla of sisters stayed in our area and did some street contacts for us and found two people that would let us teach them in their house. We went to contact one yesterday. ot to his house and were greeted by a cute little group of gang members smoking pot. yes. We talking to the guys mom and she told us to come back on Monday. While we were walking away from the house, me and my big mouth decided it would be a good idea to invite the pot-smoking-gang-members to church on Sunday and that if they would let Him, Jesus Christ could change their lives. Woops. They politely thanked me for the invite and then told me that the area I was in was dangerous and that they are part of such-and-such gang and that people are killed right where I was standing. Then one of the dudes said, "organiiiiiiiized crimmmmme." And that was enough for me, I said #thanksBYE and took off as fast as my sister missionary shoes could take me. 

We have a really, really, really awesome investigator, C. She's in er 30's and was a referance from the stake presidents wife. She has two kids and is pregnant, but a widow. She is AWESOME. And super sweet. She has lived a really hard life and she is really growing and progressing in the gospel. The coolest thing is that the relief society and the primary are taking really good care of her and her family. Her kids LOVE church. And C is preparing for baptism. :)

 

This week we also had our last conference with President and Sister Tanner. Everyone cried, felt the Spirit and sang 'God Be With You 'Till We Meet Again', the official goodbye hymn. I am so grateful for them as my mission mom and dad. They have changed my life and I am more than excited to welcom President and Sister Broadbent into the mission and send President Tanner off to his new calling.

13 Months!

Transfers are this coming week. Hoping to continue in the Bosque ward! :) Still waiting for letters...

Sister Nicole Hargrove

Missão Brasil São Paulo Sul

Rua Dr. Luis da Rocha Miranda, N°159
8° Andar
São Paulo, SP
Brazil/Brasil
CEP 04344-900

Com Amor,

Sister Hargrove

So we have this investigator named Sandra. She's in her 40's and from Chile and doesn't speak Portuguese, just Spanish. So I've been doing my best to remember everything I learned from high school Spanish Class (nothing) and we've been teaching her. She's here visiting her cousin, who's an active member in our ward. She had a really great experiance in Church this past Mother's Day Sunday. We get to Church and she doesn't understand anything for the first two house (Rel. Soc. and Sun. School). Then we get to Sacrament Meeting and she jsut starts to understand everything. It was awesome and truly the gift of tongues. She turns to me and her cousin, with tears in her eyes and says, "Everything they're saying is just for me!" It was so cool. We taught her last night with a kid in our ward that just got back from his mission in Ecuador, so his Spanish is a little better than mine. We taught her the Restauration and it went really well! Pray for her!

This past Friday, we had an interesting experiance... We had just gotten home (on time! 9 o'clock.) and about five minutes in to our daily planning session we hear a bunch of noise outside out front window and a man yelling "Rapido! Rapido!" ("Fast! Fast!") we go over to the window, open the curtains and see a car parked in front of our house and three or four men robbing the people in the car at gunpoint. "Sister! I saw a gun!" We quickly shut the curtains and the car eventually drove off after about a minute. Can I just tell you about my testimony of the missionary curfew. THAT RULE WAS INSPIRED! For sure. We are home. On time. Everyday. Nothing else sketchy has happened since that incident. So all is well, mom.

We have another really awesome investigator that was a referance from our Stake President's wife. Her name is Cibele, she's super cute and pregnant with her third, and is in her 30's. She came to Church this Sunday and loved it. Her daughter also adored the Primary class. She's really great because you call tell that she is really searching for truth, not only for her, but for her family as well. It's really sweet.

I'm in charge of making breakfast for our zone tomorrow. Someone let it out that I know how to cook. So we'll see how that goes. This week should be really great because we are going to have a mission conference with Elder Anderson! Everyone is super excited. My new calling is going well. I got my first dose of dealing with some sweet sister drama. But, no worrie, I told them to suck it up and get to work. :)

I love my mission and y'all too!

com amor,

Sister Hargrove

This week was just dandy, but let's start with today... As Sister Machado and I were anxiously making our way through companionship study and trying not to think about the millions of different outcomes of transfers, we get a phone call. 

Me: "Sister? Why is President calling?"
Sis.: "I don't know, answer it!"

Me: "Oi Presidente!"

President: "Hi, Sister Hargrove, so I just wanted to let you know and your being transferred..."

Me: "...and..." (because president doesn't just call to tell you you're getting transferred.)

President: "...and we would like to call you as a Sister Training Leader."

Me: "What the... ?!"

So it's officially official. I've been called to serve as a Sister Training Leader. Which is basically a Sister Zone Leader who is in charge of two or three zones of Sisters. I get to do exchanges with the sisters every week. Which meens training them, and seeing how they are ajusting to missionary life and how I and the other mission leadership can help them. I'm pretty excited, I won't lie. I'm reall going to get to know the mission going to all the different areas and all the awesome sisters that we have in our mission. And, selfishly saying, I will have the opportunity to grow and learn a lot from those other sisters. For sure, I feel super inadequate. There are a LOT of really great sisters that I think would do a way better job than me. BUT, not only is President trusting in me, but Heavenly Father is as well. And with less than six months left on the mission, there's no way I'll let Him down. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_S3TI4bYerU

Don't forget about me on Mother's Day! I'll be skyping! 

See ya'll in six months!

Love,

I've been transferred!

NATE. That is so stinking cool that you're going to EFY at BYU. I loved it when me and jasmine and shay and walker and jared all went. Make the best of it, Nate!  You'll learn a lot about the Savior, but also have the time of your life if you let yourself!

 

This week was exciting. I didn't get any mail this week, but it's just because we haven't gotten a mail delivery in forever. BUT, my new and improved and great Ward Mission Leader works right next to the Mission Office and will be passing by there on his way home from work today to pick us up and brand spanking new box of copies of the Book of Mormon and hopefully our letters and packages. He served a mission so I think he realizes how important they are to the missionaries. :)

 

As you've probably already realized, I've been transferred. It was SAD, to say the least. But, I'm practically on the other side of the street. I'm officially in the Rudge Ramos Stake, Assunção Ward. But, funny story... I already know a lot of the members from being in this zone my first transfer being so close these past four transfers. and I know the Bishop. So Bishop Dani is the brother-in-law of my bishop back in São Bernardo. I saw him everytime we had lunch over there, which was jsut last week where we were JOKING, "Hey Bishop, if you're lucky, maybe I'll get transferred to you're ward." hahaha HA. Jokes on me. Here I am. Looks like I'll be seeing a lot more of the great Boscolo Family... and São Bernardo. I actually think that I might stay in São Bernardo for my entire mission! I also got a new junior companion, Sister Cañas. She's 19, from Santiago, Chile, and has four months on the mission and super cool... The only problem is that she doesn't speak a whole lot of Portuguese, a LOT of Spanish. Looks like I'll be learning Spanish as well. Which is fine, because at this point I understand both languages, I just don't want to get them all confused, because they're so similar. 

 

I got the call on Monday morning and immediately started calling and writing letters to my beloved members, here in SBC 4. They set up a nice going away party with pizza and people and pictures for Sister Marino and I. We all cried and reccounted happy memories and everyone gave us great words of wisdom and invited us to come back with the family. That means YOU, family. You have an official invite to the SBC 4 Ward. Parabems. If this gets posted on my blog and Vinicius is reading this... I miss you and your family! I can't wait to come back and visit! Ask Sister Alves to show the video we made for you!

 

This week, we had a great, exciting week of work. The first day we went to visit one of the investigators, Lilian... and I saw the grossest thing I've ever seen on a human body. She had this HUGE thing on her leg, a tumor or something and she was sick, couldn't walk with a swollen, hot, red leg with a fever. So obvi, we dragged that woman to the hospital. Which was an adventure! I've been in a few Brazilian Hospitals, but just to visit, not with an actauly patient. So what they do, is after 100 years of waiting (or like 4 and a half hours) they call you into the office of the doctor and she's writes you a prescription of what you need to get better and sends you on your way to the treatment center, where they hit everyone up with and IV and whatever else they need. In Brazilian Hospitals everyone gets an IV. Then you go to the pharmacy to pick up your happy pills and they send you on your way. So back to Lilian, she got prescribed two drugs and a pimple popping. I don't actaully know the name of what was on her leg, but whatever it was, it needed to be popped. I'm counting my blessings that I didn't have to go in with her while she got it popped because it was real nasty and pusy and bloody... yuck.

 

 On a more spiritual note... We had some great lessons and helped a lot of people this week. First, Rosa. The Sisters found her knocking doors and have been helping her to stop smoking. We met with her this past week and shared a scripture and our testimonies with her, and then I did something I've never done before. I asked her to hand over the ciggs. I felt a little bit like an inmate because I told her that I would trade all the ciggs she had for some oranges (rumor has it, because oranges are acidic, it helps get the nictotine out of your veins easier or something like that). After a little push, she accepted, and she has officially been smoke free since Saturday night and will be baptized and confirmed on Sunday. Pray hard for Rosa! It was definitely a spirit filled lesson. There's no way that I could have said the things I did so boldy with out God's help.

 

I had one of the most precious lessons with some less actives this week as well. We went to visit Wesley, Wellington, and Wiliam (true story) and while we were chit chatting, I started asking Wesley about his baptism and what he remembered. He said that he remembered being scared of how deep the wated was, but that when he came back up out of the water he felt so clean and light. It was such a sweet and sincere testimony. We asked Wellington to say the prayer. He was nervous so I told him I would help him. I started and he kind of filled in the blanks. It was such a sweet prayer. He said that he was gratful for the missionary visit and he prayed that he and his borthers could all have the desire to come back to church.

 

love love love you all

sister hargrove