So yesterday I completed 18 months and took off my skirt, which is a mission-term meaning that we Elders that serve 2 years instead of 18 months have become real men and entered into a time that sister missionaries just can't understand and will never have the pleasure of experiencing. Since I couldn't buy anything yesterday, I'll be celebrating my 18 month mark with Papa John's. WooHoo!! If I was a sister I'd be going home on Thursday. But I'm not a sister and I've got the best 6 months ahead of me still!
So this week was kind of tough. We found a lot of new investigators and got a lot of references from the ward. Basically everyone initially accepted us well but decided they weren't willing to do anything about it. I encourage everybody who reads this to be doers and not just listener. As it says in Matthew 7:21 "
|Today's lunch. It is called indio viejo.|