Preaching is good, but sermons that don't lead to action are like fires that don't give heat or water that doesn't quench thirst. - Pres Uchtdorf

Well, another week has gone by, marking the end of my first transfer. Weird. But Hna P isn't being transfered like she thought she was going to be so we'll be together for another transfer, like we're supposed to be when someone is being trianed. Our companionship is going through some growing pains at the moment. Which is bound to happen when you work so closely with someone. I think, nope I know that I just don't play well with others. I would rather do it by myself. And I do better when I know that I have to do it and that there's nobody to fall back on. But that is not the way this life works. =) I will get through it. It'll work out.

 

For Halloween we have to stay inside, unless we have a for sure member set up to join us for the lesson and to drive us to and from the house, or if there's an official ward halloween activity, we have investigators going, and a ride to and from. So it looks like we have a lesson at 6 and at 7 we will attend the halloween party. =) If these things fall through we are expected to deep clean the apartment as instructed by Pres Taylor. Once we have cleaned the apartment we are allowed to take the time to relax.

 

So we went tracting this last week for a couple of hours. We met an English speaking family who are history fanatics. They love everything and anything about history. They were really nice and inteligent people. I automatically likeed they're oldest daughter. They are also hardcore Baptist. Those sermons where the preacher yells at the congregation pounds on the Bible. Yeah that kind. Pues, it was intense. They started pulling out all these "facts" about Joseph Smith, that he really was man whore and went around chasing married women, and that the Book of Mormon contradicts the Bible. That works are dead and all you need is faith all you need to do is believe in Him and not work at anything. Which if you read that verse correctly it says that in fact FAITH is dead WITHOUT WORKS. That we are all born sinners, that we are all born going to hell and we have to work to get to heaven that lieetle children are automatically doomed to live in fire and brimstone for all time and eternity. What a sad depressing outlook on life and on the character of Dios (God) Then as we were leaving the mom stopped us and said, "What if as you are walking back to your car, a truck came around and hitand killed you? You would find yourself in hell because you read the wrong book (refering to the book of mormon). Is that what you want? To be in hell because you listened to a wolf in sheep's clothing (referring to Joseph Smith) ? Go home and read the Bible. Not your silly Book of Mormon. And find out if this is really what you should be doing." Then we said goodbye and went on our way. It was a really interesting exchange. The whole time I did not feel angry or dislike this family in the slightest. I just felt sad that their knowledge has lead them to have this darkness. As we were walking away I had wished I had born powerful testimony of the truths that I know, but I didn't. I think on this lady's words quite often. Not the things she has wrong but the fact that she really had our eternal wellfare in mind just like we have hers. The difference is that we have the light of the gospel. We both felt like we need to knock that door so I am confident that somewhere along the line so good will come out of this exchange.

 

But some good news =) We have a 13 year old investigator name Rosie. She's pretty awesome. She has a baptisimal date for Nov 17. She reads every single thing we give her all the chapters all the pamplets and comes to us with questions about what certain words mean. It's legit. She's legit. She just soaks it all in. Oh and she relates everything we say to movies. We were teaching her the Plan of Salvation and she asks us if it was like this movie she saw with chariots in the sky and stuff. It was pretty funny. Anyway we were teaching her other day and we told her that she needs to start coming to church but she usually goes to her mom's house on weekends. So we asked her to pray about it, specifically if she should go to church on Sunday. So she did. =) Right then and there. When she finished she kept her head down and was wiping away tears. Hna P asked her what she was feeling and Rosie said that she was surprised, surprised by the feelings she was feeling in her heart. That she had gotten an answer right then and there that was so strong. It was pretty cool. So she came to church. She went with us to her neighbor's house Sunday morning who is a member and let that member who se had never before met drive her over to the church. She really liked it and her YWs teacher said she was really involved in the lesson. =) AHHH!!! Now we just have to make sure her parents are okay with her getting baptized.

 

Okay, that tis all for now. Peace out til next Monday.

Much love

Hna Scott

Hna P's B-day Party

I know you're all laughing about me feeling cold in 77 degree weather. Well, do not fear. I have had a mental peptalk and now it is no longer cold. It feels splendid. Last night at Hna P's surprise birthday party (it was her birthday yesterday) all the people there were commenting on how cold it was and I felt fine. =) It's perfect here right now.

 

Hna P had a birthday party last night. It was pretty awesome. I told a member that it was her birthday and then we were able to secretly arrange a little get together. It was pretty small at least as far as Mexican parties go with all of the inactive families we've been working with and a few others it was great. We have a fridge full of legit tomalies (nope, no idea how to spell that word) tres leche cake which is one of my favorite things ever much better here then when you get it at Cafe Rio, pasta y frijoles (beans). They have this tradition for birthdays that after you sing this mexican happy birthday song the birthday person has to take a bite right out of the cake, so they're the first one to eat it. But always someone pushes that persons head into the cake. That's the unsaid part of the tradition. =) Anyway, it was no different for Hna P. It's a good thing we didn't have another appointment last night because there was cake all up in her hair nose etc. =)

 

Anyway, this last week has been pretty intense. I didn't tell you earlier because I forgot, but we had some visitors here in the Phoenix mission on Saturday and Sunday. Any guesses? Elder Niel L Andersen. Apparently I'm supposed to learn something from this guy because he's also the only apostle who came to the MTC while I was there. =) But it's all good. Elder Maynes one of the seventy and Elder Cassau (or something like that) he's one of the counselors in the presiding bishopric also came and is French. It was legit. We all got to shake their hands and Hna P and I got to shake Elder Andersen's hand twice. One before the meeting as we made a quick trip to the bathroom and then once during th emeeting with everyone else. It was pretty cool. =)

 

Before the meeting started we were all instructed to stand when they entered the room. At one point everyone stood up like they were coming in, I don't know how to explain it, but I knew they hadn't really entered. The room didn't feel any different. And it was just Pres Taylor coming back in. Then when they really did walk in there was such a change in the Spirit in the room. It was amazing. And we all stood respectfully while they shook all 200 something people in the Arizona Phoenix mission. Legit. Elder Andersen all four times I've heard him speak outside of conference has always testified about Pres Monson and told us that he brings the prophet's love. It's pretty cool.

 

Then on Sunday the three authorities divided up into three of the stakes in the area and came and spoke at a special meeting. And it just so happens that Elder Andersen is the one who came to our stake. And our ward meets in the stake center. So we got to be in an apostle's presence again. Legit. Oh and our oh so amazing invetigator Olivia and her son Eric came so earliy they got to sit in the fron and they got to shake Elder Andersen's hand. =) WABAM!! Olivia has a baptisimal date for Nov 17.

 

THe next intense thing that happened is that we got to go to the temple yesterday!!! YAYHOO!!! We're allowed to go every 3 months. It just so happens that that three month mark for Hna P was in Oct. And her birthday is in Oct. So she made the arrangements even before I arrived go to the temple on her birthday. The APs did want to let her go since I went to the temple a little over a month ago and technecally shouldn't be able to go for another 2. But they eventually said yes!! So we went. Very early in the morning. The Mesa Temple is gorgeous inside and out and it's so different than the temples in Utah at least format wise. It was very beautiful. Then after that since we went to the temple that's the day that's supposed to be our P day. But apparently Pres Taylor set up a doctor appointment for Hna P on Wednesday and as soon as I sat down to read my emails we got a call telling us to head up to Peoria for this appointment. There went our P day.

 

So yep. That's all of the intense stuff that's happened the last little while. =)

 

Just a littl eabout the work:

We have 7 people with a baptisimal date. One was supposed to get baptized tomorrow but he felt like he wasn't being diligent enough in his scripture reading and prayers so we moved it back. Which is totally okay. I thought it was really cool of him to admit and realize that himself. He's dating a member of the ward, the one who arranged Hna P's party actually.

We have set appointments with most of our investigators and with all of the people who have dates. So if all of those citas (apointments) go through we have 23 lessons a week, not including the new people we try to find every week. Now we're working on setting schedules with the ward missionaries and members to come to the appointments with us.

We met with the bishop of Tuesday to ask what the ward mission plan is and to ask how we can better help the ward. Turns out ( like we already knew, but didn't want to tell the bishop) that they don't have a ward mission plan. So we are having a meeting next week with the ward mission leader bishop and all the missionaries to come up with one. We were also given the assignment to help with the visiting teaching for the people in our area. It was really cool because the bishop said that if the ward depends on the missionaries too much then they get lazy (which is true. A member of the ward said the other day, that it's their fault (the ward) that so many people have fallen away because they just ec[ected the missionaries to take care of it) and because so many people are converts it's our job as missionaries to teach them our to do their visiting teaching so then they won't need us any more. I used to be a little annoyed with obispo ( bishop) because it seemed like we had no support, but now I see that we just weren't communicating all that well. =)

 

Anyway, things are good. Love you all. Read the Why of Priesthood Service from the May 2012 Conference Report by Pres Uchtdorf. It's legit. VZery legit. I've read it twice now and keep finding good things in it. And it's from the priesthood session. Who knew, right?

 

Much love

Hna Scott

77 Degrees and Freezing!

Oh man. A whole other week has gone by. It's crazy how fast it all goes! But at the same time while you're riding your bike down the street with you knees together so your skirt doesn't fly up and you're sweating buckets off your back it seems like it's going slow. But then you get home at night and wonder where all the time went.

 

We did exchanges the other day. I had to go up north...English speaking. Bleh. And it was the day we planned to teach Olivia the first vision and invite her to be baptized. I was super bummed. But oh well. The sister who came down here and took my place is a wonderful lady, in fact you know her. Dennis told me she was here but I didn't believe him, you know since he's old and suff I figured he was confused. =) But he wasn't. Lori from the soccer team is down here teaching the English speakers in Deer Valley about the gospel. It's pretty legit. =) Her area is completely a biking area so I had to ride a bike around all day. Never before has my butt hurt so much in one day. It was cool to get to know some of the people they are working with and to realize that God loves the English speakers as much as the Spanish ones. =) I met a man who's part of a band. We talked music for a few minutes and I loved it. He gave me some advice on how to keep practicing the clarinet even though I don't actually hae one and told me how I can make it easier to play bar chords on the guitar when I get back. All in all a good time except I've been sick since. I think I got dehydrated and have been slowly recovering since then. 

 

So a while ago we went to a Noche de Hogar ( family home evening, but when translated directly it means night of home) The ward does a big NdH almost every monday and there's always legit food afterward. =) Anyway, this night we had to ride our bikes since....well our car got towed. It wasn't my fault. But it got towed so we had to ride our bikes and I was upset and tired. The bike I was using is crap and is an automatic gear changer. Then we almost got attacked by a dog and then I couldn't understand any Spanish when we got there. Sommetimes your brain just turns off and won't concentrate enough to hear process and understand the Spanish words. As we were leaving Hna Da Bomb (aka the relief society pres) and Hna Lapez started talking to me and I didn't understand any of it. So given all the things that had happened that day I just burst into tears, right there in front of them said disculpeme (forgive me) and left. Don't worry this story has a happy ending. Like a week and a half later Hna Da Bomb went with us to teach this wonderful lady Danielle. During the lesson Hna Da Bomb started talking about certain feelings that we have sometimes that are not of God and are of the devil. One of these feelings is dispair. Then she turns to me and says if the Hna Scott starts feelings dispair because she doesn't understand Spanish as well as she'd like this is a feeling of the devil and she shouldn't listen to him. La Hna Scott is learning Spanish at the pace that is just right for her. Oh my heavens. I almost just burst into tears again. Hna Da Bomb is amazing. She's one of my favorite people out here.

 

Anyway, after this lesson we walked outside and it's like 9:15 and it's freezing outside!! All three of us were shivering, but we had to talk real fast about setting up dinner with Michal for the next week. It's freezing cold and then we get in the car and I see that it's 77 degrees!! That's not cold. What in the world was thinking!!  This Arizona weather is already getting to me and I've only been hear a month!!

 

The work continues, so much so that we have to go on splits the next couple of days. The church rocks. Watch conference.

 

Jess

Hey y'all. Just sitting in the library writing an email. Nothing really new. How about you? I heard mom ran in the race in ST. George. How'd you do? Dad said you've been injured. What happened? Did you run the Top of Utah Marathon? My teacher from the MTC did. The next time he came to class he couldn't even move. His time was way good, at least that's what I thought. He wasn't ahppy with it. Did you stop by the St. George temple while you were down there? My goodness, I love that temple. And one day in like two years give or take a couple months I will drive drown there and do a session there. The baptistry was so beautiful. I can only imagine how gorgeous the others areas would be.

 

What'dyou guys think of the announcement in Gerneral Conference? I wasn't even expecting it at all. But in my defense the MTC and beng here we are shielded from any kind of news/rumors about things like that. You going to start your papers then Ryan? I was so excited for you when I heard that. Will you finish the whole year or go after the semester? Work on them with your singles ward bishop in Logan or with Bishop Darger? You'd better write me back. =)

 

Joshua, man. I haven't heard from you in like two weeks! Dude! How've you been man? Arizonais hot. And there are scorpions here. I still haven't seen any. But there was one in the church and one of the members squished it. And then there was one outside our appartment, but they killed it before I could see it. Then another day Hnas W and G said that they saw a one of those big hairy spiders that some people keep as pets and I can't remeber what's it's called right now outside our apartment but he ran away too fast to kill him or get a picture. But don't worry mom they sprayed poison stuff through all the apartments a few days after that so he's probab;y dead now.

 

Well, I figured I should fill you all in on a few things. We have so much work to do here in the Encanto ward. For the passed couple transfers the Encanto area and the Cielito area for the sisters have been combined. But with this last transfer and 24 new missionaries in the mission they were able to divide up the areas again. So basically the work is booming. We're just about always booked with appointments. We've only had time to go finding a couple of times and those times were very profitable. There's one lady, for the sake of  the story we will call her Olivia. Anyway we were knocking doors on her street doing Windows of Heaven ( where you pray about a street to go to the night before and then knock all the doors) Hna P kept telling me I had to take the lead but I always got so nervous that I never did. Until we got to her door. When she opened it I managed to blaber out, "Somos representates de Jesucristo. Tenemos pasar?" Whish means we are representatives of Jesus Christ. Have we come in? I told botched it. What I said didn't make sense. At all. But Olivia still let us in. We sat down with her and talk about faith and Jesus Christ asked if we could come back and she said yes. YES! We've taught her threeish time now. Including a church tour and giving her son, Eric a blessing because he was sick. She came to church all three hours the first sunday we asked her to AND she came to a session of general conference. Eric, her son, was super bored during it so we told him to tak notes and write down any questions he had and he did it, lik seven little post it notes full. By the way, Eric is 11! =) So that Olivia and Eric. They're both bosses. We still haven't been able to invite them to be baptized because one of the apointments fell through but we've repented and will invite them both the next time we see them.

 

Oh one other day when one of our appointments fell through we went and knocked on this door that was a referal but all the other times no one had been home. A woman around 28 answered. Her name is Cynthia. She is probably somewhere between 25-28 years of age and has 5 kids oldest is 10 youngest a couple of months. Oh my heavens they were so excited her oldest daughter just drunk everything in that we said as did Cynthia. She said previously she and her husband had been going to the LDS church in MEsa and the missionaries had been coming but then they moved. And we had founf them again! Yayhoo.! We challenged them to be baptized that first night and they said yes. We set another appointment and left. The appointment time came and no one was there. So this last week we managed to sstop by again. They moved. This wonderful little family so prepared had moved! I was devistated. As I walked back to the car, I thought to myself, "they're lost again. We lost them." And immidiately I voice in my head whispered, "They are not lost to me. I know exactly where they are." He knows where they are and someone will find them. He will direct a member or some missioonaries to knock omn their door again.

 

One more story, just last night actually. We walked by these group of men on their porch drinking PEPSI =) and they asked us what we were doning and hna P explained (in Spanish) They told her her Spanish is very good and one of them pointed at me saying "hablas espanol tembien?" And guess what!! I understood!! I don't know what the deal is but when people talk directly to me I can never untderstand. Even when it's something as simple as De donde es? whish means where are you from. But I understood!! Right away and I didn't even have to think about it!! WABAM!! And then...yes it gets better...Without even thinking I say. Un poco estoy aprendiendo. Which means a little. I'm learning. Without thinking!! WABAAAAAM!! It was so exciting. =) I didn't realize it right after it had happened, but last night while I was praying it was pointed out to me. Anyway, that is all. 

 

I love you all very much. 

Hna Scott 

Have I told you lately...

Okay, this letter is going to take the "Have I told you lately..." letter form. I got it from KT. (love ya) And just to shake things up I'm going to do it with you all =)

Have I told you lately...

1. That I love you.
And yes, please start humming the song. =)
Being here, in a place where a lot of people don't have a lot, where dads don't always love the moms and the moms don't always love the dads, where most people didn't graduate from high school, where most women became mothers between the ages of 15-18, it's made me realize a lot of things that I was blessed with that I never really thought about before.

2. Papa Scott, have I told you lately that I am so thankful that you love mom? There's an awesome mormon message about how to raise your daughters. You should look it up and it's all about loving their mother. It's great. A lot of the mothers here are single. Left to raise their kids alone. And it makes me feel so thankful that I have a mom and a dad and that you love each other.

3. Mom, Have I told you lately that I'm thankful for all the values you taught me growing up? I'm so thankful I was taught about God and about values at a young age that the things we should and shouldn't do in this life aren't hard for me because I started learning them at a young age. Thank you.

4. Have I told you Josh, man buddy I miss you!! I would love a big huge hug from my brother Joshua right now. There are a lot of ten year old boys around here. There's one that acts a lot like you. His name is Benji. He's awesome. His whole family except him and his mom are baptized. We're going to start working with him this next week. I taught our hand shake to some kids we are teaching. I hope you don't mind. Now I will think of you every time I do it. Love ya dude!

5. Have I told you that being in Arizona is just about the best thing ever. Yeah, it's like a 14 hour drive from our house, yeah it's hot, yeah there's lots of red dirt everywhere, yeah it's not somewhere across the world somewhere exotic, but it's where I'm supposed to be. It's exactly where I'm supposed to be. Right here in Phoenix, working with these wonderful people. Working with this amazing culture and language.

6. Have I told you that all the women here kiss you on the cheek when they see you? It was a little odd at first, but now I love it. So when I come homw and just go arond kissing everybody on the cheek don't think I'm too odd okay? =)

7. Have I told you lately that I love these people. I'm so glad I get to serve them. There are times, when we're going a little slower, when we're eating dinner with a member, when a little girl a member of a recent convert famly comes up to me and whispers in my ear that I'm pretty, when we're dring home from a cita (appointment) and the people have just shared their doubts their life story (you ask these people how they are and they WILL tell you. Don't ask if you really don't want to know. =) ) and I'm just overcome with love for them. The desire to make everything all better for them. My heart aches to hear of their trials past and present. I really wish I could make everything all better. But I can't. Sometimes it's overwhelming...okay, a lot of times it's overwhelming. I come home from citas and just throw myself on my bed, having to recover from what just happened. I am a missionary a representative of Christ and I am here to help them find Him. And that's the best kind of help they can get at the moment.

8. I know Pres Taylor told you that Hna P is awesome. But I want to tell you that she really is. She accepts me for who I am. After nine weeks of not being able to be myself, of feeling friendless and alone, of feeling more judged than I ever have in my whole life, I am finally able to be who I am again. It is the most bestest feeling in the world. She says I need to grow some balls (yes she actually said that, but in Spanish =)) and learn to be myself no matter what, that I shouldn't change or apologize for who I am no matter what. And she's right completely right. It's something I really do need to work on. She is dedicated to this work. So much so that's it's literally hurting her. She gets sick at night and just throws up for hours. Please pray for her. And really, she hasn't heard from her family the whole time she's been out here. (8 months) Her mom is blind and both her parents are inactive. So if you have a moment, when you write me a letter send a little something to her.

9. False alarm. I have to tell you now. False alarm. You really can send stuff to the apartment. They have these cool secret storage areas for packages that they put a key in your mail box so you can get your package. Which leads me too....

10. Eric and LeRoy, have I told you that you're the bestest aunt and uncle ever? =) On the Hill side at least. =) no, but really, thank you. You both are awesome and I really appriciate the cookies. Hna P says that you're both bosses. =)

11. Grandpa, have I told you lately... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! feliz cumplianos (I think that's how it is in Spanish. That's not exactly something they cover in the MTC =) I hope it's simply splendid!!

12. Have I told you lately that (somebody get this message to Adam and
Mitchell) congrats you two!! This really will be that best thing ever in your lives. I'm a newbie here, but I have already seen myself grow in so many ways!! Somebody fill me in on when they're leaving and how Paoola and Wendy are feeling about this news. =)

13. Have I told you that I'm not counting down the days until I leave, but I am super excited to see all of you again. I'm super sentimental. I try to pretend I'm not, but it's the truth. So being away from everybody that I know like this is harder than I thought it would be. You've all been great influences on my life. I love you all. Remember the church is true. Go to General Conference with a question and it will be answered. (Steph. you should go to. Or watch it online. Love ya girl. Have you still not gotten my letter?)

Much love, Hermana Jessica Scott

Well, if I get fat here at least it will be from food I actually enjoy eating. =)

Hey y'all hey!
This letter is being written from a little library about a ten minture drvie from our apartment. It's really big and echo-y. But esta bien.

=) At least we have a place to write from.

 Um, we live in an apartment with two other sisters. Hermana G one of my roomies from the MTC and Hermana W. I really like Hermana G. She's pretty cool and Hermana W is pretty cool too. The apartment is nice. We have a washer and a dryer in it so we don't have to worry about going to a laundrymat. We have dish washer but we don't use it. We wash everything by hand. But we don't have that many dishes so it's pretty easy. The apartment isn't actually in our area but is very close. The ward I serve in has something like 426 members but only 100 of them usually show up for sacrament meeting. There are six missionaries that work in the ward. Elder M, from my district at the MTC is in my district here. He serves in the same ward and lives in the same apartment complex.

Hermana P is pretty epic. I really mean it when I say I'm one lucky Hermana. =) She insists that she's not training me. She's just helping me. She had an awful experience with her trianer and she almost told Pres Taylor right before the "get your new companion meeting that she couldn't train me. She's pretty darn legit at Spanish and she knows every single member by name their conversion story and all their kids where they work etc. It's amazing. Granted she has been in this area for her whole mission so far (8 months) But oh my heavens she has so much love for those she teaches. It's amazing. Her family never writes her so really, Josh if you want to write her a whole letter that'd be way cool. Oh and you can send me real letters. I would like that a lot. And packages, if you send any should probably be sent to the mission home. Letters can be sent here, but I'm not sure if I would ever see the package if it was sent to the apartement.

The food. Ok well I've only eaten with one member so far, and it was a huge party thing so it was just sub sandwiches but they had this delicious drink called jamica. It's made some how from this flower and suger and my goodness it's wonderful. So imagine this: we're at a party with the ward celebrating a little boy's birthday. Its about 8:30 (we're there because the relief society pres asked us to be. They want the missionaries to know the ward better) The sun is setting and the sky here is beautiful. It's hot, but not too hot. Your clothes are only sort of sticking to your body. you're surrounded by all these wonderful people drinking jamica eating a sandwhich everyone's talking in Spanish and there's a blow up slide thing off to the side for the kids. Basically, it was a hispanic type party and it was wonderful. Never in a million years did I guess I would be doing something like this. Ah man. I can't even exploain it properly and for that I apologize.

The ward here is really great. They all make fun of me a little bit for my lack of Spanish skills, but esta bien. They won't in a few months when I've conqured (I really can spell) the language. Hermana P says that's when people will respect me. Because I'm white they don't pay attention to me that much but once I can speak the language really well I will have earned their respect. So pray for me. =) I sure need it. A lot of people speak at least a little English espeially the kids. The members are always so willing to go out and teach with us which is really good. A lot of our investigators have been investigating for months now. They've been taught all the lessons and now we're just waiting on them to act. They have baptisimal dates. We have a lot of investigators at the moment so most of our time is speant teaching them. We have done a little bit of contacting where we found two people who wanted us to come back. We do what's called a door approach. Since a lot of people here are Catholic we offer to bless their home them ask them if we can come back another time. It's legit.

We have one investigator Vero and her son who have recieved all the lessons. She's been extended a date but she has onlly come to church once so she can't be baptized. We ate at her house the other day and had these delicous hot dog thing wrapped in bacon. I forget what they're called but they're delicious. =) I also tried my first Jalepeno that night. Oh my heavens. it was just a slice and I even took out all the seeds and I still almost died. =) But it was good and went well with the hot dog thing. We also had this drink called Mazanita it's a kind of soda and is also very yummy. So like I said, if I get fat here at least it will be from food I like. =)

I did not get the bike yet. I forgot about it on transfer day because there was so much going on and no one told me I was supposed to get it then. I called Elder Rogers, the elder you spoke to and he said he'd get back to me about where it is and how to get it. So it's a good thing we have a car. =) Yep, we have a car and it's very nice. AND are you ready for this? I'm the designated driver. yep, I drive us around Phoenix not knowing where anything is. Though now I have finally figured out which way is north and sout etc. And I know the way to the chapel from our apartment. I'm learning.

I had a very interesting experience while finding the other day, but I'm not sure if I'm ready to tell it. No worries, nothing bad, just interesting. God works in mysterious ways is all. =) Anyway I think it's time to get off now. Sorry there's not anything super spiritual or uplifting this time around. I'm still getting into the hang of things around here. Oh and they don't teach you nothin' in the MTC. It's ain't anything like what it's like to be here.

Get me Ryan's email por favor

much love
Jess

Halo from Arizonia

 Letter written on Sept. 20th

Pues, it's kinda warm here. =) but it's all good. Everything is a little overwhelming pero I will learn. my companion Hma P is pretty darn awesome. I am one lucky hermana to get her as my trainer. Last night I taught my first lesson in which I bore testimony commited and told a personal experience. Latter that night I made my first contact with a referal we were given. We blessed her home and then set up an appointment for tomorrow. The mission pres and his wife are really great and so are the office staff.

Anyway, more will come on my actual P day. Oh and we get to go to the temple once every quarter. =) Yayhoo.

Address is 475 N 43rd Ave. # 104 Phoeniz AZ 85009
Love you all lots!!

Jess