The craziest week of my life

Hermana Pons y yo.

Well. Life happened in so many ways this week. Here's the super-brief run down:

Monday: Hermana Ayala left me and I became a trio with Hermanas Brighton and Bailey.

Tuesday: We worked in the other sister's area, had a snowball fight with the elders for exercise, and had an awesome district council.

Wednesday: Did some service, did some work in our area. Let me just say that being in a tri-pan is the best thing ever. You can go ANYWHERE. You can do ANYTHING. It's pretty great. And then, we found out Hermana Pulido was going home early for health reasons too. Her companion, Hermana Pons, needed a place to stay, so I got her as a companion. At around 10 o'clock. PM. Not a big deal.

Thursday: Count them. 4 companions. 4 days. Craziest. Thing. Ever. Also, Thanksgiving. We, begin Spanish speaking missionaries eat with people who speak Spanish. Do you know what that means? Thanksgiving isn't a thing. TURKEY is not a thing. Yes, I had Hispanic food for Thanksgiving dinner. And it was delicious. We also were able to see practically every less active in our area. It was pretty cool.

Friday: Weekly planning. By myself. And then, we saw Gray again. She thought we had forgotten about her. :( Pobrecita. But, she still loves us.

Saturday: President Lewis scared us by calling us at 8:15 in the morning to tell Hermana Pons that she's going to finish her last 6 weeks of the 12 week missionary training program with someone who came out with her. COOL! And then, I was called to be a Sister Training Leader. (Kind of like a zone leader, but for sisters.) And then I found out I was going to be transferred to Wenatchee. 3 hours away from Yakima. That's cool. After that, we went to work! Did some area exploring. Got lost a few times, but ended up being able to see a sweet part member less active family. It was the coolest. Had an awesome lesson later on that night with a member and one of our investigators. Best lesson ever.

Sunday: Church. Heartstrings ripped out. The members were so sad that I was leaving. The member that came out with us Saturday night actually started crying in Sacrament Meeting (she was sitting with us) and it made me cry. I'm going to miss Yakima and the branch here so much! I really liked the talk that was given in sacrament meeting. He said that if we want to see miracles, we have to serve others, have faith, study the scriptures, repent so that we can be worthy, and receive revelation. Definitely needed that. After church, we went to the Elder's baptism because they serve in the same branch as us. 4 of their investigators got baptized, and it was so spiritual! It was awesome. Afterwards, Alex Boye was in town and had a fireside, so we went to that. GUESS WHAT. Alex Boye loves sister missionaries. He made all of us sister missionaries feel super special. It was cool. Something I learned from him was that the Book of Mormon is the only book you can be a fanatic about and it will be perfectly ok. I really liked that. Why can't we be as excited about the Book of Mormon as we are about Star Wars, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, or Twilight?! IT'S SUCH AN AWESOME BOOK! When we get excited about the Book of Mormon, then we know that we are using it correctly.

And now I'm here. And since today is the last day of November, I'm going to share one last thing that I'm grateful for. I'm grateful for answers to prayers. I have received so many this past week, and it has made this crazy week be a week of peace. I know that if we pray sincerely, God will answer our prayers. We may not receive the answers we want, but we will receive the answers we need, and that is all we have to be thankful for. #gratitude

AND, since tomorrow is December, I get to start using #christmas. Let me tell you about this lovely website. It's christmas.mormon.org. Go to it. Watch all the videos. Share it with everyone you know, even people you meet on the street or at Wal-Mart. The #christmas can be shared when you share something that Christmas means to you. For me, Christmas means feeling the love of family. I'll be sad to be away from home again this Christmas, but I know I am in their hearts, and they're definitely in mine. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have that these 2 Christmases away from home is nothing compared to the eternity I will spend with my family. #Christmas #share1invite1 #sharegoodness #wewriteofChrist

Remember, CHRIST is the reason. God DOES answer prayers. I LOVE YOU! Have a miraculous week!

Con mucho amor,

Hermana Kennedy

Hermanas Bailey, Brighton, y yo con Batman. 

District Sistas!

And then there were the elders....

Year mark, Interviews, and Craziness

The sistrict. (Our district has 3 sets of sisters and 2 sets of elders.)

Well. This week has probably been the most eventful week ever. Here's your brief rundown:

Monday: We had a great P-day that we spent cleaning. And the mold in our bathroom still isn't gone. But that's ok. Hermana Ayala only had enough strength to go to one lesson that night. So, we went to an investigator, July. We met her husband, Tony, instead. He's pretty cool. We had a lesson with both of them and it lasted about 2 and a half hours... Awkward since we got home at 9:30, and we had exchanges... But they're super awesome and invited us over to lunch on Saturday. SPIRIT FACT! So, Tony offered us water/ juice, and Hermana Ayala and I normally don't accept. But, we felt prompted to accept. Hermana Ayala accepted the water, and I got the juice. At the end of our lesson, Tony was like "I accept all your teachings and believe them. Why? Because you accepted my offer of water and juice. I firmly believe that if you want me to accept your message, then you should accept my water. And you two did. And I'm making you lunch on Saturday. Come over around 11." OK. We're accepting the water from now on.

Tuesday: Well, we did end up going on exchanges. Since we live with the STLs, we finally came to the conclusion around 10:15 that we were going on exchanges. I was with Sister Bailey (again) in our area (again). That's 3 times in a row! Sister Bailey and I are practically companions! We had an awesome district council, ate lunch, and went to work. I GOT TO WORK FOR A FULL DAY FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A MONTH!!! I was so excited! We got a new investigator, talked to everyone (which was about 3 people because it was raining), had some other lessons, walked our branch president's kids home from school and took refuge from the rain there. The president's wife was kind enough to let us make some calls and do her dishes while she dried our sweaters. (We both didn't have our coats. Sorry mom.) Presidente's wife just had a baby, so she was very grateful for our help. We went home, had dinner, and went to Tieton to see the Garcias and contact a referral. We did both. The Garcias were worried that it was the last time they'd see us, so they made us tamales and atole (a thick apple cidery kind of drink).  It was delicious. Except I just ate dinner... Oh well. But Sister Bailey was super excited because she finally got to meet the Garcias!

Wednesday: Well. Today was very unproductive. We sat at the church from about 2 to 6 waiting for our interviews with President Lewis. It gave me some great time to practice the piano for our Christmas gatherings and to make phone calls. By the time our interviews finished (we were last), it was 6:10, so President and Sister Lewis took us to dinner. Mexican food. It was delicious. And then they came out with us to see some of our investigators. (Two brothers, R and L. In other words, we needed another woman) Even though it was in Spanish, President understood pretty much everything, so it was a super cool lesson. They're super cool and had a ton of questions and at the end committed themselves to read the Book of Mormon and pray about it! Miracles!

Thursday: Well. Thursday yo cumpli un ano en mi mision. I can't English anymore. That sentence only makes sense in Spanish. Hermana Ayala saw a counselor at the mission office, so I dusted for my best friends, the office workers. It was pretty great. We made some more phone calls, had dinner, went to President Lewis's to talk about our very unique situation. Got a ride home from president. Then, a member took us out to see our two cute girl investigators, B and E. They're super cool and committed to be baptized on December 19th! How cool is that? Also, their mom started investigating!

Friday: Well, I weekly planned. And found out that Hermana Ayala is being medically released. She's going home this week, so I'll be an awkward floating missionary. We went to our branch's Thanksgiving dinner for about an hour. Hermana Brighton and I did a surprise musical number, and July and Tony came! Then we went home and Hermana Ayala died of a headache. Pobrecita.

Saturday: We went to lunch with July and Tony and had an awesome 3 hour lesson! He loves the organization of the church and the Christlike love we show. :) Then we walked, saw members and some other people, had dinner with a member, went to stake conference, and got home about 9:45. It was all President Lewis's fault...

Sunday: Stake conference. Goodbye to members. Dinner. And then the STLs broke down into laughing fits with us while we took pictures. And then Hermana Ayala and I stayed home and cleaned.

Now, I am so grateful for the guidance of the Spirit. #gratitude. I honestly don't know what I would do without the gift of the Holy Ghost. He's the one that keeps this whole show running. I'm grateful for what I learn from him and all the peace and joy I'm able to feel when he's with me. I hope that all of you will be able to feel that Spirit this week, especially the Spirit of Thanksgiving.

Amulek issues a tender Thanksgiving message when he encourages us to "receive [the Holy Ghost], and take upon you the name of Christ; that ye humble yourselves even to the dust, and worship God, in whatsoever place ye may be in, in spirit and in truth; and that ye live in thanksgiving daily, for the many mercies and blessings which he doth bestow upon you." (Alma 34:38)

May we all "live in thanksgiving daily" as we humble ourselves and count the matchless blessings we receive from a loving Heavenly Father. YOU are among my most cherished blessings.

Have a miraculous Thanksgiving week!

Con mucho amor,

Hermana Kennedy

Our district leader. He's like Snoopy in "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!"

The elders.

The sisters.

Sisters do it better.

I Can't Do This Time Thing...

The Garcia's!!!!!!!!!!!!

The four generations of missionaries (from right to left, Hermana Cannon, Hermana Cain, Hermana Kennedy, Hermana Ayala)
This week's subject line is attributed to: HERMANA BRIGHTON. Why? Because this week was the longest and yet the shortest week ever. Here's your brief run down:

Monday: We had a great P-Day followed by a super cold lesson with two super awesome investigators that happen to be nice young men that are very offended that we can't enter their house without another woman. BUT, they read the Book of Mormon. Well, part of it. BUT, they're still investigating. And then we saw a less active who's boss is making it very difficult for them to get work off on Sundays. BUT, they're still doing super awesome and are trying to come back to church!

Tuesday: We had an interesting personal study. Hermanas Brighton and Bailey were on exchanges, so our apartment was filled with my companions, namely, Hermanas Brighton, Taua, and Ayala. And then, one of our investigators texted us wanting to talk to Hermana Ayala. It turned into a 9 page text confessing his deep abiding love for her that he felt since the moment he first laid eyes on her. Needless to say, we passed him off to the Elders because he's still interested in the church, we just don't want him to be interested in the sister missionaries... (And, ouch. I've been teaching him for a transfer. I guess I'm just not Hispanic enough.) Anyway, we had an awesome district council. We talked a lot about being led by the Spirit to know the Lord's will for you and where you are, and also teaching super simply as if we're teaching children. We're super excited to work with that this week. After that, we walked. And walked. And walked. And saw a family that's super awesome and gave us relief from the cold. Briefly. And then we walked. And walked. And talked. And bought some hot chocolate. And made phone calls. And ate dinner. (Pozole). And walked. And went home early because Hermana Ayala has been struck with every sickness known to man this week. Seriously. In the past four weeks she has had: a cold, the flu, a sinus infection, homesickness, a cough, anemia, and who knows what else. Pobrecita.

Wednesday: We stayed home during the day today to let Hermana Ayala rest, but we still went out for a little bit because a member was coming out with us. We picked up the member, went to our appointment, and got two new investigators! And then we went home so that Hermana Ayala could sleep.

Thursday: We did some service at the Salvation Army, and they let us take so much food home. It was delightful. There was ice cream. We had dinner with a member and drove to Tieton to see the Garcia's. They're officially moving to Vancouver BUT the church is right across from their home, so they're going to go! They also want the missionaries to continue teaching them! AND, THEIR SON (that they got involved in the lessons for) READ THE BOOK OF MORMON! HE DECIDED TO FIND A JOB AND GO BACK TO SCHOOL! THE GOSPEL CHANGES PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I died when I found that out. They're so awesome.

We were waiting in front of the mission office in the cold. Why not?

Friday: We did some awesome weekly planning, had dinner, met with our branch president about the branch mission plan. HE IS SO AMAZING. Presidente is my favorite. He was like, "Sisters, I think of you like my daughters. I want to know how you're doing. Just shoot me a text whenever you want, and if you need some soup, I'll bring you some soup. We're always here for you." It melted our hearts, and we all just cried our eyes out. I would be perfectly happy if I ended my mission here in Yakima serving in this branch. Plus, they'd get a branch organist for the next 6 months. Who would complain? Anyway, after that, we went and worked. Until one guy started Bible bashing us. It's a very good thing I can't talk very fast in Spanish, because if I could, I would have gone all Ricky Ricardo on him. But, I didn't. So, we moved on and ranted to each other about our conversions and how much people annoyed us because they just denied Heavenly Father. La lucha es real.

Saturday: We did some awesome service raking leaves, and we got to jump in leaf piles! It was Hermana Ayala's first time, so of course it was awesome. After that, we went home, finished our weekly planning, practiced our musical number for a baptism that night, and went to the baptism. It was for a little girl who's learning to play the violin. So, I just had to find a violin. Hermanas Brighton, Bailey, y yo performed. I was on the violin, Hermana Bailey on keyboard, and Hermana Brighton on vocals. It turned out super well, until afterward when the parents pulled out the refreshments and we found out the drinks had green tea in them... Awkward... We cleaned up, ate dinner, and we stayed home so that Hermana Ayala could feel better.

Sunday: WE HAD 7 INVESTIGATORS AT CHURCH TODAY! 7!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We've only had 1 investigator at church every week this past transfer, and it's a part-member family that comes every week. So, the fact that new people came to church today is huge! The Garcia family came as well as one of our investigators in Naches and two sisters that are so awesome. After church, a member invited us over for dinner, so we went. 20 miles later... She made us tacos. And they were divine. But I never got my third taco.   It's ok. I'm over it. After that, we went on exchanges with the STLs so that work could actually get done in my area. Hermana Ayala stayed home with Sister Brighton, and I went out to work with Sister Bailey. It was awesome. We had a lesson with the sisters that came to church along with some of the young women. It was such a cool lesson! Then we saw the two young men that we saw on Monday. They've been reading and praying, but they're going to read some more. We set up a return appointment and went home. :)

Some awesome things I've learned this week:
1. The Atonement is real and wouldn't have worked were it not for love.
2. We all have the talent of repentance, but if we don't repent, we bury that talent and will ultimately be punished for it. Repent.
3. True joy can be found when you reach out to others in love and they accept that love in return.

Something I'm grateful for this week:
MUSIC! Can I tell you of my love for music? I held a violin for the first time in over a year this week, and I just got super happy. I played for about an hour. I'm pretty sure Hermanas Brighton, Bailey, and Ayala were super annoyed with me, but I was happy. #gratitude

Well, have a miraculous week y'all! TTFN! Ta ta for now!

Con MUCHO amor,

Hermana Kennedy

A Tale of Two Missionaries

The four generations of missionaries (from right to left, Hermana Cannon, Hermana Cain, Hermana Kennedy, Hermana Ayala)

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. So begins our story of the past week of missionary work in Yakima, Washington, United States of America. Two missionaries, Hermana Kennedy and Hermana Ayala, set out with the intent to preach repentance to all souls, inviting them to come unto Christ. What actually happened was the following:

Tuesday, November 3, 2015: The week began with a wonderful trip to the temple, crossing mission lines into the previously known world of missionary work in the Washington Kennewick mission. After returning from enemy territory, these two young missionaries drove to a members house who kindly drove them to the barren apple packaging town to visit a golden family. Upon arriving, the family Garcia let them in and invited them to sit comfortably. After a spirit-filled lesson, the family broke the bad news that they had to move and would probably move to Vancouver, Washington--into enemy territory. Also, they told the missionaries that  Hermana Garcia probably had breast cancer. The members offered to come the next night to give her a priesthood blessing. The Garcias generously accepted and they parted ways. The missionaries were dropped off at their apartment where they rested from their labors until the next day.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015: The morning began with some studies followed by service boxing up serrano peppers. After the service activity, the young missionaries contacted some referrals and left to accompany the other sisters to a dinner of tostadas and Mexican hot chocolate. After the dinner, a member kindly picked them up and drove them to the Garcia's home. They arrived and socialized while they patiently waited for the priesthood holders to arrive. Three worthy men arrived and with no further delay, the lesson began. The priesthood was explained, testimonies were born, and a blessing was given to Hermana Garcia. The spirit prevailed in the room so strongly that Hermano Garcia asked for a blessing of comfort and counsel. The blessing was given, tears were shed, and the people parted ways. The missionaries returned to their living quarters once again to rest from their labors until the next day.

P's daughters (3 of them)

Thursday, November 5, 2015: The morning began with studies followed by service at the Salvation Army. While there, a couple that had been progressing so well (before mentioned as M and E) texted the sisters to tell them that they did not want to take their lessons anymore. Thoroughly depressed, the sisters went out to work to cheer up their spirits. After some appointments fell through, and no success was to be found, the two sister missionaries went to the mission home to pick up the sister training leaders from the mission leadership council they attened. While there, Hermana Kennedy found Hermana Cain, her mother. Hermana Cannon, her grandmother, was also there. With four generations of missionaries alive and well, Hermana Brighton decided to take a picture. It will be sent later for your enjoyment. The sister missionaries left to eat a dinner of lentil soup and burritos at a part-member family's home. The other sisters left and Hermanas Kennedy and Ayala taught the family about keeping the commandments. The couple will be married soon so that the husband can be baptized. After, the sisters picked up a member and her daughter and took them to see a very promising single father, P. After a lesson about the Atonement, the sisters were invited to a birthday party for the youngest girl on Sunday. The two missionaries accepted because there was to be tres leches. The sisters dropped the members off at their home, recovered the other sisters from their area of labor, and departed home to rest from their labors until the next day.

Friday, November 6, 2015: The morning began with studies, as per usual, and was followed by a lengthy weekly planning session. After a tear-filled companionship inventory, the two missionaries set off to work. They contacted a referral that taught them the message of how the gospel can change lives. During the lesson, however, Hermana Ayala threw up, and the sister missionaries had to retire to their home early in hopes that Hermana Ayala would feel better soon. They cleaned their apartment and updated their area book and then rested from their labors until the next day.

Saturday, November 7, 2015: After an uplifting zone training meeting, the young sister missionaries went out to work. They contacted some more referrals, received some return appointments, and left to eat dinner. After eating a fast dinner, the sisters drove valiantly on the freeway in the rain to attend a branch baptism. The Spirit filled the room as the young boy of 8 was baptized. After a member who was to drive them to the outskirts of their area canceled on them last minute, the despairing sister missionaries spent thirty minutes calling people to drive them. They miraculously found a ride and were able to keep their appointment with some English elders and their investigator, Eli, who wanted to attend the Spanish branch. After a wonderful lesson, everyone parted in peace, and the sister missionaries retired to their apartment to rest from their labors until the next day.

Sunday, November 8, 2015: After some studies cut short by branch council, the sister missionaries enjoyed three hours of edification in their regular Sunday meetings. After church, they were able to eat dinner with P and his family for his daughter's birthday. The main course was scrumptious and the tres leches was divine. They parted with full stomachs and happiness. After, the sisters saw two of their investigators preparing to be baptized with the branch president. Unfortunately, the investigators, B and E, had not kept their committments, but with unwavering faith, the two sisters taught them about Jesus Christ. After the lesson, the sisters left to see a less-active member who was struggling. After talking with him about prayer and scripture study, they parted ways in peace. The sisters ended their night by talking to everyone and receiving return appointments. They then picked up the other sisters and they all retired to their apartment to rest from their labors until the next day.

Fin.

In other news, this months hashtag spotlight is #gratitude. This week, I would like to recognized my gratitude from prayer. I know that Heavenly Father listens to our prayers and is willing and able to help up if we simply lay everything on the table. #gratitude What can you do to make your prayers more meaningful?

Have a miraculous week!

Con mucho amor,

Hermana Kennedy

Halloween and Babies

Hermana Ayala y yo

Escucheis, todos vosotros, extremos de la tierra!

Ok. I just had to start out with scripture. It makes the rest of the email super spiritual. Don't judge me for using the vosotros form either. Think of it as an equivalent of "y'all".

Anyway, this week has been... I don't know the word to describe it. Weird? Long? Sick? Exhausting? Joyful? I don't know. Let's just say that my soul has been out of my body for the past week, so discupleme por mis debilidades. And my random Spanish. I'm getting very good at this whole Spanglish thing. Anyways, I left my planner at home today, so I can't give you an accurate day-by-day breakdown of this week. So you'll have to make do with what I remember:

Monday: P-day. My sister had her baby. And I wasn't there for it. Oh well. You want to know where I was when she was born? In my comfy(ish) bed completely knocked out. BECAUSE we saw M (from M and E) and found out that E had left her. Awkward. We spent a good hour consoling, comforting, mourning, and inwardly rejoicing because the law of chastity wouldn't be a problem anymore. Who knew that keeping baptismal covenants could be so tiring?

Tuesday: We worked. And worked. And worked some more. We walked. And walked. And walked some more. Finally, when we decided to start walking home we started walking. And walking. And we made it halfway home. And then M texted us and asked us if we could come see her. We asked her if we could have a ride. She didn't have her car. E had it instead and was at the store. (Back story, E came back and apologized. Ugh.) So, we decided to race E home. Walking versus driving. After walking the 3 miles back to their apartment in 30 minutes (and having 10 minutes before 9), we knocked on M's door right as E pulled up. 🎶WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIENDS! AND WE'LL KEEP ON FIGHTING TILL THE END!!!🎶

Anyway, we had a quick lesson about the Atonement, M gave us a huge tupperware of spaghetti, and the other sisters picked us up to take us home. Where we ate all the spaghetti. Also, we found out that our branch president's wife had her baby too! He is adorable. :)

Wednesday: Did some service at the food bank. And I'm sure we did something awesome that night. We did see M and E and taught them the plan of salvation. They liked it and determined to get to the celestial kingdom. Not bad as far as commitments go.

Thursday: Worked. Did some service at the Salvation Army. Saw Gray and read her Enos because she was cooking and didn't keep her commitment. And then after dinner, we went to Tieton to see our golden family, the Garcia's. (That's not actually their name, but everyone thinks that's their name.) We went with Sister Call form the mission office, and she had a prompting to bring a HUGE Book of Mormon in Spanish. Turns out that Hermano Garcia can't see very well, so the HUGE Book of Mormon is easier for him to read. Following the Spirit guys. It changes lives. Do it. And then we went home early because my poor Hermanita Ayala was sick. We stopped at Wal-Mart (at Sister Call's insistence) to buy some medicine, and you know who we saw? M and E. The one night we weren't planning on seeing them. Miracles.

Friday: Weekly planning. Which we actually finished. Dinner. And then all our appointments except with M and E fell through. Which was ok because Hermana Ayala started feeling really sick and dizzy, so we went back to the apartment, rested for a little while and went to see M and E around 8:30. With their tupperware. We taught them the gospel, and they committed to follow it. We'll see where that goes.

Saturday: Work. Walk. Work. Walk. Work. We saw M and E, answered all their crazy questions about Mormons (no, the bishop does not get the first night of marriage with members of his congregation--see law of chastity), and painted their faces for Halloween. Had dinner. Retired home early, as per mission rules, and enjoyed a night of trick-or-treaters and Meet the Mormons. Guys. Meet the Mormons is awesome. I wish I could watch it with everyone. Watch it. Like, everyday. And notice the little truths outlined in each section. Jesus Christ, the family, keeping the Sabbath Day holy, service, humanitarian aid, and missionary work. See: Tithing slips.

Sunday: Well, nobody came to church, but it was ok. It was a good time to renew my covenants and commit to be better this week. I was even brave enough to use the foot pedals on the organ, and it turned out pretty well. Still need practice, though. I'm sure the branch is just happy to have someone play music for them. After church, we tried by some potentials, recontacted a former investigator that has the coolest experiences with prayer, ate dinner, and worked some more. We worked until the end of the night and we went home exhausted.

Monday: If you didn't notice, Monday wasn't our P-day. Today was. So, we did a district blitz for a dead-ish area in our district that Hermana Taua and her new companion just got doubled into. (They both have never served there.) So, the district split up the area and we all worked different parts. Hermana Ayala and I got a trailer park. In the middle of nowhere. We were there for 30 minutes. Talked to 3 people. And then a random guy comes up and kicks us out of the trailer park. I have been in trailer parks every day of my mission. And NEVER have I gotten kicked out of one. NEVER. So, we left, as polite representatives of Jesus Christ do, and there was nothing. Not a house in sight. So we called some people, and they dropped us off on another street to work. We worked and everyone was so nice! We got 3 return appointments and had an awesome experience! After that, we had dinner, walked, saw a member whose brother had just died, and walked home. And then we died.

So, that bring me to today. Martes el 3 de noviembre. WE GOT TO GO TO THE TEMPLE! We went to the Columbia River temple in Tri-cities, and it was SO WEIRD being outside our mission boundaries, but being right next to the mission home where I first arrived. So weird. But, the temple was a much needed refuge of peace and joy. I'm so grateful for the ordinances of the temple and the peace I can feel even after I leave. Which brings me to our "we write of Christ" hashtag for the month: #gratitude. What are you grateful for? For me, I'm thankful for a wonderful Heavenly Father and for his holy house. #gratitude.

Pues, pienso que es todo! Que tengan buen dia. Dios bendiga. Cuidense. Ciao.

Con mucho amor,

Hermana Kennedy

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