MEXICO MTC-WEEK TWO

Hello everyone,

Another week has passed! One of the districts of zone 5 left this morning. The zone leaders were in that district. I will miss them, I can´t believe how close we've gotten these past two weeks. We will miss them but a new district is coming tomorrow.

We had the opportunity to go the temple today. It was so amazing! We didn't get to go in because it's closed for another year (remodeling inside), but The temple is so pretty, and I was in the same group as Sister Priestley. It was really fun and I loved hearing the native sisters testimonies as they gave us a tour of the temple grounds. Hopefully I will be able send some pictures. The Moroni on the Mexico temple is one of only five to be holding the golden plates.

I had two main trials this week:

Alligator skin: for some reason my skin got really dry and scaly and the store was closed so I couldn't get lotion. BUT now I have lotion and I am recovering.

The second trial: I spilt food on my gingham tie. It was awful! But I got all the stains out of it thank goodness.

So I'd like to share some really spiritual experiences I've had since I've been here.

First: I was having a really hard day. It was one of my first days and I just wasn't dealing well with anything. I came back to the apartment really depressed and sad and decided to read my setting apart blessing. When it was talking about ministering angels Aubrie had written a note that said: I bet Maacah and Levi Savage will be there with you. (I hope she meant Levi Savage Waldron, no offense Levi Savage). It really helped me a lot and I was able to finish the day.

Second: I was having another hard day really missing my family a lot. For some reason I thought of Maacah and Jack. I thought of how Maacah had every lost experience with Jack made up in heaven. Ever since I've gotten into family history I've wanted to see my ancestors, like physically. I think I misunderstood the meaning of the word see. Sometimes you don't see with your eyes. I really did see Maacah that night.

I told my district about the story of Benjamin Waldron and his leg and they laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole thing. But I realized I am a farm kid. I never really thought that before, but when you have to explain to someone how a person could lose a limb to a farming accident, you are a farm child. I think my mission so far has made me very grateful for Weston, Idaho. It reminds me of a quote from Jacob, Have I Loved in which the narrator is talking about her hometown:

"For most of my life I thought that I did not like Rass Island."

Though I did not not like Weston for most of my life, sometimes I had my doubts. But now... I am so grateful for Weston, Idaho.

So we have a Special Devotional tonight, but they've kept it very secret who is coming so it better be someone neat! I'll let you know.

Oh one last thing. Our first ''investigator'' became one of our teachers. She is really nice. She says we are like her kids (even though she is only 27). But when I left one night she was like goodbye son, to my companion and then goodbye other son, to me. I just thought it was really fun!

I hope you are all doing alright and living well! I love you all so much.

Love,

Elder Connor Waldron