So, transfers happened and as expected H. Byron and I will be staying together in New City. She has already been here for 4 transfers, but seeing as she is one of only two missionaries in the mission who can speak Creole, we weren't expecting her to leave. Most lessons we teach are in English or Creole (which I am getting better at understanding, particularly if they are talking about the gospel. I still can't speak more than a few phrases though). We do have one really solid Spanish investigator though and this week she came to church with her son and nephew who have also recently been investigating. We had a lesson with her earlier this morning and we finally got to meet her husband. They say they are going to try and bring the whole family to church next week! *fingers crossed*
I am currently emailing you from the church. We do have wifi in casa but it is really spotty, so we tend to come to the church to do our emailing. We actually spend quiet a bit of time with the Elders assigned to this area because there is no boundary dividing our area from theirs, we share everything. The members will invite both of us over for dinner, we do service together, use the computers at the church at the same time, etc.
I took more pictures for you this week, but not many of the ones from Ellis Island turned out super nice. I will take some more when we go again this Saturday.
Picture explanations:
- Ellis Island pictures. Walking through the tunnels to get to our car after the meeting.
- The cleaning pictures are from TAC, the huge apartment deep clean we do once a transfer.
- I am in the back of the Salvation Army truck putting together the plates of food we hand out to the homeless.
- Table stands with the Elders (the snowy one is actually from my first day in New City, but it never sent it).
- At night, chilling in our PJ's (H. Byron didn't want to take pictures but I told her we had to for you).
We did service at the convent this week again. H. Byron and I had a lovely and informative conversation with some of the nuns, asking them all sorts of questions. One of the women we were talking to had become a nun at age 18, right after graduating from high school. We asked if that was common, to which she replied "Oh yes, back then it was. After high school, all the young women would either get married or become a sister! Of course times have changed quite a bit now." This made me laugh, because it sounded exactly like my experience! Times haven't changed that much, at least not in Utah. ;)
Love you!!!
Hermana Croft
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