Today we went to church with Mom and Dad. I obviously couldn't understand a single thing that they were saying and teaching. My 2 years of Spanish in High School, 8 years ago, didn't really pay off. But I did realize something. Something that I have always know to be true and right. No matter where you go, the spirit is the same and everything kinda has a routine to it. With Sacrament meeting, Sunday School and Relief Society/Priesthood. I've always known this is true cause when my family goes to California every year we attend Sacrament Meeting on Sunday, and it's the same. But to see it in another country, for me, what an eye opener for sure. Just knowing that it doesn't matter where you are in the world the gospel, the teachings and most important the Spirit are all the same and available.
In front of the church building
That night we had a fireside at Mom and Dad's apartment. 4 Missionary Couples, a missionary couples 4 granddaughters, and other family members were all there. As well as the mission President and the Temple President, President Mask which was speaking to us.
After the fireside we decided to get the hair out of the way. Mom has been looking forward to this day ever since our flight has been booked. It's amazing the little things you give up to become a missionary. :)
Mom getting a real Color and Cut in a year and a half. Lets just say she was a happy mom!!
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