Hey Guys!
So we have this weird thing with P-Days now. Since transfers are on Wednesday, but they changed P-Day to Wednesday, every transfer week P-Day is actually Tuesday. Which is why I didn't get an email from my mom today--I didn't tell you last week that it's different this week. It's kind of confusing but, well, it's all good. Hopefully you'll be sending me a letter this week anyway--but don't send it to Tolleson address. Yep, I have finally been transferred.
I am going to miss Estrella so much. Well, considering I have been in this ward since I got to Phoenix, I guess it makes sense. But I know for a fact that the Lord works out all of these transfers, so I'm not too worried. (Plus, I already know where I'm going. There are only 6 Spanish sisters. It makes it really easy to figure out.)
So that's what's going on with me. Oh yeah, and Maria's getting baptized, along with all of her children. The conversation today went basically as her asking us how much longer it has to take before she can be baptized. I told her she could be baptized this Sunday if she wants. So, yeah, I'm leaving just as everything gets rolling. But you know something cool? I'm sad I won't get to see it, but really I am just incredibly excited for them. You should have seen these kids on Sunday--all the boys were wearing dress shirts and ties, and they all looked SO HANDSOME!!! This family is amazing. I don't know what I did to deserve working with them, but I am grateful every day for having the chance to get to know them. And she's excited to know that I'll be really close. (She thought that "transferred" meant to got to some other state somewhere. She was really excited when I told her I'll probably just be over in Goodyear, about 15 minutes away.)
Anyway, I just need to tell you all that God really is a God of miracles. And don't send me letters in Tolleson, because then I'll have to wait to get them. Just send them to the mission office and they'll forward them to me. Michelle, I'll update you on the new address as soon as I know what it is. . . Lol.
I love you. If you're mad at me for not writing you letters, I apologize. I probably deserve it. Maybe the next area I'm in, we'll have more time for letters. I don't know why, but I'll be better at looking for time. But, well, if you think about it this way--you guys all get an update from me once a week. . .
Thank you, once again for tuning in. This is our last broadcast from Tolleson, AZ. We'd like to thank all of our faithful listeners, and we'll leave you with this thought--
"Birthdays are like Arizona summers. The more you live through, the more you want to die."
--Hna. Matthews
Thank you and goodnight.
Love,
Hna. Crowley
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Wed, 13 May 2009
Dear Everybody,
My mom rocks. That's all.
I'm going to use my email to the mission pres to fill out this one--it's just easier, and we've got a lot of waterballoons to deal with today, so I've got to get going soon.> > Oh, and for those of you who are wondering why this email is so late--they cahnged our P-Day to Wednesday. I kind of love it. At first I thought it would be hard, but I really think it's better this way. Somehow makes the week feel shorter. . . Then again, it makes getting our tracting goal harder. . .
So here's the update for the week. . .
"Dear President Beck,
I just wanted to tell you, President, that I am grateful for the opportunity I have to serve with Hna. Sepulveda. She is a great companion. If we don't always get along, we are able to work out our differences. [Which, having me as a companion, means she's pretty much a saint. Or just really laid back. . .] I can honestly tell you that we have seen miracles in our companionship in this area. And, as we iron out our exact obedience and really start applying ourselves and putting goals into play, I know we are beginning to see so much success. This has been an awesome couple of transfers, learning a LOT through trial and (definitely) error, [That means I screw up a lot over here.] and seeing changes for the better in myself and in her. I have learned a lot about leadership and also, I have found a true friend. [Michelle, she reminds me a little bit of you.] I hope she feels the same way.
Mother's Day phone call was good--everyone at home seems just the same [which means you're awesomely cool], and my dad is over in Iraq, but he is still safe. [which means you're awesome, but probably not very cool right now. . .]
Maria and her 6 kids all came to church on Sunday. [HOORAY!!!!!] All the children talk about how they will be baptized, [Not kidding--Oscar (12) asked me at our first FHE with them "Are you Catholic?" "No, I'm Mormon." "Oh, cool. I'm going to be Mormon." These guys rock.] and even the oldest--13 and kind of rebellious [not really though. One of the most obedient 13-yr-olds I know]--is very excited to do service with the Young Women and go to Girl's Camp. The boys even want suits now for Sunday! [Oscar told me he asked his mom to buy him a tux for church like his uncle's. (His unlce's a member.)] This family is an amazing miracle. I know the Lord directs this work and, when His children are prepared, He sets things in motion that lead to their eternal progression. He is the Master at this Giant Puzzle we call existence. It is pretty awesome seeing where I fit in.
Thank you so much, President, for always watching out for us and making sure we are safe. I definitely know the things you ask me to do are what I need to in order to be the best missionary. [Can you tell we had interviews last week?] I am SO FAR from perfect, and I have a long way to go, but I think I'm moving forward. I hope you and Sister Beck are having an awesome week. Talk to you again soon!
Sincerely,
Hna. Crowley"
Was that a pretty good update? Oh yeah--and then it was Mother's Day--Estrella had a ward activity Saturday, and Maria and her family all went--including her husband! And Maria even helped with the decorations (she has a business license for selling stuff like flowers and balloons for holidays, and she had a lot of extras from last Mother's Day, so she asked if she could help out. She's amazing!) Anyway, with this family, basically my life as a missionary rocks right now. But now we're looking for investigators for the English ward so we can help them find success and catch the missionary spirit. We're working that one out with the Lord.
All right, I'm outie--like a belly-buttom on a pregnant woman.
Peace.
Love,
Hna Crowley
My mom rocks. That's all.
I'm going to use my email to the mission pres to fill out this one--it's just easier, and we've got a lot of waterballoons to deal with today, so I've got to get going soon.> > Oh, and for those of you who are wondering why this email is so late--they cahnged our P-Day to Wednesday. I kind of love it. At first I thought it would be hard, but I really think it's better this way. Somehow makes the week feel shorter. . . Then again, it makes getting our tracting goal harder. . .
So here's the update for the week. . .
"Dear President Beck,
I just wanted to tell you, President, that I am grateful for the opportunity I have to serve with Hna. Sepulveda. She is a great companion. If we don't always get along, we are able to work out our differences. [Which, having me as a companion, means she's pretty much a saint. Or just really laid back. . .] I can honestly tell you that we have seen miracles in our companionship in this area. And, as we iron out our exact obedience and really start applying ourselves and putting goals into play, I know we are beginning to see so much success. This has been an awesome couple of transfers, learning a LOT through trial and (definitely) error, [That means I screw up a lot over here.] and seeing changes for the better in myself and in her. I have learned a lot about leadership and also, I have found a true friend. [Michelle, she reminds me a little bit of you.] I hope she feels the same way.
Mother's Day phone call was good--everyone at home seems just the same [which means you're awesomely cool], and my dad is over in Iraq, but he is still safe. [which means you're awesome, but probably not very cool right now. . .]
Maria and her 6 kids all came to church on Sunday. [HOORAY!!!!!] All the children talk about how they will be baptized, [Not kidding--Oscar (12) asked me at our first FHE with them "Are you Catholic?" "No, I'm Mormon." "Oh, cool. I'm going to be Mormon." These guys rock.] and even the oldest--13 and kind of rebellious [not really though. One of the most obedient 13-yr-olds I know]--is very excited to do service with the Young Women and go to Girl's Camp. The boys even want suits now for Sunday! [Oscar told me he asked his mom to buy him a tux for church like his uncle's. (His unlce's a member.)] This family is an amazing miracle. I know the Lord directs this work and, when His children are prepared, He sets things in motion that lead to their eternal progression. He is the Master at this Giant Puzzle we call existence. It is pretty awesome seeing where I fit in.
Thank you so much, President, for always watching out for us and making sure we are safe. I definitely know the things you ask me to do are what I need to in order to be the best missionary. [Can you tell we had interviews last week?] I am SO FAR from perfect, and I have a long way to go, but I think I'm moving forward. I hope you and Sister Beck are having an awesome week. Talk to you again soon!
Sincerely,
Hna. Crowley"
Was that a pretty good update? Oh yeah--and then it was Mother's Day--Estrella had a ward activity Saturday, and Maria and her family all went--including her husband! And Maria even helped with the decorations (she has a business license for selling stuff like flowers and balloons for holidays, and she had a lot of extras from last Mother's Day, so she asked if she could help out. She's amazing!) Anyway, with this family, basically my life as a missionary rocks right now. But now we're looking for investigators for the English ward so we can help them find success and catch the missionary spirit. We're working that one out with the Lord.
All right, I'm outie--like a belly-buttom on a pregnant woman.
Peace.
Love,
Hna Crowley
Monday, May 4, 2009
Mon, 4 May 2009
Dear Everybody,
Hi! We went hiking today, and it was fun. I didn't want to go, but everybody else did and I can't exactly stay home alone, so I went, and I'm glad I did. Good exercise and fun photos.
Let's see, updates? Meh. Nothing too exciting. We went to a fiesta the other Spanish ward held as a fundraiser, and our investigator Maria and all her kids came, along with her member sister and her kids. It was hectic, but fun. Maria is like our light in darkness--everybody else pretty much is dropped, except David Johnson, but we pretty much just started back at square one with him. It's a more solid square than the first one, though. He's going to take a while, but I think we'll at least leave him with a good foundation. The Johnson's are doing really well, after the tragedy that they had. Pretty much just moving on, because you have to. Life goes on. And I'm pretty sure this was what he needed to tip him back over onto the Gospel's side. He was wavering and falling away before. Anyway, we really broke down the whole Prophets have the Priesthood, the organization of the Church when Christ was on the earth, baptism. . .really, we just power-housed him with scriptures and testimony, and I think he's starting to really get it. Only problem now is that he's going back to work and has a crazy schedule, so we'll only be able to teach him about once a week. It's hard to maintain the spirit and keep the ball rolling with a lot of stops like that.
Otherwise, we've been really really really tired, but I hear that's how every missionary is. And you know something weird? This Saturday will be my ten-month mark. Weird as all heck. Sooner than I know it, I'll be home. I guess I better straighten up and fly right, get on the ball or something. I feel like there is still so much left to do, but I'm running out of time! I think that's a good thing--keeps me motivated.
All right, I'm signing out. I guess we're going to go play volleyball too. (I owe a few of you letters still, so I'll make sure I work on that too. I keep saying this and keep not doing it, so take that statement as you will. . .)
I love you, and I hope to hear from you. Peace.
Love,
Hna. Crowley.
Hi! We went hiking today, and it was fun. I didn't want to go, but everybody else did and I can't exactly stay home alone, so I went, and I'm glad I did. Good exercise and fun photos.
Let's see, updates? Meh. Nothing too exciting. We went to a fiesta the other Spanish ward held as a fundraiser, and our investigator Maria and all her kids came, along with her member sister and her kids. It was hectic, but fun. Maria is like our light in darkness--everybody else pretty much is dropped, except David Johnson, but we pretty much just started back at square one with him. It's a more solid square than the first one, though. He's going to take a while, but I think we'll at least leave him with a good foundation. The Johnson's are doing really well, after the tragedy that they had. Pretty much just moving on, because you have to. Life goes on. And I'm pretty sure this was what he needed to tip him back over onto the Gospel's side. He was wavering and falling away before. Anyway, we really broke down the whole Prophets have the Priesthood, the organization of the Church when Christ was on the earth, baptism. . .really, we just power-housed him with scriptures and testimony, and I think he's starting to really get it. Only problem now is that he's going back to work and has a crazy schedule, so we'll only be able to teach him about once a week. It's hard to maintain the spirit and keep the ball rolling with a lot of stops like that.
Otherwise, we've been really really really tired, but I hear that's how every missionary is. And you know something weird? This Saturday will be my ten-month mark. Weird as all heck. Sooner than I know it, I'll be home. I guess I better straighten up and fly right, get on the ball or something. I feel like there is still so much left to do, but I'm running out of time! I think that's a good thing--keeps me motivated.
All right, I'm signing out. I guess we're going to go play volleyball too. (I owe a few of you letters still, so I'll make sure I work on that too. I keep saying this and keep not doing it, so take that statement as you will. . .)
I love you, and I hope to hear from you. Peace.
Love,
Hna. Crowley.
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