Week 51, July 25, 2016

Happy Pioneer Day

Hello People! Hi! Yes, hi! How are you?
 
I absolutely love biking as a missionary! It's hard, the hills still
make my knees ache, but the ability to meet people is so much better
than when in a car. I love meeting new people and sharing our message
with them; it's also so much easier to offer service because we're
right there. I am also learning how to depend on others rather than
always being the one to offer help. For example, when I had a car, we
would always offer to run and get things, or pick people up for
meetings, or carry something around. Now, I am the one asking for
helping carrying things around, getting rides to meetings, and so
forth. I don't like it. But, accepting others' help is a form of
charity because they want to offer help and they need me to accept
this help before they can give it.
Besides a lot of biking this week, we have been finding a lot. That
means that we are speaking with new people and teaching them the
message of the restoration and more. I really enjoy this part of the
work because it means making new friends and getting to share the
restoration multiple times. Every time I share this message, I know
again that it's true.
Anyway, somebody that we met this week was and is an answer to our
prayers. We had been praying to find someone who's ready for the
gospel and then we met Esteban. He's an amazing man who has been
studying different religions for a while. We feel that he's searching
for something but didn't realize it until we had met him and shared
our message. Our first lesson with him was a bit rough to put it
nicely, but even though it was hard we felt we should try again. In
our second lesson, he was a lot softer and more open to the Spirit,
which was amazing! He has been growing since and I am so grateful to
see him growing spiritually. We'll keep teaching him and soon he'll be
ready for baptism :)
Funny story for week: we share our area with our Elders, Elders Wise
and Maza and sometimes we have dinner with them. This past Saturday we
had dinner with them and recently there's been some confusion over a
rule about dinners. The rule is that for dinner, if one of the
companionships is there, either sisters or elders, the others can
enter to eat (there needs to be an uneven amount of males and females
basically). Recently some members were questioning whether this was
true or not so we haven't been eating together recently just to be
sure. One night we had dinner with the Elders and we were there first
with the sister from our ward. The Elders arrived and we're about to
enter when they asked "Wait. Is your husband home?" He wasn't so they
didn't enter and one of the Elders had to use the restroom (we don't
always get the opportunity to go when we need to :) ). While he was
waiting for permission from the mission president, just to be sure,
the woman we ate with gave him and his companion a salsa to try while
they waited. She made this salsa with habaneros, a really spicy chile,
and other foods like onions and such. This poor elder is not a
accustomed to spicy food and when he ate it, he nearly died. The dance
he did from needing the restroom and having eaten this spicy salsa was
soo funny! I felt bad for him, but at times you just need a good
laugh! He was a good sport about it :)
Also, here in Utah, Pioneer Day is larger than the Fourth of July, so
all of my mission joined together today to walk in the parade! It was
so much fun to be with all of mission and celebrate with the city.
There were many people who cheered really loud and it was fun to cheer
them on! We would run to the sides and high five anyone we could;
Elder Cochran, a former ballet dancer, did a few tricks such as
backflips for the kids; people "silly stringed" us as we walked by; it
was a lot of fun! My favorite part was watching some people go from a
frown to a smile. Nothing brings me greater joy than to make people
happy and so I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
 
This was a good week! I hope all of you have a great week and that you
enjoy these stories. If not, let me know and I'll try to find
something better :D I love you all! Remember who you are and be good!
 
Love,
Hermana Lindh
 
 
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Messing around with a found pair of glasses

Letting a 3 year old do your lipstick

At the temple with Carlos

Pioneer Day Parade

Pioneer Day Parade

Zone Conference for July

 
parade
She's in there, just look 






Can you find Rachel?

Week 50, July 18, 2016

What a week! So, I wasn't very clear last week, which I'm sorry about, but we had transfers this past Wednesday. I have left Washington Terrace and now I'm serving in Buenaventura again! I left Hna. We Repa, and she gained Hna. Pecjak, and they are going to do a great job serving that ward. I do miss the members and investigators I left, but I'm so excited to serve with Buenaventura again and to meet more people. It's a weird feeling returning to an area you already served in, but I know the Lord has people for me to meet and work with and that this is the right area for me at this time. I am serving with an Hermana called Hna. Miranda. She was trained by Hna. Felix and this is her third transfer here in this mission (she served a transfer in her home mission) so I am greenie busting my granddaughter!
-Quick explanation: when you are called as a trainer, your job is to show as much by example as by word what it means to be a good missionary. Trainees are new missionaries who are, usually, in their first two transfers (3 months) of their missions. Your third transfer you are called a greenie and the companion you have, who is usually different than your trainer, is your "greenie buster". Also, when you train, it is kinda like a parent-child relationship so the trainers are called the moms or dads and the trainees are called the daughters or sons. I trained Hna. Felix when she first came to this mission and then she trained Hna. Miranda, so Hna. Miranda is my granddaughter!-
Anyways, I am serving with Hna. Miranda and it's amazing. We have been working hard in this past few days and I know we'll continue working hard because that is part of her character. She works hard and preserves even when it's hard. She also has a beautiful testimony that she loves to share with everyone and she's very confidant in what she knows to be true. I really love her and I'm so grateful for her example to me of what a missionary should be. My mission has given me the chance to meet so many amazing people, each in their own way.
Hna. Lewis was an amazing trainer for me. She was diligent, obedient, and funny. She helped me feel loved and welcomed in this mission, but also helped me know what a hard working missionary looks like. I knew that every day we would be doing something productive and that we would help people, but still have fun.
Hna. Pecjak taught me the importance of good communication and using our talents to bless others. She wasn't shy in sharing her testimony with others through speech, act, or song. While she may not believe she's a great communicator, she taught me the importance of listening more to how things are being said rather than the exact words, and to listen to our feelings too.
Hna. DeMaio and I only served 3 weeks together, but we also lived in the same apartment for 6 weeks this past transfer, so I have learned a lot from her. We can all gain more light if we choose to accept the Light of the World, the Son (sun), into our daily lives. She also helped me see that people are more than what they show; who we really are is sometimes hard to see but that as we strive to see each other as the sons and daughters of God that we are, we'll see more light than darkness.
Hna. Woodhouse has taught me soooo much! When we first met, to be frank it was hard because we are stubborn and approach situations/problems in different ways. That said, she is honestly one of my best friends ever, my sister, and I know I can always turn to her. So I have learned that even if we have rough beginnings, we can always have happy endings if we choose to make them that way. She has also shown me what it means to break gracefully; when we are being humbled, we can either do it resentfully or with faith, and she always goes with the latter.
Hna. Playstead and I only had 3 weeks together, but what I learned from her is invaluable. Even when we feel too broken to carry on, as we rely on Christ, He helps us have a beautiful journey. We can help others even if we are not perfect ourselves. Heavenly Father truly makes weak things become strong. Now, Hna. Playstead is not weak in any way, (just ask for her opinions about certain topics, you'll see what I mean :) ) but that's what I learned from her. Choosing to be happy on the outside doesn't always make you happy on the inside, but it makes it a little bit more manageable.
Hna. Kang taught me a whole new depth of emotion. She was my first daughter in the mission, and though I was only with her for 3 1/2 weeks, She changed me. I learned, really fast, that some people do not talk and that it takes some hard work to hear them. She taught me that there's a deeper love than just friendship (though that can be really strong too) and that this love is won by hard work and sacrifice. By her example, I learned how deep the Atonement really covers and heals. Hna. Kang is amazing and she changed so many people.
Hna. Felix is such a hard working, faithful woman! She believes in exact obedience and it's because she has such faith that she knows why she's obedient. She's a very cheerful person who loves people easily. It was such a pleasure to serve with her for 3 weeks and she's helping a lot of people.
Hna. Miranda, my current companion, is really funny! She loves to play and joke around with others, but she's also a hard worker. She doesn't stop working until we have to and she's always sharing her testimony. I have learned that sometimes we put limitations on ourselves that limit our growth or ability and Hna. Miranda is helping me see last limits I placed on myself.

While this past week has been a bit draining, I have had a great time so far. On Monday, the Sisters DeMaio and Afemata, Hna. Wi Repa, myself, and the Nehrings, we all had a family home evening together. We spoke about the importance of choosing to be happy, loving others, and sharing with them what is great about them. We then learned about transfers, which was stressful, and then called it a night. It was stressful because we learned of a few missionaries moving that was very sad for me, but that's what the mission and really life is all about, change. So, it's happened, life is good and we keep moving forward. 

Tuesday was for saying goodbye, which was hard, but it's all good because I know I'll see these people again.

Wednesday I moved into my old apartment and we got to work! Since then we've been trying to teach potential investigators, find new people, and help people progress. On Saturday, we had a baptism in the ward, a young man who was taught by a couple of missionaries and was finally ready for this step in the gospel. It was amazing and right afterwards, Hna. Miranda and I went to Washington Terrace for a man I know being baptized. It was so amazing to see this friend of mine, and his family, so happy. The Spirit was really strong at both baptisms and it confirmed again to me that what I'm doing is right.

Yesterday was good and today is still happening, so I'll let you know how I am in another week! I hope that I'll be a bit lighter then because with how much we bike, I expect to loose a few pounds (which is a good thing, I only have a few months left to loose what I've gained =) ). Here's to hoping!

I love you all and I hope that you have a great week! I'll get some pictures going next week; the first week of transfers tends to be a bit busy so not many pictures were taken. Remember who you are and be good!

Love,

Hermana Lindh

 

Week 49, July 11, 2016

Hello Everyone!

I'm on time this week! :)
Nothing major happened this week, which is a relief, but we still had some adventures.
Fourth of July was fun, even if it was different than last year. We played sand volleyball, got ready and emailed, then had a BBQ with our Elders and their neighbor for dinner. It was really cool to be with other missionaries on the holiday and we had a good time together. We went home at 8pm and watched fireworks from our home, while also using sparklers. It was a pretty fun day and good start to the week.
Service, as always, is really fun. They just got new toys that they encouraged us to try them out and so we obliged. They're hoops that have stretchy material inside that bounces a little ball around. We made it a goal to see how long we could keep it up off of the ground; we didn't do super well! But it was a lot of fun after we finished our work.
The other major event for the week was that we sang in Sacrament meeting. Hna. WiRepa and I received a text Friday night asking if we could perform a musical number so we said yes and immediately called our elders. Elder Ortiz is an amazing pianist and so we were hoping and praying that he'd be able to help us. Elder Juarez is also musically talented, but 3 is a weird number so Hna. WiRepa and I sang while Elser Ortiz played. We practiced a few times on Saturday, within an 2 hour timespan, and then performed without practicing again on Sunday. It was a bit stressful but the Lord really did help us as we sang "Lord, I Would Follow Thee." The Spirit was super strong during sacrament meeting and many people commented on how it fit perfectly with the talks. Amazing how God knows more than we do :)
The only major thing I have to share is an experience I had on Saturday. As we were walking to the Campos family, a family we are currently teaching, we saw that a church near their home was having a large meeting -we could hear a pastor inside being very adamant in his teaching. We decided to walk by, due to much of my pleading to go see what was happening, and we met a group of young women. We chatted for a bit when a man exited the building to show a woman and her kid to the bathroom. When he passed us, we started talking.
It was a long conversation, most of which was done by him, in which he explained/shared his belief about Christ. He shared that he believes the only way to be saved is to live the gospel of Christ, which is to believe in Christ, repent, and be baptized. It was very exciting to hear what he had to say because a large portion of it corresponds with our beliefs. The Spirit was very strong during this discourse because the man, Oscar Palacios, was testifying of truth. Then, he made the comment that there is only one word of God and that any other book written by man was a tool of Satan's to destroy the children of God. We knew immediately that he meant the Book of Mormon, along with other books from other religions I suppose.
I bore testimony of the authenticity and divinity of the Book of Mormon and then he started in. He said that he's read a bit of it but that he believes Joseph Smith wrote this book. He believes very firmly that only the Bible, in the King James Version, is the word of God and that nothing else can be accepted. I invited him to read the Book of Mormon the same way he reads the Bible; that is, to read it, ponder it, and then pray to God to know if it's true. He had already stated that this is the only way we can gain true knowledge, this pattern, and that it's the Spirit's job to teach us of truth.
It was very obvious, and painful, that this man was denying the Spirit right then. Anytime we testified of the Book of Mormon, or invited him to read it, he would say that he's read some and doesn't believe it. Finally, after begging (literally) him to read 3 Nephi 11 and to take a copy, he accepted it. The entire time my heart yearned for him to accept the Spirit, to accept what we were feeling!
I was close to tears by the end and was praying not to cry in front of him when he finally took the book. (I was close to tears due to the extreme shock and sadness of feeling this man reject the Spirit) We shook hands, said goodbye, and then went our separate ways. As we were walking away, I couldn't stop myself from crying. It started out as a whimper and then, by the time we crossed the street safely, I was bawling. I hurt so bad that this man had once received the Spirit enough to know that Jesus is our Savior and Redeemer but in that moment rejected Him. I couldn't stop myself, even with my companion trying to help me; the crying came out more like sobs and even with my hands over my mouth, I was easy to hear.
A hand touched Hna. Wi Repa's shoulder and Oscar asked us if he could pray with us. We said yes and he offered a pray where he asked that I might be comforted, that we could all repent and be happy, and giving thanks to God. I did feel a bit better afterwards and we said thank you. He said "I wish you could have hugs, because I would hug you right now. I hope that the Lord blesses you in all you do, that you may continue strong in this good work. If you see me, please wave hi! God bless you." We said something similar back and then he left. My companion and I spoke for a bit where I expressed what I was feeling.
She told me that I have charity, that even though I may not feel it at times, she can see it me. She said that she knows I'm genuine when I act like this, that she can feel my love for others. I really appreciated her words; they were what I needed right then. She then suggested that we go to temple grounds, and I felt like that would help, so we asked permission from Elder Ortiz, our district leader, who said yes.
As I sit here, the peace of the temple is helping me feel better. Even though I'm not inside, I know this is God's home and that He's near me. I still ache, I still hurt for this man, but I'm trying to allow the Atonement to help and heal me.
I wrote that experience while on temple grounds, not in this moment.

I love you all. I hope that you choose to accept the feelings and/or thoughts you have when you listen to something about Christ. While they may be small, they are precious and should be treated as such. God is doing everything He can to reach out to you so you need to choose to not reject Him. If you're invited to do something (that will not harm you physically or emotionally), try it! What will it hurt to read a book about Christ for five minutes? What will it hurt to try praying one night? You loose a bit of time? But isn't your personal happiness and salvation worth five minutes?
I am here for you at any time you need; please email me or Facebook message me with any questions or concerns you have. I am more than willing to answer you or help you find the answer because I love you.

Be good and remember who you are! Enjoy this coming week and I'll see you on the flip side!
Love,
Hermana Lindh

Week 48, July 4, 2016

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!!!!!

I am so grateful to have been born in a time and place where I can enjoy freedom. I am able to follow my Savior, who I love dearly, because others have bought the price of freedom. I am so grateful for every solider who has fought in defense of this country and what it stands for; I am grateful  to those who uphold personal freedoms; I am so grateful for those who teach of the importance of having freedom and what is required to keep that freedom. 

The greatest liberator is our Savior and Redeemer, Jesus Christ. By living a perfect life, He was able to pay the price of sins and death so that we may have freedom. We have been given agency, the ability to choose, AND we have been given a way out from our captivity because our Heavenly Father loves us so much. We are held captive by our sins and we are only free when we accept Christ and live His gospel as closely as possible. What better day to celebrate Christ than on the day were we celebrate the freedom we enjoy?

Okay, on a little less spiritual note =) I need to make up for two weeks, so where to start.....Oh!

Not this past Sunday, but the one before (June 26th) our mission had a musical fireside. To be frank, it was a bit stressful because we only had 2 practices but it went very well. The spirit was very strong as we testified of the Restoration through music. I was part of a small women's group and we sang "Child's Prayer" which was a duet between a mother and child. It was meant to teach the audience about prayer and the reality that God listens to us. I really enjoyed singing it because it is my favorite children's hymn and the arrangement was pretty. My overall favorite piece though was the men's choir number, "Praise To the Man". It was very simple but very powerful as the strong, rich male voices joined together to share the truthfulness of Joseph Smith, that he really was a prophet of God.

For those who know me, I feel the Spirit the most through music. It was such a privilege to sing my testimony because I really do know that God has once again called prophets to the earth to preach and prophecy of Christ. I know that He still loves us and so He provided a way for the church of His Son to come back to the earth. I know that I am a member, and a missionary for, Christ's one true church.

Earlier that week, on Tuesday, all of the sisters in the mission met together for a sisters meeting. We had lunch (salad with berries on top......a comment my mom said I made when I was younger came to mind: "I am not a rabbit". Anyway, I survived :) ) and then heard from a special guest speaker, Elaine S. Dalton. For those who don't know, she was the Young Women General President; that means that she was over all of the young women in the church and had the right and authority to revelation for them. It was interesting meeting her because I was a young woman when she was the president.

I am going to share something that is difficult for me, so please bear with me. 

I really struggled with young womens, the program in this church. I knew, and know, why we have this program but it was still a challenge for due to my weakness with other females. I do not have fond memories of young womens, of this woman, or that time in my life, so it was difficult for me to be in a meeting with other females and with this woman. She is an amazing woman! I can tell she is in tune with the Spirit and that she has dedicated her life to being a disciple of Christ. But it was still hard. I learned more about myself from this meeting and she did say two things that I liked, so it was a worthwhile activity. I have found that most events that try you helps you the most to grow and progress.

While that bit of the week was a bit challenging, the rest of the week went as usual. We and the Elders had some good times (pictures will be included) and the work continued forward. One of the funnier stories is that Elder Ortiz, the driver in the car, likes to see how close he can get to our car. It causes me a bit of anxiety, but it's humorous now. 

Okay, for this past week, we had some adventures! As I've mentioned before, we volunteer at a place called "Roads to Independence" where we do odd jobs that they need done. On Thursday we were asked to sand a table in preparation for a picnic that coming Saturday. We were outside, it was super hot, and we were doing hard work! So, what do we think to do? Pour jugs of water on our heads! I will include videos for your enjoyment. :) 

We then have weekly planning, which is when we plan for the upcoming week. We do this for four hours, 1-5pm, so as to be prepared for the coming week. That's a lot of time trying to stay focused on one topic, so occasionally we take breaks. During one of these breaks, we discovered the speaking feature for Notes on iPads. Again, I'll include a video for you to see what we found absolutely hilarious. On another break, we watched Elder Juarez perform a flexibility trick, which made me laugh really hard! I have been blessed to serve with people who know how to not stress over everything and it has really helped me heal this transfer. The Lord knew what we would need and He provided that because He loves us. 

Last funny story and then I'll close with a spiritual moment. So, I love being around other missionaries and so do they so we get together every p-day to play volleyball. These past two p-days we have played out on a sand volleyball court, which my companion and I and our Elders cleaned up for service. We all enjoy being together and being out in the sun and playing a fun sport. There are so many funny moments that I can't share them all, I'm sorry. Just know that even though I used to hate this sport, I love playing with my missionaries because we have a good wholesome time. The best part is jeering at each other in Spanish, especially when there are one or two English companionships. You know you're Latino when you can understand that! I'll include pictures from today so that you can enjoy with me :)

Now, the spiritual moment I had was when I received a blessing on Thursday. To preface, I had never received a blessing of comfort from someone other than my dad before my mission. I always knew, and still know, that I could go to my dad and that he'd help me and be able to give me a blessing. I had that trust with him; out here in the mission, I can't go to him so I depend on the Elders around me. It's hard for me! These are young men, most being around 18-19 years old receiving revelation from the Lord for me; it can get very personal and so you need to trust these priesthood holders. Also, they need to be worthy of their priesthood. 

This past transfer I have had need for a blessing three times; that's more than the whole rest of my mission! I can't ever remember needing a blessing so frequently! It hit me on Thursday, after receiving another blessing, how fortunate I am. I have two worthy priesthood holders who live only 2 minutes away from my home. We work together all the time so I already had trust with them. They have always been there when I have asked for help. What a blessing it is to live in a time and place where we have the priesthood of God? What a blessing it is that I can reach out for help at any point with these two men? God knew I would need these blessings, this help, and so, even though I couldn't have my daddy, He sent me my Elders. 

I speak to all men of age 12 and older. You are privileged to live in this day and age where you can hold the priesthood, which is God's power! The priesthood is needed in every ordinance of the gospel of Christ; as such, we need worthy priesthood holders. For those who are not members of this church, I urge you and pray for you that you may see the examples of righteous priesthood holders around you and desire to have that same power. May you join the ranks of Christ's army and wield this special and sacred power. For those who are members but haven't been fully participating, I beg you to repent and come back. Please, hear God's plea for you to come and fully enjoy all the blessings He has in store for you, that you may bless others as well. For those who are strong, active members in Christ's church, thank you for your example and valor; I pray that you continue strong in the faith.

To all women who read this: just because we do not bear the priesthood doesn't mean we aren't involved with it. We have a special role given to us by our Heavenly Father that is different from males but equally important. How we treat our fathers, brothers, husbands, leaders show to those around us how important the priesthood is to us. How important is it to you and what are you doing to show that? Take advantage of this great blessing around you! Ask for blessings when you feel you need them; partake of the sacrament; make and keep sacred covenants! Never forget your importance or impact on others.

I love you all and I hope that you have a great Fourth of July! Enjoy your family and be safe. Remember who you are and that you are loved!

Love,

Hermana Lindh

Week 47, June 27, 2016

Hey mom,

My iPad was having technical difficulties due to storage so by the time I could kinda fix them, I didn't have enough time for a group email.

If you could please let people know I'm ok, just struggling with technology, I would appreciate that. Thank you!

Love,

Rachel
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Week 46, June 20, 2016

Let me think, what's happened this week?

Nothing huge (as compared to the last few weeks) happened, we're getting back into the norm. I am resting more now, which includes a "de-stress" hour everyday where I allow my body to unwind from the normal stresses, and allowing myself some lenience. I have been learning that what I used to think was my norm may have been too much; we need to know how to work hard, preserve, and be diligent, but we need to do that in the Lord's terms. He doesn't want us to burn ourselves out trying to do His work in our way. He wants us to trust Him in all that we do, that He knows the best way for us and for those around us. He loves us and knows our limits, despite what we tell Him or ourselves. 

Now, that said, He still expects us to work. I hope that my experiences and insights are not used as an excuse to stop working. While we must be prudent in how we work and how much we work, that doesn't mean we stop working. What I have found is that as I give the Lord my best, He magnifies what I can give and thanks me for it. He never belittles or make me feel guilty for what I feel I should be able to give. He has set the standard and He will help me reach it; I can never reach it by trying to set a higher standard and then falling short back down to His.

I know my Heavenly Father loves me. I received a blessing this week for comfort. (As part of having the priesthood, the power and authority to act in God's name, restored, worthy priesthood holders can offer blessings of comfort to those who ask. Please see LDS.org for more information about blessings) The Elder who gave me the blessing used very specific words that I had been studying recently from my patriarchal blessing. He had no way of knowing that those words and phrases were special for me; my Heavenly Father knew what I needed to hear and He provided for me through one of His sons. 

I am a happier person know than I was before because I have found a better balance within myself. I won't say that I would repeat what happened, but I'm grateful that it did happen. I feel like that's how this life is supposed to work; the sooner we can learn how to accept our hard situations and grow from them, the easier it is to be happy. 

Okay, life lesson learned and taught :)

One of the highlights this week were brand new puppies! A friend of ours in the ward is trying to save money for his mission and his family has a beautiful dog who just had puppies. Apparently I'm not the only one who thought they were cute because quite a few people have offered to buy puppies from them. Until they're picked up, which will be for a couple of months, when we have dinner with this family we can play with the puppies! What's better than to play with moving fluff balls? :) 

We have also been doing a lot of finding this week. The areabook that we have has a lot of potential investigators (people who have met with missionaries once but not a second time) so we've been trying to contact them. Though some people no longer live there or they're still not interested, we have been finding miracles along the way. One such family was actual a referral from our Elders. We couldn't find them after knocking on 3 different occasions so we had kinda given up hope. One afternoon, we were trying to contact a couple of people in one area so we decided to walk the neighborhood. On the way to one house, we passed by this house we had been trying to contact and...... THERE WERE PEOPLE OUTSIDE!!! We immediately approached them and started teaching them the Restoration. Something our mission has been focusing on is teaching the restoration in 4 minutes because it's powerful and stays within people's attention span. 

We are now teaching this family and they have accepted baptismal dates! The good fight isn't over yet; we still need to help them grow in faith so as to be ready for baptism. They have felt the Spirit, because He was there when we taught, but now they must continue forward with faith. I am so excited to teach them and help them progress towards baptism! I love this family and I love how eager they are to follow Christ and His gospel. 

I think that's all for today =) I love you all and hope you have a great week. Be good and remember who you are!

Love,

Hermana Lindh

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