The Big One

Well,hey everybody!

Today I am going to spend less time on the big email.. I'll send a better one next week.  This week is more for the fam. So.... In a nutshell...

I left Danli.  I love everyone there, and I miss them more than words.  I am still trying to come to terms that I left them, but I will come back, and that is a promise.  The goodbyes were the hardest I have ever had to say.... But I knew that they would be safe and they would keep going strong.  Plus... They have Elder Tuft.  He promised to take good care of them.

So.... Now, the big part.   Where do I live now?

I am now living in Central Tegucigalpa Honduras.

Part of my area are slums like I have not yet seen in Honduras, and the other part is the richest part I have ever seen, even compared to the states.... So rich, that we have already gotten kicked out of a couple areas for 'disturbing the peace' by proselyting.  This is the kind of area where stuff goes DOWN.  It is much less sheltered than Danli.... In Danli, I saw some weird stuff... Like drugs sold on the streets, drunk people and all that... But here.... Ohhh how different it is.  I'm talking drag queens, gangs, guns, all kinds of stuff.  I have been blessed to not see anything too sketchy yet, but the above mentioned things are all but too common around here.  My area specifically is Zone Nueva Esperanza and the area Villa Olimpica, and every day I am learning more and more how necessary... Well, no... How VITAL, it is to bring the truth to these people.  They NEED it.... Because... Life here for them is Hard. 

But that's why we are here. To change this place.  Little by little. And my new comp is Elder Naupoto.  He is from Hawaii, and he is just this big Tongan dude who is way chill and I love working with him. 

The transition was hard.... But now begins a new adventure.  I am grateful to be here, and all I can say is that I KNOW that this is the work of God.  I am humbled to be part of it.  I know I carry the truth as a representative of this church, and I only hope that my experiences will help some of you at home find strength and comfort in your own struggles.  I love you all.

Elder Kristian Huff

Song of the Week, Hero by Enrique Iglesias

God Be With You...

(Sorry Assael)

...Till We Meet Again

New Room in Teguci

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So...That's cool

Well,

Yeah I'm in Honduras and stuff, and I have stuff to tell you and stuff and thanks for all the emails and stuff.  Love you guys.  Nanny, Natalie, Jessi, Lizzie, Tyler, Steph, Ashley, Stefany, Neysa, Jeri.. You are all wonderful.  

Well..... This has been a stressful week.  (and by stressful I mean crazy awesome mixed with some not so awesome stuff CONSTANTLY kind of stressful.)  But in a nutshell, I can tie everything together with this one simple phrase.....

So.... That's cool.

Allow me to explain.

Firstly, I am going to write this as a day by day.  

Next.... We may or may not have changes this week.  Like Wednesday.  And I won't know until tomorrow. 

So... That's cool.

So despite the awesome and stressful moments of this week... There is this constant lingering question if I will be able to stay and finish what I started or get taken out at this peak of stress week.  So... Here goes.

Monday:

We had about 3 citas ready for the day, and although none necessarily fell through... We found that many of these people (of which most are members) have little to no testimony of the Restored Gospel.  These are people I have known for months now.  And just this past week we found out about this problem.  And I don't know if I'll get to stay to help.

So.... That's cool.  Heaven help me.

Tuesday:

It was a fairly normal day.... Except for one lesson.  

There is this one family.  The family is hardcore Catholic, which is REALLY hard to work with because they ARE NOT WILLING TO LISTEN.  LIKE AT ALL.  And we have already had some rough lessons, and we were close to dropping them.  But when we entered.... There was this woman I had never seen before sitting in a chair.  She had a cup of coffee in her hand resting on her lap, and she was just staring into space.  Elder Tuft and I went up to say hello, as would be natural, right?  Well.... She didn't even flinch.  She just stared into the distance, as if not hearing us.  Her cheeks were tear-streaked, and there was a hollowness in her eyes.  

The crazy catholic lady, without the slightest hint of sympathy, told us very brashly, 'Oh, don't worry about her.  She just had her kids taken away for something or other.  She's just a bit off because of it. She'll be fine, just ignore her.'

... Frankly, I was put off in that moment.  But in that moment, I was no longer there for the crazy catholic family.  I was there for this woman.  So.... We decided to talk about the plan of salvation.  As always, the moment we started, the crazy catholic woman started going off about something that didn't matter trying to prove us wrong and not really saying anything at all.  

So, mid sentence, I changed the subject to why we have tribulations in this life.  I'll probably write about that sometime soon.  But what happened, is that as we started talking about it.... The woman in the Chair's eyes moved, slightly, and there was this reaction from her, if only for a moment.  

She was Listening.  

As we started elaborating, the spirit got VERY strong.... 

But nevertheless, this appalling catholic woman had the nerve to go off about something else that had nothing to do with what we were saying.  (We were not even talking to her anymore, we were strictly talking to this broken woman sitting in the chair, and she was so hard hearted that she didn't even notice.)  As she was going off about something about how 'Peter was not really of the devil, even though Jesus told him to leave him calling him by Satan and...-' I cut her off and asked plainly 'Sister, do you have a question?  Because if you don't, please stop talking.  I would like to bear my testimony, and the spirit only testifies in silence.  So please, stay silent for just a COUPLE of minutes, if you would please.  For the Spirit.'  

Surprisingly, I didn't sound as mean to her as I had wanted to be. I just sounded calm. And... She only said, 'Okay, that's fine.'  

We then continued. A love presented itself during that lesson that could only be felt by those who allowed themselves to.  Let yourself think about that idea.

Although there is much more detail, I will tie up the story like this. Despite the crazy catholic lady's rambling, we got through the lesson, and every so often, the Woman in the Chair would look up at us.  Only for moments though....  And honestly, we felt as if we had done nothing to help her at the end, due to the constant distractions.  But, as we left... This woman in the Chair looked up, took our hands, and just looked into our eyes, and before letting go, hers filled with tears.  She said nothing. And... We left.  We haven't seen her since.

So... You know.  Also... I'm really gonna write about silence soon. So... that's cool.

Wednesday:

Well.... I have a lot that happened this day.  BUT... Best part....

So, we went to visit L.  It could be the last time, so when I said I want a picture cuz I might be leaving, she told us to come back so she could change into something a bit nicer (cuz she is VERY pregnant, so she was dressed comfortably, right?). Fair enough,   Well.... When we came back... leaning out her little window, is this girl, COMPLETELY decked out.  Super nice clothes, matching shoes, make-up done perfectly, the whole shabang.  In this little Pulperia in the middle of nowhere.  Just for a couple pictures with me and my comp.  

And... The best part.... 

There's gonna be a baby in Honduras bearing the name Kristian.  Spelling and all.  She'll be having him this week.  Also, stress for if I leave or not. 

So... That's cool, I guess.  I love my people.

Thursday:

Great story.

We passed this one girl at about 8 at night to see if she would like to have a lesson sometime.  Weirdly enough, she is a daughter of the crazy catholic woman.  She moved away because of her mom, actually.  And... Well, we asked if she had questions for us before we left.  

She responded, 'Well... People say a lot of things about mormons.'

I responded, 'Yeah, that is true.  What kind of things do they say that you would like to know more about?'

Her: 'Well, I actually don't know a lot.  Only that you guys don't drink coffee, and... You guys, don't like... Have.... RELATIONS.... Before marriage.  Like... Marriage is really important and you guys don't do anything like that before.'

Elder Tuft: 'That's all true, but... the thing about marriage, and not having relations and stuff, is actually... Found in the bible.... In like all religions....'

Her: 'Well yeah, but you guys actually FOLLOW it.'

..... 

Mix this beautiful, honest response with the intense religious views of the family of this girl, and.... Well.... You know.

So... That's cool. 

Friday:

 Well.... Exciting news.....

We have a baptism ready for Saturday.  That just kind of helped put itself together.  Awesome right? Seriously!  Like.... THANK YOU.  HARD WORK PAYING OFF. :D

At least, well.... That's cool. ;D 

.... Or is it?

Saturday:

First off, one of my freaking awesome converts was wearing an Adventure Time T-shirt.... And.... I just couldn't.  Could it be any cooler?  No.  It it couldn't.  So THAT'S FREAKING COOL.

And then later...

Bishop:  'So, about that baptism.... We have the ward temple trip like, today. So..... Not gonna happen.  Congrats.'

So... That's cool.

... 'We could do it tomorrow morning, I suppose....?'

Sunday:

BAPTISM OF F.  His lessons went by SO smooth and it all just came together.  He is awesome.  I sent photos. :D  AND YEAH.  SO.... THAT'S COOL.

And also, his catholic grandma is another great story of how much I struggle with the catholic population here. 

(Disclaimer, I do NOT mean to say that all catholics are bad people, by ANY means.  I am only saying that during my time here in Honduras, the catholic population have been the meanest, most unwilling to listen and the loudest, showiest and most forceful of the churches we've encountered down here.  I repect all churches, as does the Church I represent.  These stories are to relate the trying times and funny/intersting experiences I've had while serving here.  Thank you.)

Anyway, So..... 

1. This grandmother lied to us about 3 times in a row, saying F wasn't home during the week, and then F's brother coming out and being like.... 'So.. My grandma is lying.  Sorry about that. I just want to practice what we preach by being honest.' 

2.  Her: 'I am a CATHOLIC, and proud of it!'  

Her Grandson: 'The funny thing is, she's a catholic, but she has been going to an Evangelico congregation for months now... And... she has NO idea....' 

..... Maybe she just can't tell the difference?

3. Finally, as the war before the baptism, we have the full support of this converts mother.  So... There are no problems with his baptism.  BUT... This grandmother tried to tell us that we shouldn't baptize someone who doesn't know what they're doing.  And we're just like....  'With all due respect, Sister.... Doesn't your church baptize babies?....'   

....... So..... That's all pretty cool.

And now we are here.  Still, I do not know if I'm leaving the area or not.  That's been stressful.... But it was a wonderful week.  We are honored to have been a part of the conversion of Fernando, and.. Well... Leaving will be hard, if I do.  So... To finish... I wanna give one last review of Danli, in the case that I leave.

Danli, you are probably one of the most wonderful places in Honduras, and probably in the world.  Despite the fact that dirt to your streets is like snow to the streets of Utah, you are a beautiful place.  Yeah, there's trash everywhere, and it's rare to go anywhere without something being burned.. And there's the fact you are more tempermental in climate than probably any other place in the world... And there's the fact that no one really likes to wear clothes... And people's spanish here is more slang than spanish... And... Well... You can always paint the trees white... 

But despite all of this, you have been my home for the past 5 months.  And I will really miss you if I leave.  So... With that, if this is goodbye, I'll be back someday, Danli.  I promise.

Love you all, be safe, and try to find the millions of principles that are hidden in the lines of this email. Talk to you next week.

Elder Huff

Song of the Week: Brillan rayos de clemencia

Danli

Elder Huff and Elder Tuft

Danli District

D and C with Elder Huff

Street where Elder Huff and Tuft live

Their home

ADVENTURE TIME!!!

Elder Huff and Elder Tuft

Elder Huff, L and Baby Kristian

Begging For an Answer

Okay, well.... 

This week went by SO SLOW for me.  

Not a bad thing, by any means.... but WHEW it is WEIRD finally writing! 

Thank you to everyone who wrote me this week (Lara, The Merit Missionaries, Mariano, Blythe, Mikaella, Steph (I TOTALLY understand about the typing in spanish thing), Lizzie, Dad, Assael, Joy (Love the glasses, dearie.), Alisse, NEYSA, Bishop and Kailey), I love you guys and I appreciate your words SO much.  They give me an insight into the world back home, if only a little, and it reminds me I'm still on earth.  Cuz it does NOT feel like that, once in a while.... 

Well, unlike other times.... I know EXACTLY what I want to write about today.  So.... To preface, I want to ask a few questions.  Questions regarding personal testimony.  Yeah... I know that some of you may not be members of the Church, or may be struggling with your testimony or things of the sort, and so I ask that you let yourself be open to these questions, that you may build what you may believe isn't there. Really allow yourself to think about the questions as well. I don't intend to give answers to your questions... But only to share what I've learned this past week. Here goes....

Do you understand what prayer is, and more importantly, if it matters?

Do you feel that God answers your prayers?

Do you feel you recognize answers to these prayers?

Alright.... So, now that you've read all these, I want to relate a few experiences during my mission and this past week that helped me to find a personal answer to these questions. 

First question.... As a missionary, serving in an area where EVERYONE 'draws close to God with their lips but their hearts are FAR from Him', I have had more than a thousand conversations about what prayer really is.  It is very common to have the person offering the prayer (before we explain) begin to yell 'Oh LORD we are GRATEFUL Lord for ALL Lord that YOU Lord have Given LORD!', or to begin the prayer in a rather... flashy, 'LOOK I'M PRAYING' kind of way, or simply to say the exact same things every prayer, thanking for... 'el aire, el agua, el sol, el pan de cada dia, los alimentos....' (in that EXACT order). 

 

So... What have I learned from this?  Well.. How to explain HOW to pray.  And yeah, we all know 'how'.  Address God, express your thoughts, end in the name of our Saviour.  Easy. Right? 

I thought so too. Until I came to this realization... The reason they don't know how to keep it sacred and sincere, is because They Do Not Know Who God IS. They worship an IDEA, not an actual person.  That is why they don't know how to Just TALK to Him....  Because although God is all powerful GOD... More importantly.... He is Our FATHER.  He LOVES US and He WANTS TO TALK TO US.  Once I came to this.... We watched the investigators' lives change.  THAT is the ground breaking truth.  GOD WANTS TO HEAR.  

So now, do you think it matters if we pray?  Well, we learn from James that if we need anything, we can ask Him and He'll answer.  But in the Book of 2nd Nephi, we learn that we must not do ANYTHING WITHOUT talking to Him about it.  So... Not only is it an opportunity to get help from someone LITERALLY PERFECT, and someone perfect who WANTS to help, but IT IS A COMMANDMENT.  And why???  BECAUSE HE WANTS TO BLESS US.  We recieve specific blessings based on the commandment given, right? Then literally, we should talk to Him about ALL things! And why?  Because THEN He can BLESS us in all things.  Easy logic, right?  Well... That brings us to question 2.

When I began my mission, I had a lot of questions.  I would ask, and frankly... I never got a clear answer.  That is where I have been a good amount of my mission.  I have faith that I WILL recieve eventually... But it has been a long wait.

Then came this week.

Story 1: 

One investigator woman (A's Mom).  In a nutshell, she does NOT like to listen.  She is very set in her ways, and she does NOT like being told she is wrong.  She gets mean.  But she claims to really know God.... So, hard mix.  To describe her personality, we brought a few members.  Note, she had NEVER met these members before.  But during this lesson.... She had the nerve to YELL at our members, telling them they were WRONG and we DO worship Joseph Smith and EVERYTHING we preach and believe is blasphemy. The lesson ended bad.  She was mean.  We gave up on her, certain that she WOULD not change. This same thing had happened with us alone a few times as well.

Story 2:

A family of menos activos (K and E) that I have been looking for for FOREVER just happened to run into us on the street.  They invited us over, asking for a blessing on their house, saying they had had some... 'bad' experiences.  We went twice, first to get to know them, and the next to actually give the blessing.  During our first visit, it was made VERY clear why there are bad things in the house.  They were not living any standards and there were many things in their house that would bring in some bad things.  So... For the second visit.... Elder Tuft and I had NO idea what we needed to share, unsure of how to bring up the uncomfortable truths and not knowing how we can help if they aren't trying to help themselves.  We were very worried and totally lost.  

Then... With both of these situations.... I need to say how hopeless it seemed.  We were ready to drop both situations, knowing that there was nothing we could do of our own knowledge and experience. So.... In both situations, in different times, we decided to offer a really specific prayer before visiting either of them again.  And....

Story 1:

We go to visit again, ready for all wrath and hellfire... And.... This woman invites us in, and reveals to us that she wanted to know more, honestly, about Joseph Smith.  Well... In this lesson, many other people came into her little house to listen, as the lesson was INCREDIBLE.  And, as we went, if someone asked a question about our beliefs, THIS WOMAN began to be like 'Ohhh no no no they don't worship Joseph Smith.  He was a PROPHET and he translated this book, and through this book you can know if he was a prophet, cuz if this book is ture, their church is the true church!'  

....... Like, HOW?  She is fighting FOR us now!  Freaking defending us and teaching with us and BAHHHHHH How???

....Well... I think I know how.  What's best, this woman was one who offered very generic, general, repetitive prayers.  Well.... At the end, we asked her to pray.  

In all honesty..... Her prayer made me cry.  She asked all the questions she wanted to know.  She TALKED to him and said 'Lord, thank you for sending me these missionaries. They have touched me and I have never felt as I do today.' 

Story 2:

After our prayer before leaving our house, we walked to the house of these members very nervous.  We didn't know what to expect.  We talked a bit to the fam, sang a couple of hymns and then prayed to start the lesson (the blessing would be at the end).  As we finished praying, we still just sat so unsure. So... I opened my mouth.  And in that moment.... Something started guiding my words, and I knew that what we needed to talk about... was families.  And I had never had an experience like that.  Feeling something guiding each word.  So.. families. Why they matter, and what we are willing to do to make them eternal.  The lesson went well after that.... And with that, we were able to address all issues without ever saying anything outright.... But THEY told them to US. Amazing as that was, that wasn't even the BOOM.

Then came time for the blessing.  They asked Elder Tuft to give it, and then we offered to do so while kneeling.  Okay.... As he started praying.... Something insane happened.  For one thing, the room got heavy.  REALLY heavy.  I didn't dare open my eyes a squint for fear of what we might have seen.  It was like pure darkness, enveloping in a circle around the four of us - like something walking around us, unable to enter the space we knelt in.  

Then came one of the most unreal moments of my life.  This experience remans sacred to me, and it is dificult to put into words.  As I felt this darkness pervade, I began to recieve words in my head... I felt as if I MYSELF was offering this prayer on behalf of the house.  And then.... As I would see this phrase in my head.... Elder Tuft would say it word for word.  As if he was reading off a screen in my head.  And this continued for the entire prayer.  I remember feeling chills the entire time, thinking to myself 'how is this possible?  How is this happening?  He is saying the words I am thinking for WORD, AS I think them.  Is this even real?'  And, as I live and breathe... Yes.  It was real.  And as the prayer continued... The power got weaker and weaker, until the statement in my head came out of Elder Tuft's mouth, 'we therefore cast out ALL evil that resides in this house, and dedicate this house to the Lord.'  And.... Peace.  Total peace.  And... The mother was in church yesterday.

But this story STILL isn't over. After the lesson, Elder Tuft related to me a story... That during the beginning of the lesson, he also didn't know what to say.  Then, before I spoke the words, he knew 'we need to talk about familes.  Oh Elder Huff, PLEASE talk about familes...'  And, what happened?  Well... You already know!

Finally, during the prayer, Elder Tuft never felt the darkness.  As he started praying, he told me that he felt as if he was alone in a room of white.  Totally at peace, totally calm... And he was saying the words as if someone was putting them in his mouth (as far as I understood it).  Sounds familiar, right?

Which now, brings us to questions number 3.

I had questions when I started my mission.  I had a hard time recognizing promptings in my life, and I was worried about preaching something I didn't fully understand.  Well.... My dear friends and family.... I got my answers this week, when not only were the prayers answered about these families specifically, but also as questions I have had for months, YEARS even, were answered.  

I now know with a surety I can't put into words that God Exists.  He wants to help us.  He DOES answer prayers, even if it is in His own time.  Frankly, I wouldn't have appreciated it if I had had it sooner, nor would it be as clear as it is to me now.  So yes. He Answers.  I KNOW this is true. And how do you recognize them?  Well.... First you need to trust Him.  And then... You need to be patient.  Then you need to be open and ready.  And then... In the moment you least expect it...  You will know.  It will hit you like a ton of bricks, and you will NOT be able to deny it.  You Will Know.

I testify of this truth.  But now... How does this now apply to you? 

Talk to Him.  Sincerely.  Learn how much it matters.  Learn by practice.  Have Faith.  Trust Him.  Be Patient.  Be Ready.  And most of all.... Don't forget it when it happens.  Because THAT is a testimony. EVERY moment that made a difference for you.  Don't forget them.  Cherish them.  Remember them.  Share them. USE them.  DO IT.  JUST DO IT.  I PROMISE, IT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE.

Because it just changed mine.

Love you all.

Elder Kristian Huff

Song of the Week - Ellie Badge from Up

AND ALSO... I'll respond to all of you next week!  LOVES!

You need to pick a name for this cuz like...WHAT???

Well HI.

What a week.... I literally will come to this point in the email, stare for a couple of seconds... and then... Well... not really come to a decision.  I guess it's a miracle i get anything written.  .... So.....

This week was an interesting one... For one thing, my comp and I got hit with a sickness that actually put us out of work for a day and a half.  We are still recovering, but we DO NOT LIKE to just sit around or stay in bed.  So.... Well, what do you do?  (you get up and work anyway.  I promise... It's better. ;D)

AND, this week we had the incredible opportunity to go to the Temple in Teguc as the East!  (Cuz the mission is divided into three parts... The City, The East, The South.)  The temple was AMAZING.  So

beautiful, so spiritual, and frankly, it was SO needed. Not to remotivate, but to recuperate.  It was like... A spiritual tank fill. I'm sure Mom will put up pictures. :D

And, as I said, we were out of commission for a little while... Mostly just central in the lungs and stuff.  And the vocal chords (yeah, Misty Mountains was the song of the day on Wednesay.  Cuz... My voice dropped about twelve octaves.) And for that, we were blessed to realize, for the first time EVER, we had no appointments set up.  Well... Probably due to the Will of God, and also probably due to the fact thatWednesday was the last day of 2014.  So... NOW TIME TO TALK ABOUT THAT.

Some of you have asked about New Year's here in Honduras.... So... Remember waiting for the boom?

....

It was like that.  But a lot more.  like... A LOT more.  I am pretty sure they weren't blowing up fireworks anymore, but just decided to shoot things.  

With cannons.  

Or something along those lines... SOOOO Loud.  PUES...

Elder Tuft and I had a wonderful night counting down, and it was pretty special too.  Cuz... This year is a special one for us.  This is our 'Año Sagrado', or our Sacred Year.  2015 will be the only FULL year that we will be serving the Lord.  So.. That is way special.  I am excited for that.  Made my resolutions, and we are working hard to get some things finished before I leave this area (cuz I KNOW it is gonna happen soon.  BAHHHH I don't want it!!!! But I think it will!!!).  

And, as an update, L apparently won't have the baby until late January.  So... We're gonna try to do an EPIC baptism before she has the baby.  We just need to convince her.... Cuz it's possible, and people have done it several times before.  But... We'll see.  

D.... Well... She is just scared.  You can't blame her, but members have visited with her and told her that there is literally nothing more important than God... But... She still struggles.  We are trying, and hopefully God can take the rest.  She actually got sick this week too... So, Elder Tuft and I gave her a blessing.  I gave the second part at her request, and, although I know what I said, I don't remember saying it.  Which... Is a way special experience, and it gave me peace too.  There were promises that were made and I REALLY hope she allows herself to feel it.  She knows... Which is why we are just hoping we'll know what to do and say to give her that last little push.  But... We'll see.  And, I always remember... It's not ONLY in our hands, anyway... ;)

Other than that, it has been a fast week, considering the time out (both sickness and temple and such.)  We still worked crazy hard, and we are getting a lot of investigators lined up for dates.  So.. I'll keep you posted! 

And finally... GO TO CHURCH.  SERIOUSLY.  I NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW IMPORTANT IT WAS EITHER.  BUT NOW I DO.  JUST DO IT.

Cuz Elder Tuft and I have done something EVERY SUNDAY MORNING for 3 weeks.  We have promised investigators in the Robles that we will come for them to bring them to church.  .... In order to accomplish this, we need to leave Vista Hermosa by at least 7:20, which is then followed by a really... REALLY long walk.  Up into a mountain.  And of the 6 or 7 investigators that WERE going to come very week, without fail, every single time... They don't come.  

And what is really funny/annoying, they make up the DUMBEST excuses. They pretend not to be home and send their kid to tell us they aren't there, or they say they have to make tortillas (cuz that is DEFINITELY more important) or they just say they can't for really no reason.  This is SO frustrating and SO sad for us.  Cuz when they don't come to church, they don't progress, and baptism isn't even a possibility.  And we come all that way only for them!  I don't really mean to complain, only to explain why I am telling you to JUST GO.

So... How do I tie this to you, exactly?  Well, not to gain your pity (though yeah... it's a bit sad).  We're missionaries.  It's our job and we love doing it, despite the sadness that accompanies when they don't come. But for all of you, YOU CAN GO!  It's right down the street!  And the blessings that come from it are SO impossible to comprehend!  PLEASE go.  Always.  Just DO it (in the words of Elder Scott). PLEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEEEEE.  And, with that... Remember why you need to go.  The Sacrament, firstly.  The opportunity to renew those covenants is truly amazing.  Take advantage of it.  You NEED it. We all do... And next, because it is how we sanctify the Lord's day.  It's a commandment, and really, an easy one to keep!  As D&C says... The blessing of that commandment includes 'peace in this life and life eternal in the world to come.'  .... DUDE.  PEACE AND LIFE ETERNAL. LIKE... BRO. DO IT.

Anyways, I love you all.  Thanks to all that wrote me... You're all wonderful.  The Merit Missionaries, Steph, Joy, Lizzie, Bishop, Ashley, Cristina, Blythe, Neys, Jessi, Kailey, Emma-Lee, the Fam... I love you guys.  Have an incredible year of 2015.  I'll be keeping you all posted on everything that happens here.  Make your goals and FOLLOW THEM! :D  Every day! Seriously... Do it.  You have everything in your favor.

Elder Kristian Huff

Song of the Week - Misty Mountain