This morning it was Sunday so, of course, we went looking for a church to attend. The first one we went to suggested we go somewhere else. Not because they didn't like us, but because they found out we were on a Spanish-speaking mission. So we went to the stake center and visited another ward that had a Spanish-speaking group. They meet with the English-speaking ward for the sacrament, and then, are dismissed for their own group meeting. Things were going well getting to know them (10-12 members) until they asked us to speak. Sister Huddleston gave a good talk and I bore my testimony. Our first speaking assignment on our mission and in Spanish. I have faith this will get easier.
The rest of the day was spent traveling to Wichita Falls, Texas. We ran into some ice-covered roads so it was slower than anticipated but we kept the driving shorter than usual.
The first cotton fields I have ever seen. Sister Huddleston borrowed a cotton ball from the field which we will return on our way home.
A rest area near Wichita Falls. Note the sign warning to beware of rattlesnakes. Of course, there were no snakes this time of year but we kept a look-out, just in case.
I've read from the beginning to travel day 4. This was my favorite entry far. It is so awesome to hear you guys were willing to step up and speak impromptu at that ward meeting. I'm sure you will have many more opportunities such as this. Also loved hearing about Mom "borrowing" that tuft of cotton and the rattlesnake warning sign posted on a snow covered ground. Keep 'em coming, Dad!
ReplyDeleteI am sure the cotton field brought back memories to my sister. I was 3 - 4 years old when we lived in Texas and I remember the cotton fields. Thank you for sharing and I look forward to reading your blog.
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