tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56530781418671685372024-03-12T17:00:25.474-06:00The SoundtrackCydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-45837238927625867612014-04-10T17:13:00.000-06:002014-04-10T17:13:06.709-06:00January - MarchI never said this was gonna be a weekly thing... but here's what I did in January-March, according to my iphone.<br />
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Over Christmas break, my best friend Haddy came down from New Jersey and we got to test out their new snow shoeing gear up AF canyon. So much fun!</div>
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In February, I went to a super cute V-day bash that these cuties hosted! I have some lovely friends.</div>
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For MLK jr holiday, I headed up to Tetonia, Idaho with some friends. We had such a great time playing games and watching movies. I also drove a snowmobile for the very first time.</div>
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I tried chicken and waffles for the first time. Delish. </div>
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...And I took some lovely pics up in SLC. Can you believe I edited these with my phone?</div>
Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-28153230494673466392014-03-19T17:41:00.001-06:002014-03-19T17:41:10.714-06:00End of 2013 Ok guys, I'm gonna make another attempt at this blogging thing. I've been thinking of all the reasons that I had a blog before my mission and why I kept it up for so long. I came to one simple conclusion: I blogged because I wanted to <i>remember.</i> I don't have any opinions to express, I don't want to post about my outfits, I just want to document my lil ol' life so that one day, I can look back and be flooded with sweet memories. Do I care if anyone reads this? Nah. I know I at least have 2 loyal readers, and they are my parents. So, here we go again guys.<br />
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To catch you up, here are some pics of the end of 2013!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I celebrated my 23rd birthday with my besties in October.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made 3 wonderful friends at my new apartment</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We celebrated K. Milli's birthday.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paige and I went to the Lower Lights Christmas concert. <i>So good.</i></td></tr>
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<br />Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-77139321808972473202013-09-12T20:46:00.002-06:002013-09-12T20:46:45.017-06:00As of Late...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This past week has been really great. First, I had a mission reunion, where I got to catch up with some pretty cool kids. We really are so lucky to be living so close to each other.<br />
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I went to the Texas vs BYU game and cheered our team on to victory from the SIDE LINES. Nice, right? It was there that we got to chill with Jimmer, Brandon Davies, Jackson Emery, and Charles Abouo, no big, right? (joke, it actually was a <i>pretty big</i> deal)<br />
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I also started my new job!! I'm officially a medical assistant at Pediatric Care, where I give shots to innocent babies all day. Sad, right? But it pays really well and they are flexible with my schedule... so needless to say, I'm pretty happy right now.<br />
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Well, I'm home! I think I need to be better on this blogging thing. I'm sure things will settle down when school starts back up (tomorrow, ah!! I'm so excited!).<br />
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Mexico was so relaxing and so fun. We go there about every year and a half, so we're pretty seasoned in the whole Cancun scene. We know where to eat, where to shop, and where to visit. So, because of that, I didn't take too many pictures. But if you want to see more pictures about my previous adventures in Cancun, go <a href="http://www.cydsqui.blogspot.com/search/label/mexico">here</a>.<br />
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It was so nice for me just to relax. I read the <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/series/57530-divergent">Divergent </a>series (well the two books that are out) and <i>I am obsessed.</i></div>
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All and all, it was a fun, relaxing trip. Now I'm all moved out and settled in to my new apartment, ready for a new semester in school. I can't wait to get back into the byu scene.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">Some spanish music for ya... here's Sol Pereyra</span>Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-79802845976411603922013-08-25T20:58:00.000-06:002013-08-25T20:58:00.592-06:00Traveling.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey peepes. I'm still alive here... just having a good old time here in Cancun. More on my adventures to come!</div>
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Annnnd we're back. This week's awkwards and awesomes are all RM themed. (That's 'returned missionary' fyi) Here we go....<br />
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<li>Figuring out how the washer, dryer and dishwasher work again. What button is it again?</li>
<li>The most common question I've been asked? "What are your plans now?"</li>
<li>Another common question: "So how was your mission?" Me: "Ummm.... good?" Honestly, how am I supposed to answer that? Missions are like mini lives. It's like asking, "So, how have the last 10 years been?" Good?</li>
<li>It was so weird coming back and seeing how technologically advanced everyone is... how EVERYONE has an iphone and all this instagramming and snapchatting stuff.</li>
<li>Speaking of technological advances, this one right here got an iphone. Yeah, that sure was a blast trying to figure out the first few days. <i>What do I do with this space phone?</i></li>
<li>How my eye twitched for 2 weeks from straight up fatigue. <i>No I am not winking at you. So sorry.</i></li>
<li>Getting tired around 7, and waking up without fail at 3:15am for about 6 days. </li>
<li>The strange sensation that my mission was just a dream and that I never left. </li>
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<li>Carpet!! Seriously, this was me about 5 seconds after I walked into my house.</li>
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<li>Being alone Driving alone. Sleeping alone. Reading alone. Walking alone. <i>I like being alone</i>. </li>
<li>annnddd.... seeing all my family and friends. Only a <i>little</i> awesome, right? :)</li>
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We've got lots of catching up to do... so keep your shorts on and be patient with me while I try and update this thing. I'll be headed to Mexico tomorrow, so it might be a bit!<br />
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Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-55320342626669581162013-08-18T20:08:00.000-06:002018-12-15T01:18:29.250-07:00ASADO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Asado means BBQ in Argentina, y'all. So the day after I got home, my parents threw a little party and I was so so happy when a bunch of my mission buddies showed up!<br />
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Cousin Greg served his mission in Brazil and learned how to do Brazilian BBQ... man this stuff is amazing. Head and shoulders above Rodizios. It was so good to see so many people from the mission and to connect with old friends.<br />
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Well that's a wrap, folks. As you've probably noticed, we're back on the old blog look. *Sniffle. I'm so happy you all were able to follow me on this little adventure, and I hope that you'll stay tuned for this next exciting stage in my life.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">We're back to posting some good music... here's 'Boys with Girlfriends'</span>Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-10947559871819106692013-08-15T11:57:00.000-06:002018-12-15T01:24:02.064-07:00One Last Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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- So I promised I would write one last post on my last week in the mission. The exciting news is that on Sunday the 28th of July, Margarita got baptized! But man, that was one heck of a baptism. We got a call on Saturday night telling us that there was no hot water for the font! They said the baptism may not happen and we were so bummed. On Sunday morning, Margarita came all prepped and ready with a skirt and her nice shoes on and we were honestly praying for a miracle... and that's what happened. Something that was once broken started working and we were able to fill the font with warm water. What a miracle right?? Margarita was baptized and it was a perfect way to end my time in Toay. I also was able to fulfill a goal of mine...at the beginning of my mission I made the goal to baptize in every area and with every companion. And I am so happy/blessed I was able to have this baptism with Hermana Vawdrey! I will miss her!!<br />
- The whole rest of the week was full of goodbyes and lots of people wanting to give me food. We even had lunch with our favorite investigators, Juan and Cristina... they are so great!!<br />
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- So on Sunday night, I left Toay with all my suitcases and headed to the terminal. My bus left at 4am and everything was so surreal. We got to Bahia at like 9 in the morning and went straight to the office to weigh our suitcases and have our last interviews with President. My interview was the absolute best. I asked President to give me a blessing and it was the absolute best decision I have ever made. It was the sweetest and clearest blessing and I will always hold that near to my heart. After finally having the chance to shower, Hna Gonzalez and I went off to Villa Mitre 2 so I could visit some people. I was able to see Tatiana and Erika and found out they would be off to the temple that week to do baptisms... SO GREAT!! I also saw a few more families in the ward and it was just so nice to be back in my old area and say goodbye.<br />
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- That night we had FHE at the Presidents house and everything just felt like a dream. We shared our testimonies for the last time as missionaries and had asado. Our gift from President was a bound book of all our letters we had written to him throughout our missions. It was funny to look back and see how terrible my Spanish was when I first started! After that we went home and tried to sleep... that didn't work too well, but that's ok. The next morning, we got picked up and we headed to the airport. Everything was so surreal and sad.<br />
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-When we got to Buenos Aires, we met up with all the leaving groups... from Cordoba and Mendoza and ate lunch. We also met the new missionaries going to Bahia Blanca! Then we were all shipped off to the temple. We got to see one of our old APs there and he was able to do a session with us! Such a sweet experience for us all.<br />
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- The temple was so beautiful but we couldn't enjoy it because we had to rush outta there and get to the airport. Then we found out that the Bahia Blanca group wouldn't be leaving that day... I know, ahh! Our luggage (which was sent by ground transportation) didn't make it in time so we would be staying an extra day. We were all pretty bummed, but mostly just scared to have to call our moms and tell them the news! So, there was about 18 of us... and I was the only sister. Ha, awkward.... but at least the Elders were pretty cool. We had to stay in a hotel that night, and I had to sleep in a room by myself... which was very strange, still being a missionary and all. The next day we were able to do a tour of Buenos Aires and see the sights. At last we were able to get on the plane... all of us pretty ready to go home. </div>
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- Those two flights... from Buenos Aires to Atlanta, and then Atlanta to Salt Lake...were the absolute longest flights of my life. 8 of us finally made it to Utah and we were all so excited and nervous. We booked it through the terminal, ignoring all the excited pointing from fellow Utah mormons and made it to the escalator. I tried filming everything but my hands were so shaky I couldn't! </div>
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-Seeing my parents and family and friends was amazing. I was just crying and shaking so much! It made me think of how our "homecoming" will be when we finally make it back to our heavenly parents. I imagine that the pure joy I felt on that day in the airport will be magnified when I run in to my Father in Heaven's arms. How sweet will be that reunion?</div>
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-Well there you have it... my journey home. I'm sad that this chapter of my life is ending, but I am so so excited for the next one to begin. Missions are a funny thing. You're out there, preaching the gospel day in and day out and if you let it, it starts changing you. Little by little, until you look back and realize you're not the same person you were before you left. Like they say, you only have 18 months to serve and an eternity to think about it. And in these last two weeks I have thought about my mission every day. I am so grateful I had this opportunity to serve.</div>
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I'm HOME. More to come later.Cydneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13900485489621404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-10602948804533191542013-07-22T16:11:00.000-06:002013-09-12T20:56:21.804-06:00Fin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm sitting here in this cold cyber, blowing on my fingers every few seconds and thinking about what I could possibly write to wrap this up. My heart is racing, and well, I've tried pretty hard not to be trunky in my emails... but seeing as it's my LAST week, I'm just gonna say "I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU GUYS NEXT WEEK!!!! WAHOOO!!!!!!!!!" </div>
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- Let's start with the usual, ok? The funny. So one day we were walking to a cita (appointment) during the siesta. So you know, during the siesta there is NO ONE around. Everything is closed. People are sleeping. Hardly anyone in the streets. So we're walking in the middle of this neighborhood (AND all of the members had traveled to the temple), and lately the air has been so dry and cold... anyway! We're walking, and my nose just starts bleeding... like furiously. And I'm sitting there holding my nose with blood just all over my hands and face going "what do we do!? what can we do!!" and Hna Vawdrey is just busting up. So we go knock on some door, wake some poor lady up... and when she opened the door with this "what do you want" look, she saw ME... and haha, you should have seen her face!!! I asked her for some paper, and she gave me two paper towels and shut the door in our face! I was laughing so hard. We had to go back to the pension (apt) to clean myself up, and you won't believe the stares I got... people were probably thinking, 'those crazy Mormons... fighting with the people..." :-)<br />
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- It is SO DANG COLD. Yesterday it was like 14 degrees and SO WINDY with freezing rain. I wanted to DIE. I kept thinking... I'm so glad it's summer at home and I only have to be cold for a few more days. Before we left yesterday, Hermana Vawdrey and I put on like 5 layers... I said, "Are we going skiing or are we going to preach the gospel?" I'm wearing thermals right now. In July. Yeah. I don't wanna talk about it. </div>
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- SO MARGARITA! We are hoping we can get her baptized on Sunday! Maybe! She is so great and willing but her understanding is mas o menos. BUT we are patient and she is finally starting to get stuff. She came to church yesterday too!</div>
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- We had interviews with Presidente on Friday and it was just so fun! I walk in and he goes, "la famosa Hermana Squire!!!" (*the famous Hermana Squire) and we just laughed the whole time. He gave me some great advice for my last week. I'm so grateful for President. He's amazing.</div>
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- So, we have been working with a great couple, Juan Carlos and Cristina. They were a reference from the Patriarch and live in the NICEST house I have ever taught in. They are AWESOME. Cristina is more ready than Juan, but they BOTH have such good questions. Cristina told us she read 3 Nephi, but didn't pray to ask if it was true. At first we were bummed, but then she said, "I felt that I didn't need to...I was reading and it just made sense. I just knew it was true." SO GREAT! They need to get married, so I'll be looking forward to seeing those fruits in the future. Juan has Mormon cousins that live in Utah that keep bugging him to go see them, so I said, "if you go, you can come visit me!" They were all down for that. When they found out that I was leaving, they got all sad and invited me to lunch on Saturday. So sweet! This week is going to be full of a lot of "lasts" and a LOT of food.</div>
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- Just some last thoughts. As I was sitting on the bus this morning on the way to Santa Rosa for some trunky shopping, watching a little boy lick the window while sitting on his mom's lap (she definitely wasn't stopping him), I thought about how much I was going to miss this place: the 5 people squished on a motorcycle, dogs everywhere, dog POOP everywhere, 80's style.... then there are the <b>people</b>. These people have become my <b>FAMILY</b> for the past 16ish months, and my heart aches to leave them. I love them soooo much. I have loved my mission and I can honestly say that I couldn't have done anything more amazing with my life than serve a mission. I have learned so much and grown so much. "La gran Misión Bahia Blanca" has humbled me, molded me, tried me, taught me to trust in and rely on the Lord, and taught me to see people's true worth. I am so grateful to have been a tool in the Lord's hands to serve His children in Argentina. The scriptures speak better than I can, so here's a couple of verses from Alma 26:</div>
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<a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="29" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">29 </span><b>And we have entered into their houses and taught them, and we have taught them in their streets</b>; yea, and we have taught them upon their hills; and we have also entered into their temples and their <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote52" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=29a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">synagogues</a> and taught them; and we have been cast out, and mocked, and spit upon, and smote upon our cheeks; and we have been <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote53" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=29b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">stoned</a>, and taken and bound with <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote54" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=29c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">strong</a> cords, and cast into prison; and through the power and wisdom of God we have been delivered again.</div>
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<a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="35" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">35 </span>Now have we not reason to rejoice? Yea, I say unto you, there never were men that had so great reason to rejoice as we, since the world began; yea, and my joy is carried away, even unto boasting in my God; for he has all <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote61" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=35a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">power</a>, <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote62" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=35b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">all</a> wisdom, and all understanding; he comprehendeth all things, and he is a <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote63" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=35c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">merciful</a> Being, even unto salvation, to those who will repent and believe on his name.</div>
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<a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="36" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">36 </span>Now if this is <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote64" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=36a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">boasting</a>, even so will I boast;<b> for this is my life and my light, my joy and my salvation, and my redemption</b> from everlasting wo. Yea, blessed is the name of my God, who has been mindful of this people, who are a <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote65" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=36b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">branch</a> of the tree of Israel, and has been <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote66" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=36c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">lost</a> from its body in a strange land; yea, I say,<b> blessed be the name of my God, who has been mindful of us, <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">d</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote67" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=36d" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit;" target="_blank">wanderers</a> in a strange land</b>.</div>
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<a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="37" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">37 </span>Now my brethren, we see that God is <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote68" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=37a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">mindful</a> of every <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/26?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote69" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=26&noteID=37b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">people</a>, whatsoever land they may be in; yea, he numbereth his people, and his bowels of mercy are over all the earth. <b>Now this is my joy, and my great thanksgiving; yea, and I will give thanks unto my God forever.</b> Amen.</div>
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Shoutouts: </div>
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This is just gonna be a general shout out to ALL of you who wrote me an email. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I am just in awe and so happy right now. Thank you, thank you. Maybe you will miss my emails, but GUESS WHAT!? I have a blog (<a href="http://cydsqui.blogspot.com/" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">cydsqui.blogspot.com</a>) where I will continue doing updates on my life. It may not be spiritual all of the time, but hey, if you wanna keep reading, follow me on my blog. I'll be doing a post for what happened the last week in the mission.</div>
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Thank you all SO much for supporting me in this amazing journey... For your endless prayers on my behalf... they have kept me going these 18 months. I hope that when I come home, you can all see the change that it has made in me. Because of <b>these people</b> and because of <b>this mission</b>, I will never be the same.</div>
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I will end with the words of one of my favorite disciples, Paul: "<a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="6" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"></a><span class=""></span>For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished <span class="">my</span> course, I have kept the faith."<br />
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See you at the finish line,</div>
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Hey goobie goobs. How´s life? </div>
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<br />-Things are pretty good here. We are just work workin away and having a blast doing it. Hna Vawdrey and I laugh together a LOT. </div>
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- She talks in her sleep...like BAD. (like the other hna vawdrey!! how weird) So two nights ago i wake up at 2am to her talking... and this is how it goes:</div>
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V: Nuestro Padre celestial quiere comunicar con usted...</div>
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S: hmm?</div>
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V: mumbles.... (later I find out she said "why am i teaching?")</div>
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S: What´s next?</div>
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V: I don´t remember</div>
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S: *thinking*... la fe</div>
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V: I have to go to the bathroom....</div>
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S: are you awake????</div>
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V: wait, were you messing with me??</div>
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And that´s how it went... we laughed so hard. </div>
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- You know how sometimes you have district leaders that just make you wanna scream? Yeah, that´s pretty fun. Well, this is how you deal with it... when you get tired of talking to him, you pass the phone to your companion who struggles understanding spanish, and listen while he gets a little frustrated thinking of simpler ways to say things. Then you stifle your laughs and feel a little happier. (just a side note, we DO have to take turns speaking with the DL every night)</div>
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- SO anyway... this week we´ve been passing by old investigators and we found a golden one. Margarita. She is just the sweetest thing who has been through some tough times. She has already been to church in the past and everyone knows her! And I was all, why have you not been bap-tized? (NACHOOOOO!) So she came to church yesterday and just loved it.She told us that ever since we started teaching her she just feels so much peace and feels so happy. Pray for her!</div>
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- You know whats funny? It seems like when missionaries finally get the hang of what they´re doing, they get the boot. Funny how that happens. I´m convinced its so that we can remain humble. I still have to rely on the Spirit 100%... when plan A, B, and C fall through and I´m in the middle of the street sometimes i´m just like, Ok Lord, what do we need to do? And he always seems to guide us right where we need to be. It´s crazy how sensitive I have become to the spirit... I can feel it´s power when I teach and when inspired questions come to my mind.</div>
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- SO I was reading in Jacob 5 this morning. And I LOVE it.. here's some verses that stuck out:<br /><br /><a class="" href="" name="62" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">62 </span>Wherefore, let us go to and labor with our might this last time, for behold the end draweth nigh, and this is for the last time that I shall<sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote62" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=62a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">prune</a> my vineyard.<br /><div class="" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;">
<a class="" href="" name="70" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">70 </span>And it came to pass that the Lord of the vineyard sent his <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote68" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=70a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">servant</a>; and the servant went and did as the Lord had commanded him, and brought other <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote69" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=70b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">servants</a>; and they were <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote70" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=70c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">few</a>.</div>
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<a class="" href="" name="71" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">71 </span>And the Lord of the vineyard said unto them: Go to, and <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote71" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=71a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">labor</a> in the vineyard, with your might. For behold, this is the <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote72" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=71b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">last time</a> that I shall <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote73" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=71c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">nourish</a> my vineyard; for the end is nigh at hand, and the season speedily cometh; and if ye labor with your might with me ye shall have joy in the fruit which I shall lay up unto myself against the time which will soon come.</div>
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<a class="" href="" name="74" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">74 </span>And thus they labored, with all diligence, according to the commandments of the Lord of the vineyard, even until the bad had been cast away out of the vineyard, and the Lord had preserved unto himself that the trees had become again the natural fruit; and they became like unto <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote74" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=74a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">one</a> body; and the fruits were equal; and the Lord of the vineyard had preserved unto himself the natural fruit, which was most precious unto him from the beginning.</div>
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<a class="" href="" name="75" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="">75 </span>And it came to pass that when the <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote75" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=75a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">Lord</a> of the vineyard saw that his fruit was good, and that his vineyard was no more corrupt, he called up his servants, and said unto them: Behold, for this last time have we nourished my vineyard; and thou beholdest that I have done according to my will; and I have preserved the natural fruit, that it is good, even like as it was in the beginning. And <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote76" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=75b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">blessed</a> art thou; for because ye have been diligent in laboring with me in my vineyard, and have kept my commandments, and have brought unto me again the<sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote77" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=75c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">natural</a> fruit, that my vineyard is no more corrupted, and the bad is cast away, behold ye shall have <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">d</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/jacob/5?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote78" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=jacob&chapterUri=5&noteID=75d" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">joy</a> with me because of the fruit of my vineyard.</div>
Well, this is the last time I get to labor in this part of the Lord´s vineyard for "the end is nigh at hand" and I must "labor with my might" and with "all diligence", so that when I hit that finish line, He can tell me "blessed art thou; ... ye have been diligent in laboring with me in my vineyard and kept my commandments" </div>
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SHOUTOUTS: HOLY EMAIL LOVE!!!!! Thanks y´all for sendin! Grandparents Squire, Texas peeps, Paige, Taylor, Fernandez Family, Jamie Brown, Anna, Natalie, Nancy.... It´s totally fine that you waited until I had two weeks left... jaja just kidding. </div>
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Happy birthday to Dave! </div>
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And happy anniversary Tyler and Ashley! Alright adrienne and troy, I'm excited to go to Mexico with y'all! Stop being trunky! And listen, I DO know a buttload of crap about the gospel, okay? So listen, next Monday is my last week emailing from the field. SO if you wanna, you can send your "last words" to me. I´d love that. Hey, behave and remember that I love ya.<br /></div>
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- So I forgot to say that last week when we went to Bahia, we had a few hours free to work. So what did I do? I mosied on over to Villa Mitre 2. SO GLAD I DID!!! I got to see Erika... she's doing SO WELL. And then I surprised another hermana in her Kiosco. She started crying when she saw me...so sweet! Then I saw another Hermano in the street walking back to the office... it was SO great to hear that everyone is doing good! Then, an Elder serving in Puerto was there doing his tramites (paperwork) and so I got the DL on what's going on over there. Juan Enrique, my cute little grandpa, got the priesthood and blessed the sacrament! Amazing right? He's going around doing his home teaching and going to church faithfully. SO GREAT! Everyone is doing well in Puerto.</div>
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- On Wednesday, we had a zone meeting. They asked us leaving missionaries to share our testimonies and I was like, WHAT! Already? I feel like they're giving me the boot! It also doesn't help that the members are already counting down the days and saying how much they'll miss me... and I'm all "I'M STILL HERE, PEOPLE!" Sheesh I swear, everyone is trunkier than I am. </div>
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- Remember when I told y'all I was sick? Well, after I left the cyber on Monday we started to work. We walked for a little bit, and then my intestines started freaking out! I seriously was doubled over in the street... I think I freaked out my companion... so we went home. That night was probably the worst night ever... I had a 101 fever and my intestines were tying themselves in knots. I have never felt such intense pain. I was SO THIRSTY but every time I drank, my stomach went in knots and it went right through me. I didn't sleep all night. It was terrible. In the morning, I called some members, and they came over. They gave me a blessing and then took me to the hospital. I had gone my WHOLE MISSION without going to the hospital and without major health problems... and I did NOT want to go to the hospital in Argentina. They're so sketchy... blood on the floor, dogs inside...So luckily this one wasn't so bad. But we waited forever... so these sweet members used their OWN insurance and took me to see a private practice doctor in a clinic. I felt so blessed to have them take care of me. Well, basically the doctor said that I had a stomach flu like virus (ummm, sure.) and I needed to drink fluids and stay in bed. So that's what I did until Thursday. SO BORED! Hna Vawdrey got a cold so she was sick too... we just chilled in bed all bored and stuff (there are only SO MANY times I can watch the Joseph Smith Movie)... and me running to the bathroom every hour or so... yeah we couldn't do much work. I kept thinking, "one day I'm gonna look back at this experience and laugh... but today is not that day!" I may or may not have said many times "I want my mom!!" haha. So, after five days of being sick and five pounds lost... I'm all better now :)</div>
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janiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10828540066012015413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-39402285433241555252013-06-24T15:21:00.000-06:002013-06-24T15:21:16.835-06:00A little on the sickly side....<br />
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janiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10828540066012015413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-64545383560262990152013-06-17T17:58:00.000-06:002013-06-17T17:58:52.250-06:00You're Not Gonna Believe This One...............<br />
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- This morning I had to go to Toay with Hna Perdomo to get some stuff. We started talking to a lady that I always cross paths with, she's really sweet and we chat a bit before the collectivo. Well, I was praying for an opportunity to share something about the gospel with her... well, she just started talking about God and His patience with us, and BAM! We started talking about forgiveness and Christ and what He did for us... next thing I know, she's crying. She feels alone and overwhelmed. We tried to get her address, but she said she would look for us... not QUITE her time yet. But I was so amazed at how the Lord just puts people in our paths, RIGHT when they need us.</div>
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Ok, so we had quite the interesting morning today. We came to the cyber and my companion had some pretty strong "lady pains". Like way strong. She started passing out in the cyber and convulsing a little. I think the cyber man about had a heart attack... I was pretty calm... Adrenaline for sure... but yeah. Calm. Good thing I want to study medicine, right? So we called the ambulance and took her to the hospital. Turns out her BP dropped pretty low... but we're all good now. </div>
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- Anabela's 12 year old NIECE came to the baptism... she's gone to church in Santa Rosa a few times and loved it... and SHE CAME TO CHURCH WITH US YESTERDAY! Her mom is cool with us teaching her... so we will. She's coming to mutual this Saturday. WOO!</div>
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- Funny note: we found this man who practices the Indian culture here... all natural stuff and all. He told us that the plants are our brothers and sisters. He said, "for example, if I want to take a grapefruit from that tree, I'd have to say to it, "excuse me, my brother grapefruit, and then take it" I tried not to giggle.</div>
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- So this is the LAST week of the transfer.... supposedly there are a lot of new hermanas to come in... President might have me train again... but who knows.... I think this because in my last interview he told me "Hermana Squire... the mission cannot be without sister missionaries who know how to work like you do", so I think they're gonna get me again and that's o.k. But that's my guess... who knows what the Lord has in store for my last transfer.</div>
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- A few weeks ago we were walking in the street and a woman called out to us... she told us that missionaries stopped by a while ago and never came back... so we went last night and had a great lesson. She said... "I didn't want to call out to you because I was embarrassed... but something told me... these girls have something good for me." Her name is Mari. She works on Sundays. SO PRAY FOR HER! </div>
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- Shoutouts: JAKE. Good luck this week. You will be a great missionary. I am sad I won't see ya for 3.5 years, but that's okay. You will do wonders in Spain and I'm proud of you. Love you kid. </div>
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Happy Bday to JULIE SERNA AND ELLY BELLY! Hope you have great days! </div>
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janiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10828540066012015413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-18435592551394255892013-06-03T16:47:00.000-06:002013-06-03T16:47:19.174-06:00Puke Patrol<br />
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Well hello there my little goobers!<br /><br />How's life? Well... there's not much to report this week because my comp has been a little under the weather. First she got a cold... fever... cough, body aches... so at times she was dying in the streets and weak, so we had to stop by the house to let her rest. THEN, yesterday she got really sick. I'm pretty sure it was food poisoning... we were walking and she was like "ahhh I feel really sick"... </div>
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- This week we had some crazy wind. BOO WIND. Dirt in mouth and eyes! Bleh! There was some crazy weather because of a volcano in the south or something. Que sé yo...(what do I know)..... I don't watch the news. </div>
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1. <u>Diligent Scripture Study</u>- DIVING into the scriptures has helped me so much... and then APPLYING THEM. Keep a study journal. Read diligently EVERY DAY. Before the mission, when the Ensign came I was like, "cool, the Ensign". Now I'm like "IT´S CHRISTMAS!!!" And even more so with the conference editions. They are like my prized possession. Eat those babies up, people. MODERN DAY SCRIPTURE!</div>
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WELL HELLO THERE <b>DUNN</b> <b>FAMILY</b>! My mother just sent your family pics and can we just say MODELS? Love y'all. </div>
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Happy birthday this week to <b>Gail Berry</b> and to <b>Elizabeth Squire. </b></div>
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<b>Megan Davis</b>! Congrats on graduating! Woo! </div>
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And to <b>Ally, Syd and Jessica</b>... in my mind you three will always be 10 years old... I can't believe you all are graduated. I'm OLD. </div>
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<b>Kris</b>! Thanks for the email. I love you. </div>
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<b>TAHNEE</b> YOU ARE THE BEST. I LOVED YOUR EMAIL. AND My WORD those pics just killed me. YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. Send me more when you get them. </div>
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<b>Texas people</b>: HELLO!! </div>
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<b>SERNA CREW</b>! Thanks for the letter Robert, and thank you for the sweet things you wrote... in my heart I will always be Sister Squire!! Give the Serna Squirts a big Cydnee Squeeze :) </div>
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<b>TYLER</b> THANKS FOR THE EMAIL!!</div>
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<b>Hiatts</b>... I can't believe that Mikael is in driver´s ed. WHAT THE??</div>
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And a very special shoutout to<b> Mikayla McChesney and fam</b>... good luck in the MTC! And it's okay to think the first night "what did I get myself into"... everyone thinks that! But you will be great! Argentina needs Hermana McChesney right now!!<br /></div>
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Listen, I just love you all soooo much! Thanks for the support.<br /><br />Besitos!</div>
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( Meisha, Jill, Jenn and Suzie: I wanted to share this email of Cydnee's with you, since it specifically mentioned your daughters. :-))</div>
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Well it was just a lovely week here in Toay. But it's always pretty lovely here.</div>
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- First I wanna start out with some funny stuff. Yesterday we were eating with members, and we were eating jello for dessert. Well, the hermano said something funny, started laughing, and jello came out of his nose. I started crying because I was laughing so hard!!!</div>
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- NEXT! This one goes out to Taylor and Devon. I'm so happy Dev is in PERU right now! His emails are HILARIOUS and I seriously laugh out loud with every one. Reading about his arrival in Peru brought back many memories and I was just busting up remembering my travels to Argentina and my first day. </div>
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I was TRAVEL leader of our little group that left one day late. We got to Buenos Aires, and there was the mission president waiting for a group of missionaries, and they were like WELCOME!!! And started hugging us... and we were like... we're going to Bahia Blanca... haha awkward. So these two men came up to us and one was like "Elders, Hermana, follow". So we did and one of the Elders got sent in a car somewhere alone... and me and the two other Elders were like "oh what the heck"... and then the man took us to McDonalds. He kept saying things in Spanish and the Elders kept looking at me... and I was all "I don't know what he's saying either!" </div>
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So then we drive to another airport and get on a plane to Bahia, and I basically passed out on the window for an hour. We get there and Presidente and Hermana Detlefsen are waiting for us with our companions. Lots of hugs, me, confused and tired....pictures... and then I get in the car with my companion and with Presidente to head to the office. Presidente drove SO CRAZY and I thought, "Flip, I'm gonna die before I even start the mission!!" ... but we made it to the office... had orientation, and we were about to head off to the terminal to get to the area at like 8:30 at night... </div>
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All I managed to say was "wait, I'm hungry!!" and one of the asistentes stole a box of pizza from the cultural hall as we were heading out the door. We made it to the terminal, loaded my suitcases on the bus, and headed off to the area... I was left confused and looking out the window thinking... what have I gotten myself into??.... </div>
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- We also found a really really great 15 year old girl. Her name is Laura and MAN the spirit was so strong in that lesson. She felt it for sure, she kept smiling during the lesson. You can tell that she is a really great girl and I'm excited to teach her.</div>
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- SO! My sweet mother sent me the conference edition of the Ensign and I've been studying every talk pretty thoroughly. I read the talk by Sister Dalton and I loved it. Here's a quote that I loved "As (children) of God we are each unique and different in our circumstances and experiences. And yet our part matters- because WE matter". Love love love. It doesn't matter what part you have... but your part MATTERS! </div>
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I've been thinking about "my part" lately. How blessed am I for the privilege to be a daughter. A sister. A friend. A neighbor. And the most important part I can play right now... A missionary and representative of our Savior Jesus Christ. I'm trying to "act well my part," every blessed day that I have here on the mission.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><b>ANNA!</b> THANK YOU FOR THE LETTER! Oh how I love you... and I can't wait to meet Evelyn... </span></div>
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<b>The defining ingredients are <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maize" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Maize">corn</a>, some form of meat (usually beef, but sometimes <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beef_jerky" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Beef jerky">beef jerky</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chorizo" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Chorizo">chorizo</a>), and vegetables. Other ingredients vary widely, and typically include <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onion" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Onion">onion</a>, beans, squash or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pumpkin" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Pumpkin">pumpkin</a>. It is mainly eaten in winter.</b></div>
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<b>In Argentina it spread from the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuyo_(Argentina)" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Cuyo (Argentina)">Cuyo</a> region to the rest of the country. It is considered a national dish<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-1" style="line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Locro#cite_note-1" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;">[1]</a></sup> and is often served on May 25, the anniversary of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/May_Revolution" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="May Revolution">May Revolution</a>. A red hot sauce made from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cayenne_pepper" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Cayenne pepper">red peppers</a> and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paprika" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Paprika">paprika</a> known as <i>quiquirimichi</i> is served sometimes on the side.)</b></div>
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- Well, it was a normal week here in Toay. We've been inviting a lot of people to get baptized, now the only thing they have to do is come to church :) Haha, biggest struggle in the mission. We have been finding some REALLY great people, and I'm just so stoked to see what the Lord has in store for them. </div>
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- Anabela and Luisa. Anabela's mom, sister, and niece are converts. They were referrals from the sister, who just got baptized last month. THEY ARE GREAT! In these last few lessons they've been really attentive, asking great questions, and are reading and praying. Problem, they go to Santa Rosa every weekend to see the mom... but they do go to church with them. THEY NEED TO COME TO CHURCH HERE! So we're working on that. Next problem: There are 6 (SIX) children in that house <u>under</u> the age of 7... so our lessons are like: "Ok, you teach and I will draw Mickey Mouse. Ok, your turn... where are we??" And dodging flying objects being thrown by a 3 year old demon... BUT we will do <b>anything</b> for these sweet girls!</div>
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<b>TAYLOR YOU ARE NOW THE BEST CAT IN THE UNITED STATES!!!! </b></div>
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<b>Paige</b>... still waiting...... gooberface. </div>
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<b>TAHNEE</b> YOU ARE NOW A MARRIED WOMAN. AHHH I want pics! </div>
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<b>***Attention all friends****:</b> Now 5 of my besties have gotten married while I'm in the mission. </div>
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<b>AUNT LORI</b> thank you for the email! I'm so glad Jake got his Visa! He's gonna be a stellar missionary! </div>
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<b>Tio Hector</b>, thank you for the email! </div>
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<b>VAWDREY!</b> I sure love you. I MISS YA! </div>
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<b>Hna SKWYAH!</b></div>
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Hope you all had a good Mother's Day. I forgot to do a little shoutout to all the moms out there, especially mine! I'm grateful for my mom and all the mother figures in my life. Thank you for all you do!</div>
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-Well! We had quite the week! Yesterday I got to talk with my sweet parents! I really didn't know what to say, haha. And I sorta struggled a little bit... "uhhhh, ehhhh....." haha.</div>
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- SOOO! We had a baptism on Saturday... YUP, LEO GOT BAPTIZED! (well, it wasn't really MY baptism, we were just there to watch... but the way that I see it is that the baptisms we witness as missionaries aren't OUR baptisms, but the Lord's).</div>
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We weren't planning on that but when we had an appointment last week he was like, "listen, hermanas, I want to get baptized this week". So, what did we do? We whipped out all the folletos and got to teaching. He already was familiar with everything so we just reviewed, committed, and BAM! Water. He got married on Friday and baptized on Saturday. Both he and Paola were so happy. They are now working on getting to the temple. </div>
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- On Friday, we got up at 2 in the morning to travel to Bahia Blanca where we had a mission conference with Elder Zeballos. IT WAS AMAZING. The best so far. Hermana Parreño talked about the things that hurt us now... the blisters, sore feet and legs, tired backs, the heat, the cold... will exalt us when we leave. We have to pass through these things in the mission so that we can leave happy. I know I should be more like Paul, and "glory in my tribulations". President talked about deep doctrine, about the Plan of Salvation. It was like WOW, I'm gonna have to explain it in the next letter cuz I´m short on time. Hermana Zeballos said something that I really loved. She had an apple and cut it in half and asked us what it had to do with missionary work. We made our guesses and she told us, "You can count how many seeds are in an apple, but you can´t count how many apples will come from one seed". As missionaries, we plant seeds everywhere. Sometimes we are able to see them sprout and bring forth fruit, other times, no. </div>
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Story time. in Pringles, my companion and I worked with a menos activo family every week while we were there, but we never saw any progression... this week, my mom got a facebook message from my trainer, Hermana Israelsen. The hermano had sent her this message:</div>
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"Buenos días Hermana! como le va??? le cuento algo ya hace un mes que asisto a la capilla junto con mis hijos, Andrea fue a la conferencia general y este domingo asistió a la capilla. Ya tengo un llamamiento soy el secretario ejecutivo de la rama y el domingo me sostienen. Hacemos las noches de hogar, oramos y compartimos las escrituras en mi casa. Quería que lo supiera porque esto es producto de su trabajo aquí, su semilla quedo plantada y esta dando frutos, Muchas gracias por habernos ayudado.!" </div>
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**************translation: "Good morning Sister! How are you? I want to tell you something. It has been one month since I have been to church along with my children. Andrea went to General Conference and this last Sunday she went to church. I already have a calling. I am the executive secretary of the Branch and this Sunday, I will be sustained. We have Family Home Evening, we pray and we share/study the scriptures in our house. I wanted you to know this because it is the product/result of your work here; your seed was planted here and it is giving forth fruit. Thank you for having helped us!"*******************</div>
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I am SOOO happy. To you missionaries.... sometimes we sow and we sow and we sow... we plant seeds all over and sometimes we don't get to see them grow. But some of them DO grow. This is evidence that they do. Sometimes we get frustrated when we don't see any results. My cousin Greg told me " Remember you decided to be a missionary despite what your ´results´ would be". So true. I have to remind myself of that daily.</div>
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- One scripture to finish up. This is in 2 Nephi 33:3-4, but I'm gonna change the words up a bit "<span class="">3 </span>But I, {Cydnee}, have written what I have written, and I esteem it as of great <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/33?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote5" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=2-ne&chapterUri=33&noteID=3a" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">worth</a>, and especially unto my {family and my friends}. For I <sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/33?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote6" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=2-ne&chapterUri=33&noteID=3b" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">pray</a> continually for them by day, and mine<sup class="" style="line-height: 17px;">c</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/33?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote7" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=2-ne&chapterUri=33&noteID=3c" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer;" target="_blank">eyes</a> water my pillow by night, because of them; and I cry unto my God in faith, and I know that he will hear my cry.<br />
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KRISTEN FINALLY YOU WROTE ME!! (whose the best cat in the United States... it´s you, champer damper, it's you!). </div>
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Taylor, Paige, <b>EMAIL ME! Goobers. </b></div>
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Serna family! Thank you for the email! Cool lizard!!! I like the name Draco... only because it reminds me of Harry Potter :) Leah, thank you for the drawing! Thanks Tio Hector!</div>
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Fernuik family! Thank you for the letter and for all the postcards! I love seeing where you're all going! </div>
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Myranda Thurman! Thanks for the email! I hope all is well with your family :) </div>
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Tyler, thanks for the email and for constantly giving me advice.</div>
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- Well, I know that I do this shout out business at the end of the emails, but this deserves something more special... here's to my DAD! New FIRST COUNSELOR IN THE BISHOPRIC! Wow. Is it allowed to be proud of your parents?? Because I am. I am SOOO HAPPY for you dad. You are a humble servant of the Lord, and I can't think of a better man for the job. For those of you who know my dad, he serves and serves and serves so quietly and humbly and never expects anything in return. He loves our Savior. He strives to be like Him everyday. He loves his girls. He takes care of us and carries our shopping bags (while stopping to look at the electronics ;) ) and watches chick flicks with us. He makes me freshly squeezed orange juice every morning when I'm living at home. He makes us waffles every Sunday. He sends me a handwritten letter EVERY SINGLE WEEK with a hand made envelope. To this day, he has not missed a week, giving me many letters to cherish my whole life. I love my dad. He is the best. It took me too long to realize this... and sadly it took being in a different country for a year and a half to realize that. I always knew I wanted to marry someone that has my dad's qualities... poor kid has a lot to live up to :) I LOVE YOU DADDY!<br />
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- And while we're at it, someone once said that when they pick leaders for the church, they always think of the wife. So mom, congrats on being a first class lady. I'm excited to talk to you on Mother's Day. MAN! I have the best parents ever!! Seriously! I am one lucky kid! I regret being so onery as a teen! Man, sorry for that! Now everyone I meet... when I talk about my family I'm like... "yeah, my parents are pretty cool people". <br />
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- Ok some funny stories. So my companion has been sick this week with some stomach problems. I had to call the doctor of the area and he only speaks English. I was like, oh cool, that's fine, I speak English. Well, I was wrong. The whole time I was like "uhhh, ehhh,,, ummmmm" and Spanish kept slipping in! It was like the filter from my brain to my mouth didn't work! NO ME SALE INGLES! (**English is not coming out!) Then my comp said... "hermana, I think I can speak English better than you."... hahaha. Oh no. Mother's Day is going to be interesting....<br />
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- So in church yesterday, I was sitting there next to an investigator enjoying the testimonies. Then, a cute boy sat next to me. Real cute. Next thing I knew, he was holding my hand. Man, it's been a LOOONNG time since I've gotten that kind of affection. Did I mention he's the bishop's son? His name is Benjamin... and did I mention he's about 3 years old? Ahaha, hopefully I didn't startle anyone. But I've got a little admirer in the ward. :)<br />
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- OK! SO! We´ve been teaching an eternigator... a boyfriend of a member... that the missionaries have been teaching for like a year. WELL! They are getting married this Friday and we think he'll be getting baptized next week! WOO! His name is Leo... and he's such a good guy. He even bore his testimony yesterday. It was amazing.<br />
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- We are also teaching a married couple, Jorgelina and Cristian. They just had a baby girl about a month ago. SO CUTE. AHHHH BABIES! For some reason we just started talking about temples and eternal marriages and they loved it. Cristian started crying. Now we just have to get them to church. THEY WILL GET BAPTIZED I TELL YOU!!! They have so much potential it's insane! I already see Cristian as bishop! <br />
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- So. Ya'll know I've been pretty tired as of late. So I asked my amazing district leader if he could give me a blessing. This is the first time I've asked for una bendicion de fortaleza(**blessing of strength) in the mish (p.s. how blessed are we to have worthy priesthood holders wherever we go??) He blessed me to have strength in my legs and he said "te falta poco, pero tienes mucho para dar". (**you don't have much time left, but you have a lot to give**) I loved that. I felt the Spirit so strong then. I know I have so much to give! I just have to stay close to the Lord and interchange mis fuerzas por sus fuerzas. (***my strengths for His strengths). With His strength, I can sprint to the finish line, with "both of my index fingers pointing to the sky, not to glory in my own achievements, but in the act of praising my God" for giving me the strength to finish.<br />
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Y a la familia Ibarra y Familia Serna en Texas! Hace mucho mi mama me esta molestando para escribir en castellano... jeje. Les amo mucho! No puedo esperar hasta que podamos hablar cara a cara. Creo que sería más facíl para mi porque mi ingles es un garrón! (crap!) Estoy tan feliz que Dios me permitió aprender español en la misión, para que pueda hablar con ustedes. Que bendición. Que sigan bien y recuerdan que yo les amo. Gracias por el apoyo.<br />
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**(translation for last paragraph : "And to the Ibarra Family and Serna Family in Texas. For some time now, my mom has been bothering me to write some Castellano...ha ha. I love you so much! I cannot wait till we can speak face to face. I think that it will be so much easier because my English is 'crap'! I am so happy that the Lord allowed me to learn Spanish in the mission so that I could communicate with you all. What a blessing. I hope you continue to be well and remember that I love you. Thank you for your support."</div>
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How are ya! I'm doing pretty darn great. Flippin' EXHAUSTED but hey, that's missionary work for you. It's pretty great! You should try it sometime. :-)</div>
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<br />-Since I didn't have much time to write about Toay last time (and also because I didn't really get to know it yet) I'm gonna explain to you. Toay is about a 15 minute drive from Santa Rosa, the capital of La Pampa. It's a small farm town... it's a big area with not a bunch of houses, but a bunch of fields. I LOVE IT! The dirt here is like sand. Straight up sand. I pick burrs out of my skirts daily. There are pickups everywhere and farm animals in the yard! We got hissed at by a goose the other day, and I think it almost charged us. It was a close call. It's dryer here (thank goodness) and it's a lot more humble than Mar Del Plata. The people here are SO NICE! Always greeting you in the street, and the majority listen to us with respect, even if they aren't interested. </div>
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A lot of them live pretty humbly. They are hard workers and all around good people. And the members... WOW! I love them. Everyone is so excited to have Hermanas. Well, the sisters are the most excited because we can come in and eat with them... the other day we ate with some members and they fed us chicken... their own chickens! And today they gave us eggs. The hermana said, "don't ever buy eggs, we will give you some." These same members drove us to Santa Rosa today to check some prices on stuff for the apartment at a place like Walmart but on Steroids. It was the best! Then, the hermano installed our washing machine!!! I LOVE IT HERE!</div>
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- So the other night, our plans had fallen through and we were just walking around without direction. It was frustrating so we stopped in the corner and said a prayer, asking the Lord to guide us to someone who was prepared to receive the gospel. We walked past this girl outside smoking and my companion was looking at me and I was looking at her and she had this look on her face like, "ahhhh". So, we stopped on the corner and I said to my companion, "It was her wasn't it?" and she said "yes". So we went back, but she had gone inside. We then knocked on her door. She had company but we found out that she was atheist. She invited us to come back again. I thought it was interesting and amazing that the Lord would guide us to one of his daughters who didn't feel that He existed. I hope we get to teach her again, her name is Monica. Pray for her heart to be prepared for us. Lesson learned: Never delay a prompting!</div>
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Sometimes I feel like I have been called to swim in deep waters... but like the Joseph Smith movie says... "better deep than shallow". The Lord has trusted me to pass through my trials because He wants to shape me into a better person, and He knows that I will be able to pass through it. In the last few weeks, I feel like I have come to the end of my rope. But someone once told me "when you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on!" So that's what I'm doing. I've tied my knot and I'm hanging on with <b>both</b> hands!! </div>
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- Shoutouts: Happy Birthday to <b>my Vawdrey</b>!!! </div>
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<b>HUNTER DAVIS</b>! Congrats to your rocket team! Hey just remember your cousin Cyd when you become a famous rocket scientist. Man, my cousins are rockstars!</div>
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<b>Holmes' family and mission prep kids</b>! Thank you for the pkg and the note! Keep working hard and preparing for the best 18 months to 2 years of your life! </div>
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<b>TAHNEE!</b> I got your letter. You are the best. Also, I think I might have been in the same EFY group as Taylor when we were 14 or 15... I'm almost sure. Check on it. Email me. </div>
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<b>VENICE</b> YOU ARE MARRIED! I can't believe it. I LOVE YOU! Email me! And happy bday! </div>
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-Well. This last week was probably the longest and toughest of my mission so far. I´ll tell you why. It all started with Wednesday. We got a call around 1pm from our mission leader telling us that Mariana had passed away that morning. It was so sad. But she was suffering so much. The comforting thought is that she went from this world completely clean. One month ago today she was baptized... and that baptism was a miracle. She suffered so much, but knew that baptism was necessary. She knew it and we all knew it. So she went through with it, and now she is resting in paradise. That I know for sure. I'm so grateful that the Lord let me teach her. It was an amazing experience, and she is an example of perseverance.</div>
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- Later on Wednesday, we had Juan Enrique's baptismal interview. TODO BIEN. He passed. On the way home in the remise, our district leader called us and said there was EMERGENCY TRANSFERS: WHATTT!! NOOOO! He said we would be leaving THE NEXT DAY. But we were like "NOO! We have a baptism on Sunday!" So after our Z.L.s (*zone leaders) talked to the A.P.S. (assistants to the President)... we were able to stay until Sunday. And we had time to say goodbye. They put Elders in this area and Hna Ibaña and I were assigned to TOAY, LA PAMPA (a different providence in Argentina) OPENING THE AREA FOR HERMANAS!!!! and Hna Batista and Hna Godoy got sent to Pigue. So the whole half of the week was spent preparing, saying goodbyes, packing, cleaning the pension, and writing up info about the area for the Elders. It was super sad saying goodbye. Especially to our ward mission team. The best ever. The girls cried. I'm not gonna lie, it blew. Emergency transfers blow. It's a big change to put in Elders. But the Lord knows what's best. </div>
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janiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10828540066012015413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653078141867168537.post-64416753780589918072013-04-15T16:29:00.000-06:002013-04-15T19:59:32.826-06:00Fish on the ground, Fish on the ground, Whatcha gonna do with yo fish on the ground??<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">Well, if you're in Puerto, you're just gonna leave it there. Seriously, there are like 500 fish factories here, and when they unload the fish from the trucks, if a few fall on the ground, NBD, they just leave it there to rot and all that fun stuff. Also, we NEVER step in the water that's in the gutter. Why? because normally there are fish guts and all that so it makes it slippery. My poor companion fell right on her tush in that nastiness last week.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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- Ok, so this week we had a zone meeting and President came for interviews. I LOVE PRESIDENT! He is such an inspired man! I love talking to him and asking him questions. </div>
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- So this past week, my companion got sick... and we had some time in the pension. It was kinda funny how it happened... we were out contacting and I hear "hermana, I don't...." and then she threw up. So yeah, we went home after that. We did practices and studied, but we needed a break, so we watched "On the Lord's Errand", the Pres. Monson movie. I LOVED IT! Go watch it. Now! But now my comp is feeling better so we can hit the pavement!<br />
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- JUAN ENRIQUE. HOW GREAT IS THIS MAN! He is getting baptized this Sunday. SO PRAY that everything goes well! He accepts all of the commandments with a "of course I'm going to do what Christ asks me to!" We went to teach the word of wisdom this week, and right then he was preparing a cup of coffee. We had brought malta with us (it's made from wheat and has no caffeine. It's pretty good) so I quickly said, "JUAN! The hermana Ibaña makes a mean malta, you should let her whip one up for ya!" Phew, dodged that bullet. Well, we taught him the WoW (Word of Wisdom) and of course he accepted, and the next day he had a cup of malta on the table. So amazing. He went to a baptism that the ward had yesterday and loved it. He is so excited to get baptized. </div>
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<span style="font-size: 15px;">- I was thinkng about conference this week and how amazing it was. A recurring theme seemed to be obedience. I loved what Pres. Monson said, "</span><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;">Said President Gordon B. Hinckley, “The happiness of the Latter-day Saints, the peace of the Latter-day Saints, the progress of the Latter-day Saints, the prosperity of the Latter-day Saints, and the eternal salvation and exaltation of this people lie in walking in obedience to the counsels of … God.”</span><sup class="" style="border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1; padding: 0px;"><a href="http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2013/04/obedience-brings-blessings?lang=eng#9-10785_000_46monson" style="border: 0px; color: #486fae; line-height: 12px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">9</a></sup></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: normal;">Obedience is a hallmark of prophets; it has provided strength and knowledge to them throughout the ages. It is essential for us to realize that we, as well, are entitled to this source of strength and knowledge. It is readily available to each of us today as we obey God’s commandments.</span></div>
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I was reading through the book of mormon, and noticed how Nefi ends 1 Nefi and 2 Nefi... 1 nefi 22:30-31" <a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="30" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">30 </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">Wherefore, my brethren, I would that ye should consider that the things which have been written upon the </span><sup class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/22?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote74" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=22&noteID=30a" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">plates of brass</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;"> are true; and they testify that a man must be obedient to the commandments of God.</span><span class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">31 </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">Wherefore, ye need not suppose that I and my father are the only ones that have testified, and also taught them. Wherefore, if ye shall be obedient to the </span><sup class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/22?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote75" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=22&noteID=31a" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">commandments</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">, and endure to the end, ye shall be saved at the last day. And thus it is. Amen. </span></div>
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And 2 Nefi 33: 15 <a class="" href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5653078141867168537" name="15" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"> </a><span class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">15 </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">For what I seal on earth, shall be brought against you at the </span><sup class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/33?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote37" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=2-ne&chapterUri=33&noteID=15a" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">judgment</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">bar; for thus hath the Lord commanded me, and I must </span><sup class="" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; padding: 0px;">b</sup><a class="" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/33?lang=eng#" id="ecxfootnote38" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=2-ne&chapterUri=33&noteID=15b" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">obey</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px;">. Amen.</span></div>
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How interesting is it that Nefi ends each book talking about obedience? And how many times does it say in the BoM, "If ye keep my commandments, ye shall prosper in the land"?? I don't think it's coincidence that obedience was a popular theme. There are tough times ahead, and Like Pres. Monson said, the great test of life is obedience. Pres. Packer said that Mormons aren't obedient because they are blind, but because they see. We SEE the blessings that come from obedience to the gospel. And they are many, that's for sure. </div>
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- So about this baptism we had yesterday. There were a lot of people visiting, and a lot of family members of this little boy. One of them that came was Franco, a 16 year old boy with Muscular Atrophy. He gave a beautiful talk. I was so emotional all of sacrament meeting. I had prayed to have more experiences with my brother and that is what the Lord gave me. As I watched his movements, looked at his hands and listened to him talk, I was reminded so much of my brother, and I thought of what he was doing on the other side. At church, I'm always looking out for other people... investigators, converts, the members... making sure everyone is happy. But yesterday, the Lord let me know that He and my brother are both looking out for me.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My new friend, Franco</td></tr>
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-Shoutouts: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AUNT ANN AND ZANDER! Hope you both have great days. </div>
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And a very special shoutout to Holley and her family. Thank you for your sweet letter. It really means so much to me! </div>
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I love you all soo much! </div>
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Take care! </div>
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Hermana Squire</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hermana Godoy bundled me up like a burrito so that I could get warm! It is getting cold!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are some of the houses that I have to preach to. Scary sometimes.</td></tr>
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