Monday, August 25, 2014


Hola mi familia!

Question:  So how are they pronouncing Leete?

They pronounce it like: lay eh tay. Or just leetey. I just accept whatever. One sister called me Hermana Little. I just went with it. The members call us hermanita. 

So last P day we were in the mission office, picking up mail, chatting with Sister E when President Snow asked us if we wanted to go to lunch with them. So he and his wife took us out for lunch. Great meal. We went to Zupas. But kind of weird at the same time. Like, what did we do to deserve this? They're really cool. I love them!

I got to go to the temple on Friday! It's super weird because it's almost the same layout as our temple. (I think the outside of ours is prettier, but whateves.) This temple is rounder, and has more brown inside and outside. The whole inside is like a really light pink! It's super pretty. It's really funny because some things are just like a bit off, like a desk is in a different spot, or a door, or the ceiling is higher, or something like that and it throws me. But it's super pretty. I think I like our celestial room better though. This one is super pretty, but it's all white, silver, and glass. I love how ours has the gold in it, I think it's more inviting and warm. However, the stain glass windows are gorgeous! I got to see a new movie. That was cool. We had like 52 missionaries in our session (all the new missionaries and their companions). It was super full, and super cool. I felt the spirit so strongly and got confirmation of some questions that I had. Ya. I love the temple. I wish I could go all the time.

On Sunday we got a ride to night church and brought a less active with us. Night church is only sacrament meeting and is in North Las Vegas, like a 30 minute drive away. But it's in Spanish. Since we were close by the temple we stopped by also. You could feel the Spirit so strongly, (the less active) was almost crying. It was a really cool experience.

Another thing about the temple. Kevin might like this. There are all sorts of places, like in the foyer, right outside the front door, and in this weird circle place outside, that if you stand there and talk, you can hear yourself really loudly, but you have to be in just the right spot to hear it. Like in the foyer, you can sit on one couch, and someone else can sit on the other, and you can whisper, super softly, and the person on the other couch can hear you like they were sitting next to you! Awesome!

Wanna hear a story about how we were called fools? So, we're just walking around an apartment complex because our appointment fell through and we start to talk to this guy. It started off pretty nice, "when did they start having girl missionaries?" ya know, the usual. Then he started to tell us that he was a preacher/pastor person but realized it was incorrect and then left to be a porn star in LA. He then proceeded to tell us that he knows about all religions (including ours) are wrong, and stupid and don't make sense and have holes in them. (Oh, and being a porn star was a lot more fun than being a pastor.) Even Christianity has holes in it! I tried to testify of the Restoration, but he didn't let me speak. He said he knew all about our religion, and that Joseph Smith and the hat and the twelve plates (k, what? Where did you get this information?) was the stupidest thing he had ever heard and that ours was the stupidest religion ever, and we're fools and he hopes that one day we wake up and realize that we are fools. But, as he says, it's easier to fool than to realize you have been fooled. So that took up like ten minutes of our time, and we didn't get to talk at all but . . .


So I noticed this guy sitting in his balcony above us, but we started to talk to the porn star (but like seriously, I was like, who would watch that porn, you are old and not good-looking). Once he left us (don't worry, we were super polite) the balcony dude said hi to us! He had talked to missionaries in the streets before and they gave him a Restoration pamphlet. We asked if he wanted another one, he said sure and came down. That's when we realized that we only had it in Spanish. But he said he spoke a bit of Spanish so it was ok. But we got to testify of the Restoration and tell him what makes our church different from the other churches. He was really nice, even if he only talked to us out of pity. Maybe he'll want to know more one day.

But ya, that was pretty much my week.

Love ya!

Hermana Leete 

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