January 28

A week of changes. First off I want to apologize for last week's email. When I was writing the email, and put my picture into the email, it deleted most of what I had written and I lost all my stuff. It was super unfortunate, but I'll try to write more today to make up for it. To start the week off, on last Tuesday I had the lovely opportunity of being ripped from my first area and both my dad's (trainers) and got moved to a new area. I lost having a car, and was put into a new environment very abruptly. So my new dad is named Elder Pantoja. He is from Yacama Washington, and get this. He knew elder Davis. My companion from the Mexico city MTC. He is super awesome. He's 23 and a convert of 3 years. He has so much fire and such a huge desire to work all the time. Sometimes it makes me a little too tired. But overall I love him and we get along super well together. I've already learned so much, and made most of the adjustment to this new area. It's a much nicer area and there's a lot of money here. Which one of the things that means is that most of the Hispanics in this area are bilingual. I love that part because it means when my brain fries and I can't speak Spanish, they understand my English as well! Some actually prefer to learn in English so we get to teach in both languages which is a huge confidence boost and it just makes me happy. So I got to go to my first baptism on Saturday. The investigators name was Ana Collio, and she was baptized Saturday night. It was so sweet and meaningful. That part right there is the joy of the gospel in full effect. To see someone so happy because of the decision they've made to come closer to their savior. It reminds me of the joy spoken of in D and C 18 that talks about the worth of souls. Nothing can compare to the joy of sharing the Gospel, and bringing others closer to Christ. Teaching gets more and more fun every time, and while it can still be stressful not knowing exactly what the say, the Lord helps so much with everything that I need. As much as I stress about Spanish, I'm actually doing really well with the language. I can understand a lot, and am able to speak it back at a decent level. I just have to think about what to say. So I talk really slow and I tend to look a little dumb some times. But I'm loving the language. I still have yet to dream in Spanish though. So I got a lot more to learn. I'm loving being a missionary. Physically I'm doing so much better. We ate some super spicy enchiladas last night which killed my tummy, but I'm gaining weight and I'm becoming a true missionary. I love it so much. So pictures. First one is me with my elder Spilsbury while he was taking a sista. Second is me with my "Harry Potter/scientist/librarian" glasses Con amor Elder Smith