Week 47- "Snake-Moments," Small Miracles, and 1000 degrees!

9 de enero, 2012
Querida familia,

So one of the most entertaining things about living in Paraguay is seeing the way that people react to the tall blonde foreigner, or in other words, me. I have never had so many references and questions about my heritage because where I come from light skin, blue eyes and blonde hair isn’t out of the norm, but here, it absolutely is. Take this “snake- moment” for example. (I usually choose not to include these moments because they are too numerous to count but this one is funny). My Polynesian companion (who grew up in Utah and everyone thinks she is a Latina) and I get on a collective/bus. We are speaking English and two guys start talking in Spanish about us, assuming that we can’t understand. Their conversation goes something like this: “Wow, how tall do you think that girl is? Two meters, easily. How does that Latina understand English? Do you think they speak Spanish? I don’t think so, let’s see.” So they try talking to my companion and well, in that moment we just happened to not speak Spanish. :)

Another moment: Walking home one night, we are speaking English a little too loudly and laughing in the street. A guy who is standing in front of his house starts speaking German? Dutch? Then I realize he just asked me if I spoke Dutch. He didn’t try speaking English, Spanish or Guarani to me, but Dutch. I responded in Spanish, “I speak English,” to which he responded, “Sorry” in English with a Spanish accent. It was pretty hilarious. There’s quite a mix of cultures here and people have misconceptions about us- like guessing where we come from, etc.

Well, I have been in Loma so long that I have watched babies be born, little kittens grow into cats, many birthdays happen, callings change, seasons change from winter to fall to summer and people move away. I’ve been here for almost all four seasons. This week we have still been working with the list of members and we’ve made a lot of progress. Unfortunately the ward list here hasn’t been updated in 30 years since the ward began. The other problem is that many parts of Paraguay don’t have street names or house numbers so locating a house is a huge guessing game.

We experienced a small miracle this week. We received a reference and we called out to her just as we were walking past her house (we had no idea which house she lived in). The recently baptized member, who gave the reference to the elders, just happened to be spending the day there from out of town. We gave her a Book of Mormon and will keep you updated with her progress. I love “coincidences” that are really miracles!

The members have really been stepping up and giving us references and inviting us to teach their friends. We had a cool lesson with Rosa and her two daughters. She understands a little Spanish but mostly speaks Guarani so a ward member had to translate everything. She read the entire pamphlet, which shows a lot of interest. We went to pick her up for church on Sunday but her husband said she couldn’t go. Don’t get me started on that! But we are going to keep working with her. Her daughters are cute and one of them, Cecilia, reminds me of my little sister, Jodie (she has brown eyes and giggles a lot :)) The funny part of our first lesson together was that we started singing a hymn, as we always do and all of a sudden, their neighbor behind us, starts BLASTING rock n´ roll music and I almost started laughing! The song was from the movie, “Remember the Titans”. Oh my gosh. Paraguay. So random. They LOVE old rock n´roll here- music from the 50´s, 60´s, Elvis, the Beatles, and Disco. All the while we are sitting on plastic lawn chairs in the middle of their yard, with their clothes hanging to dry in the background and chickens walking around.

We are working with little Josecito, the grandson of the Suarez family (Uruguayans who I spent Christmas Eve with). They are an awesome family and we are so excited for him and excited to teach him. He looks like a mini-Paraguayan Jacob Black, haha.

Three Kings Day was on January 6^th. Instead of Santa Claus delivering the gifts the ‘three kings who visited Jesus’ show up on their camels and bring all the little kids bikes, skates, soccer balls... It’s pretty cool and I think I will be bringing that tradition home with me.

I spoke at the EFY (Especially for Youth) fireside and had 40 youth show up. EFY is coming for the first time EVER in two weeks and no one knows what to expect. So I explained the activities, bore my testimony about it, showed pictures, and played an EFY game. It was really fun and I enjoyed it a lot!

So it’s basically 1000 degrees here everyday. We work, live and walk in our sweat. At night it cools down to about 90 degrees. It’s SO hot! I think Paraguay has its own sun that is about 10 times hotter than anywhere else in the world. I walk around in sunglasses with my umbrella and I don’t even care when the elders call me Mary Poppins.

I love this work and I love the Lord- the restored Gospel rocks!! We are so blessed to have it on the earth today! God is so willing to help us if we allow Him to. He is always reaching out to us, waiting for us to come to him.

Until next week,
Hermana Brittner

PS. Laura Fernsten- LOVE the wedding announcement- you two are SO cute together and you look so happy and so pretty! Congrats!

Week 46- Happy New Year from Paraguay!

“...The noblest aim in life is to strive to live to make other lives better and happier. The most worthy calling in life is that in which man can serve best his fellowman.” –President David O. McKay

¡Feliz Año Nuevo! Happy New Year- 2012!

...It’s nearly midnight- we know because “bombas” are going off more frequently and getting increasingly louder outside. As we lay in our beds, we wait for a few more minutes before getting up and racing to the roof. Stepping into the warm night air, the noise becomes louder- boom, boom, whizzz, whee, whee, as the fireworks go off around us. I stare up at the black starless sky, which may be void of stars but it is not void of light- fireworks of every color blaze through the air. In every direction fireworks shoot up- orange, blue, pink, red, glittery, huge lights falling in the sky. It’s a colorful contrast to the otherwise black night sky. I turn in a full circle but can’t choose which direction has the most, the sky is filled with the colorful wonders everywhere I turn. The moon sits low in the sky; a golden burnt orange color, as if it wants to be noticed among all the mayhem. This is the New Year’s celebration in Asunción, Paraguay. We see a huge fireworks show coming from the “Centro,” the inner city as well as from Mariano, Luque, Zeballos Cue, and Moroni. Across the street, we see a huge party- Paraguayans celebrating in the New Year in their backyard with food and music- and when we hear cheering we know it is 12:00 and that 2012 has arrived. Thank you 2011- the year of my mission- you have been a beautiful year in my life and I hope that 2012 will be as well. For the next few minutes, I ponder the wonder of a new year, a fresh start, a new beginning, and a year full of hope, promise and a bright future. Dos mil once as begun.

The new year started out quite monumentally for me, with the Bishop asking me an hour before Sacrament Meeting if I could give a talk. Being the missionary that I am, I agreed and gave a talk about our duty as members of the Church to do missionary work. We are to be witnesses of Christ at all times (Mosiah 18:9) and always be willing to share the Gospel. The cool thing about this experience is that there is no way that I would have been able to say more than “hola” if I was asked to give a talk out of the blue in Spanish a year ago. Thank goodness for the gift of tongues! We are truly made equal to the challenges we face.

Well, New Year’s Eve is about the same as it is in the states except they explode fireworks at midnight. The difference is that they have super huge, quality fireworks that they can buy on the streets. I also think it’s just an excuse to drink, which is why us missionaries go home early and celebrate with our companions. It was pretty fun, chill, tranquillo. Also, Paraguayans don’t make New Year’s resolutions, which isn’t too surprising since they aren’t chasing the American dream; they are just “tranquillo.”

This week we worked a lot with the MLS list- the list of all the members in the area. It is HUGE and we are attempting to find every listed member on there and see if we can get some investigators from it. As it turns out, many members have moved or passed away so we are cleaning that list right up. We have been working with members a ton for that reason and it has been an interesting project. It’s too bad that most of the directions that we receive for people aren’t much better than “the house with the big mango tree in front.” We have been fasting and praying to find new investigators, especially complete families. I know that God is listening but unfortunately not all the investigators are.

This week I am speaking at a fireside about EFY (Especially for Youth) because they are having it for the first time EVER here in Paraguay in a couple weeks and all the kids are nervous about going. Don’t you worry; I am going to get them excited! I am EFY´s biggest fan!

Well, I just know this gospel is true. I have no doubt about it. We should be examples through word and deed of what we believe. It’s the only way that other people will come to know the truth.

Love you all,
Thanks a bunch for the many Christmas cards and packages!
Hermana Brittner

PS: One of the members has a pet owl... They named it Ricardo. I call it Hedwig and it is a baby and so cute! It eats rice, noodles and potatoes. I don’t think that is the normal diet for an owl, but hey, it’s Paraguay!

Week 45- Christmas in Paraguay!

“Joy to the world, the Lord has come, let earth receive her King!”- Joy to the World

Dec. 26, 2011

Well, it turns out that Santa Claus does NOT come to Paraguay. No, it’s not because all of the children are bad but because the Paraguayan tradition is to set off fireworks at midnight and I don’t think Santa Claus wants to risk getting in the line of fire. Christmas was AWESOME! In Paraguay, they have a huge family dinner on Christmas Eve, instead of Christmas day, usually at midnight, and then they just sleep in and do nothing on Christmas. Instead of Christmas trees they build huge nativity scenes in their front yard. We helped a family gather tree branches and leaves to build a little shelter for their glass figurines of the nativity scene. It was really cool. They have a holiday on Jan. 6th, called “Three Kings Day” and the three kings bring little kids gifts on that day. So Christmas is more centered on Christ, it seems here, or maybe that’s just because I’m a missionary so it’s easier for me to focus on Him.

I spent Christmas Eve (la nochebuena) at a member’s house, the Suarez family, which was complete with a delicious family dinner, family home evening, ice cream and a family visit from Santa Claus. We went home and went to sleep and woke up to LOUD fireworks and ran to the roof to watch them. In every direction you turned you could see huge, colorful fireworks. It was so cool!

On Christmas morning we woke up, opened our packages from our families, ate a huge breakfast and then ate lunch at a member’s house and then I called my family. It was so good to talk to all of you! I’m so happy you are doing well. We made a few visits, and had Sacrament meeting at 7 pm. I got to sing in the choir! Then we helped out with a baptism (how cool would it be to get baptized on Christmas?) It was a great day and it was interesting to see the difference in their holiday traditions compared to the states.

Oh, I almost forgot- I am staying in Loma! Fifth change/transfer and second change with Hermana Tua'one. I am super stoked to stay here through the holidays and help move the work along. We are trying to visit all the neighborhoods I haven’t been to yet, which are actually still a few. The work is changing here in the mission- instead of clapping houses, we are looking up the less active people from the ward list of 800 members and trying to reactivate them and baptize other referrals. We are also using references from members, instead of random street contacts. As a result, we have been learning the area better but we are struggling to find investigators. I am getting kind of tired of hearing the same excuses of why people don’t come to church but I am learning patience, right?

We found an investigator- this 6`8 giant who walked into the church and started playing basketball. His name is Victor and we taught him. Turns out he is the first Atheist I have ever taught in Paraguay. I have to admit, we didn’t really know how to go about teaching him because how do you get to any kind of doctrine when he doesn’t believe in the basic principle that there is a God and a Savior? It made me a lot more grateful that I am serving in Paraguay, where the majority of people have a strong faith and love for Jesus Christ and God. We left him with the challenge to pray to know if God exists and we will see how it goes.

Well, I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I am happy and content to be here in Paraguay and excited to see what the New Year brings! Happy 2012- Dos mil doce!!! I hope this letter finds each of you well.

Thanks for your prayers and love.

Hermana Brittner

Week 43- "Head, Shoulder, Knees & Toes"

“...When ye are in the service of your fellow beings ye are only in the service of your God.” Mosiah 2:17

Dec. 12, 2011

Hello, hello again!

We had some cool service projects this week. The first one was the annual mission Christmas celebration. We met up with two different zones and I got to see my old MTC companion, Hermana Peel who was there also! So fun! We ate a nice lunch at the office and then watched a movie about the birth of Jesus Christ. After that we went to a home for abandoned boys. I wasn’t sure what to expect. When we arrived there were about a dozen boys sitting on the couches, and about 50 missionaries. Pictures of Saints and the Virgin Mary were on the walls. We started singing Christmas carols and the boys looked either asleep or not sure what to think. We sounded great- like a celestial choir- the acoustics in the room were amazing and the elders with us really knew how to sing and of course, we had Hermana Peel too. But it wasn’t until we sang “Jingle Bells” (in English) that the boys started to lighten up and enjoy listening to us. Then we sang “Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes” and they were laughing and it was so cool to think that we could bring a little bit of Christmas cheer into their lives. Their parents had abandoned them and that’s why they were there. As we were singing the Christmas hymns about our Savior’s birth, I felt the Spirit so strongly and it reminded me of how much God loves all of His children, no matter who they are or where they are. It reminded me that when we are serving others, that is when we are truly loving them and feeling the love that God has for all of his children. It was a very special Christmas event and I will never forget it.

On Saturday, we went to a Hermana’s house in the ward and painted her fence and gates. I am becoming such a pro painter! Apparently that’s a favorite service project in this area. Another couple from the ward painted with us and it was so fun (and hot)!

We had a cool lesson with a family of investigators when we went on splits. I was with Gabi, who is 17 and we taught Adriana and Andrea and their mom, who was visiting from Brazil. We taught the Joseph Smith story and got to clarify all of the doubts that they had like, “I heard that you pray to Joseph Smith” (which we do not, but it makes me wonder why they would have a problem with that because so many people pray to saints, virgins and angels here). “I also heard that Joseph Smith wrote another Bible...why do we need another Bible” and the most common comment we hear, “I was already baptized...” What I’ve realized is that it’s so much more important to teach people and help them understand, rather than feeling like we have to teach specific lessons no matter what, and you leave and they have no idea what you were talking about. It’s so important that the Spirit is the key part when you teach people because the Spirit brings understanding and is responsible for the conversion process.

Gissell went to the temple! Her family is doing well. We had an interesting lesson with her mom and older sister. It started out as a lesson about the Sabbath Day and turned into a lesson on the Word of Wisdom. We explained about the Sacrament and wine and how we don’t drink it. Her sister Gladys said, “Well, doctors say a little wine is healthy.” My response was “Well, God says we shouldn’t consume it. Which one are you going to trust in?”

Well, this is another week of changes/transfers. Since I have already been in this area for 6 months, chances are very likely I will be leaving. One-third of my mission has been spent in Loma and how I have loved it! We will see where the Lord wants me to go next!

Con cariño y amor,
Hermana Brittner

PS Mom and Dad- Happy Anniversary! I love you!

Week 42- Pan Dulce and Mice Adventures!

“...As the Lord God liveth, there is none other name given under the heaven save it be this Jesus Christ, of which I have spoken, whereby man can be saved.” (2 Nephi 25: 20)

Dec. 5, 2011

Hello, hello, hello!
As Christmas approaches, we are entering a season of great joy, happiness and...pan dulce. What is pan dulce, you might ask? Well, the English translation is “sweet bread,” but it’s what we Americans would call, “fruitcake.” I can think of many-a-holiday joke centered on this festive dessert but in Paraguay, it is not like that. People take their pan dulce seriously and take great pride in making it, selling it and giving it to their neighbors and favorite missionaries with love. I can think of many, many holiday desserts that I would prefer over this so called sweet bread but being as South America is not big on sweets and that’s where I will be spending Christmas, I plan on putting on my best smile and eating their preferred Paraguayan holiday treat with a joyful heart. But please, when I come home, do not buy me pan dulce in hopes of reminding me of what they eat in Paraguay. I will be just fine with some apple pie, mint brownies, cheesecake...

Well, another week has passed and I am feeling a lot better. I was feeling better on Wednesday and we worked a full day. Unfortunately, then my companion got sick and was down Thursday and Friday. This meant we spent a lot of time in the house and I watched A LOT of church movies...Legacy, the Testaments, District 2 (missionary training movies), Joseph Smith movie, etc, etc. (side note: I wish they would make a District movie in South America- it would be so legit!) But it was good to relax, clean and catch up on letter writing.

December 8th marks a very important day in Paraguay for those of another faith. This is the day that many people walk to Caacupe to worship the Virgin of Caacupe. I’m not exactly sure where she came from or why they think they should worship and pray to her, but many people do. They walk all the way there (a few hours away from Asunción) or some of them cheat and take the collectivo and only walk a little bit but they walk with a purpose. Apparently they promise the Virgin that they will give up something or act a certain way so that she will continue to bless their family. Just a cultural tidbit!

Some good news is that we had a full house at church on Sunday! I love fast Sundays in Loma because all of the Primary kids get up first thing and run up to bear their testimonies (at least 15 of them). Then they all finish and leave the stand at the same time. There are always more people who want to bear their testimony than they have time for. Pamela and Gissell both bore their testimonies in Sacrament Meeting. It was very special. Gissell, Junior and Pamela are doing great. Gissell and Junior got their temple recommends and they are planning to go this Saturday with the youth. I wish I had more to report on the investigator side, but with all the sickness that we have been experiencing in our little companionship, we don’t have too much going on right now.

An experience that was somewhat entertaining this week was a lesson that we held with a member’s mom. It wasn’t the lesson that was entertaining but rather, the little mice that kept scurrying across the room and behind their furniture as we sat talking with them. I’m not sure if they didn’t see them, were just ignoring them, or had adopted them as the house pets, but nonetheless, it made Hermana Tua'one and I give each other more than a few raised eyebrows, trying not to laugh and muttering to each other under our breath in English. All the while that this was going on, the lady’s 95-year-old dad, who wasn’t quite all there, said to us, every ten minutes, “seems like it’s going to rain.” I wish we could have practiced in the MTC (Missionary Training Center) for some of the crazy things that go on during lessons in Paraguay!

Here in Paraguay, they build their cemeteries above ground. They don’t bury people underground. They build little houses at the cemetery with enough room to fit their whole family and they just stack the coffins on top of each other whenever someone dies. Quite different than the states.

Anyway, that’s all for now. I want to wish my two sisters, Rae and Becca, a very happy birthday! I love you both tons and hope your birthdays (were) are wonderful!!!

And also, I want to congratulate my friend, Faith, for getting her mission call here to Asunción Norte, which is the best mission on earth! I am so excited you are coming here and who knows, I could be your mom! (That’s mission talk for trainer ;))

Hasta luego,
Hermana Brittner

Week 41- I'm dreaming of a white (not hot & sweaty) Christmas!

“But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people, that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of the darkness into his marvelous light.” 1 Peter 2:9

Nov. 28, 2011

Feliz Navidad..Feliz Navidad!! Christmas is coming and I am sweating like a pig. I don’t think there is any more polite way to say that. It is 40+ degrees Celsius outside which converts to 104 degrees Fahrenheit and it is HOT. I have been sick this week and that means that I have been sleeping a ton. I am not sure what I have- I just know that it’s not dengue nor chicken pox, so that’s good.

Today for P-day we ate Lomitos with our zone full of elders...Lomitos are a Paraguayan burrito. They are kind of like gyros from Europe with garlic sauce and meat and cabbage inside. Yum. We also watched the elders play soccer and ultimate Frisbee because the hermanas aren’t allowed to play with them. Talk about injustice! But it’s okay...I am getting over it.

Pamela and Junior got baptized and confirmed! It was a great double baptism- their older sister Gladys even came (her first time in the church building) but unfortunately their mom didn’t come. Little Pamela is so cute (9 years old) and she bore her testimony at the baptism and said that she knew Thomas S. Monson is a prophet, that Joseph Smith restored the Church, that the Church is true and that if it hadn’t been for the hermanas she would never have found the Gospel and be able to get baptized and return to live with God again. Talk about just melting a Hermana missionary’s heart! Demasiada chulina. In Junior’s confirmation, the Bishop talked about how he will receive the Priesthood and be able to prepare to go on a mission. They are awesome kids!

We had a Family Home Evening a couple of weeks ago that I forgot to tell you about. We gathered up all the neighborhood Mormon kids and played EFY (Especially For Youth) games at Gissell’s house. It was super fun and it reminded me of the good ole days when I was an EFY counselor (except in Spanish).

Random Paraguayan fact: If you watch any Paraguayan doing yard work, you will notice that the only tool they use is a machete. They cut down trees with a machete and they make these wide swinging motions to cute grass with a machete. It is a multi-use tool here! One time, I saw a Paraguayan cutting her grass with a butter knife. Don’t ask me why.

Some members brought some investigators to church, so that gave us a few more leads of people to go visit and teach. Unfortunately two of our investigators, Leidi and Jorge, didn’t come to church yesterday.

Well, sorry there aren’t more exciting things to report this week. That’s just what happens when you get sick.

A few lines from my thankful list from Thanksgiving: I am thankful that I know how to read, that I have enough food to eat, that we have air conditioning in the room where we sleep, for my mission, my parents, my sisters, my family and friends, my Savior, the Restored Gospel and Joseph Smith.

Thank you everyone for your love and support for me. It means the world to me and I love you all!

Love, Hermana Brittner

Week 40- Thanksgiving, foreign claps and a dog in Sacrament Meeting!

November 21, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving does not exist in Paraguay. My old companion said they fasted last Thanksgiving, because they forgot it was a holiday. Don’t worry, we won’t fast, we will probably eat some noodles and sopa, as usual.

So apparently Paraguayans can tell between a Paraguayan clap and a foreigner’s clap. When I found this out, I was thinking, “great, not only does my Spanish have an accent but my clap does as well.” So now every time we clap a house, we turn to each other and say, “Did that sound American?”

Well, we have had an exciting week. It’s always an adjustment getting use to a new companion’s way of teaching but I think we are getting the hang of things and we are having a lot of fun. We had a family come to church yesterday! We were so excited. We found them through an Elder’s reference. He had contacted them in another area, but they now live in our area. They came to church with us when we passed by early Sunday morning to go to church. We almost stopped visiting the Mom because she wasn’t reading any of the pamphlets or the Book of Mormon but then the Dad came back from his trip and he was really interested. The Mom is 16, the Dad is 26 and their baby is 9 months old. They aren’t married. But they came to church! Poca a Poca. God takes raw materials and turns them into gold and that’s what our goal is for this family. It probably sounds pretty surprising, the situation they are living in, but in Paraguay, it’s very common.

Junior, Gissell and Pamela also came to Church on Sunday! Junior and Pamela are getting baptized on Wednesday. Their mom still hasn’t come to church but poca a poca. I don’t like baptizing kids without the parents, because it’s hard for them, but with Gissell and their strong testimonies and understanding of the Gospel, I think they can make it. They are really smart kids. Funny moment: walking into Sacrament, we saw not only Junior and his sisters, but also Junior’s dog, hiding and lying down under the last pew in the chapel. She follows him everywhere, even into the chapel! He dragged her out by the collar with her paws dragging on the ground. It was hilarious! Then to top it off, she came back in again. The Paraguayans were saying, “You know, visitors are welcome but that’s not what we had in mind.”

After church, a bunch of primary kids from the other ward came up close to me while I was talking to the Elders and started whispering to each other. It turns out they’ve never seen a Hermana missionary before and they were asking when I could come over to their house. They were awestruck and I felt like they were going to ask for my autograph or something by the way they kept staring at me. Oh, to be blonde in Paraguay.

So I’m not sure why, but in Paraguay they have “pharmacies” where they sell your average Walmart-type lotion, vitamins, diapers and face wash but they sell it “over-the-counter.” They also have school supply shops in the malls, where you have to ask “over-the-counter” for paper, pencils, gluesticks. It’s really strange. The other day, I had to ask over-the-counter for a gluestick . Don’t ask me why, that’s just Paraguay for ya.

Something that really surprised me this week was this: we visited a lady and her baby and the baby had a red ribbon tied to his wrist. After the lesson, my companion informed me that certain other churches go around and put those ribbons on baby’s wrists to say that they haven’t been baptized and need to do so, so that they aren’t condemned to hell. Can somebody please read Moroni 8:8 here??? “Listen to the words of Christ, your Redeemer, your Lord and your God. Behold, I came into the world not to call the righteous but sinners to repentance; the whole need no physician, but they that are sick; wherefore, little children are whole, for they are not capable of committing sin; wherefore the curse of Adam is taken from them in me, that it hath no power over them; and the law of circumcision is done away in me.” I won’t go into how uncivilized it is that some people think that if their babies aren’t baptized and they pass away, that they will be condemned to hell. It really takes away from the idea of a loving Heavenly Father. Babies do not need to baptized because they do not carry the guilt for the transgression of Adam. They should not get baptized until 8, the age of accountability.

One new principle we practice as missionaries, is that we always invite people to be baptized on the first lesson, without fail. It’s a way to gauge the openness and readiness of their heart. Many times it goes like this here in Paraguay, “Will you follow the example of Jesus Christ and be baptized by someone who has the authority?” To which they respond, “I was already baptized.” At which point, we lovingly tell them that their baptism was not valid in the eyes of God. It always makes for a good discussion.

I love being a missionary. I am learning so much. I am so grateful, in this season of Thanksgiving, for all the blessings my Heavenly Father has given me- for my family and friends, for this mission, for the Gospel, for the Restoration of the Gospel and for my Savior, Jesus Christ. This is where it is at! Having the Gospel of Jesus Christ!

May this Thanksgiving find you in good health and good company and may you feel the love of your Heavenly Father everyday in your life.

Cariñosamente,

Hermana Brittner

PS. It rained HARD last night and this morning. The streets are like rivers...at least it didn’t rain on Sunday!