I
saw that on the 19th YL3rd ward is going to do sealings and I hope you
guys go! I can't describe how much I missed the temple and how amazing
it was to go back. Going there was like coming home. I was bouncing off
the walls all day Sunday, stoked for the drive to the temple. We went,
the five of us: Panoussi, Anderson, Heck, Bowler, and me- In a big van
from some members in 3rd ward. We left around 8:15 and got there at
10:30. Spent some time giggling with Sister Huch, hugged some other
sisters, and nearly lost my mind till our session at 12. I seriously
can't repeat enough how much I missed being in the temple. The joy and
the clarity and the peace there are unlike anything else. You don't
realize how lucky you are to go more than once a year. That is the first
thing I want to do when I get home. Grab me a double-double and extra
crispy fries, then book it to Newport Beach temple. I'll eat in the car
and afterwards we will roll around on the sand at the beach.
We were just at a lesson with an investigator who just got back
from visiting her old home in palm springs. She showed me a video of the
waves at Huntington and pictures of herself on Balboa pier. Wow, way to
make my heart smash in half! Anyway, I'm not trunky, but I'd be lying
if I said I didn't miss the warm humid weather and the sound of ocean
waves. Plus beach hair.
I see that September 17th is quickly approaching, which means
Amanda will be at the Back to School Dance. This holds significant
memories, anyone who knows me knows what I'm talkin' bout. Go dance your
face off, Pants. Do it for me.
This week Sister Panoussi was a squirting maniac:
Sunscreen all over the car
Hand Sanitizer all over the church parking lot
and soy sauce all over her arm.
My googleable question is:
How do you know you're hypoglycemic?
Sister Panoussi is pretty convinced that I am.
The
most spiritual part of the week has to be the trip to the temple. It is
such a sacred feeling there. Me and the Lord had many things to talk
about and he taught me a lot. The biggest thing is that covenants are
for us. I mean, no duh, right? But really, they do nothing for him,
besides help him get his children back home. We so easily forget what
our goal is here. We didn't come here for money, for people, for things,
for positions or promotions, for pleasure- We came here to return back
to our father. Things distract us. We're not very good at staying on
task. But I'm working on it. The temple helps me to remember the focus.
We aren't here to be in this crazy weird distracting world, we're here
to grow from it, and return home to our God. We forget the real home
we're homesick for.
I miss you all lots
I love you
- Sister Valdez
Sister P.
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