Finally, the long-awaited (and by that I mean no one noticed they were missing), transfer pictures:

This week was really great. And kind of dirty. We got muddied, we got slobbered on, we got charcoaled, we got soda-ed we got cat hair-ed, and of course, we got rained on almost every day. But it doesn't matter. We're still representatives. You can see it in our smiles. 

Hermana Buchanan commented that we should keep a running tally of days we've gotten dirty. "It has been 6 days since we went 24 hours without something getting on us" It's an interesting area, and I love it. It's also funny though because it does feel like we are camping a lot. There are days when we don't have the miles to go home for food, and don't have the money to go out for food. So we dinner it in the car. One day was particularly low and this is what happened:

But we've seen miracles!

We have an investigator who told us she would read a verse in the book of Mormon every day and she has! She writes down the blessings she sees that day, and sometimes gets so excited to share that she texts them to us! She is incredible.

On Sunday we had an interesting day in that we only had two Spanish speaking people show up to church (Nancy and Huber, woo hoo!) and they weren't even members. Luckily they both speak english so we moved to the English gospel doctrine class. Then we were going to teach Young Women's, but 15 minutes were for announcements and then 30 minutes for setting aparts, and then we taught about reverence for 15 minutes and made everyone take off their shoes. 

After church we went to the Islas and ate a TON of food (and when I say a ton I mean 8 tacos and 2 cups of jarritos and a large helping of jello and cream). After the lesson we went next door to contact an investigator we hadn't seen in a while and they invited us in, we sat down, they were watching football (Not soccer. Football.) and then gave us pizza, chips, and sprite. I think we just got invited to a party. It was one of the strangest hours of my mission. But do you know how funny it is to make a Spanish speaker try and say "shrug"? It's hilarious. Sunday was weird. But do you know what? Weird days happen. What matters the most is that we went to church and we partook of the Sacrament.

I'm going to go back a bit. You are probably wondering why everyone had to take off their shoes. 

Exodus chapter 3:1-5 says, "Now Moses kept the flock of Jethro his father in law, the priest of Midian: and he led the flock to the backside of the desert, and came to the mountain of God, even to Horeb. And the angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush: and he looked, and, behold, the bush burned with fire, and the bush was not consumed. And Moses said, I will now turn aside, and see this great sight, why the bush is not burnt. And when the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called unto him out of the midst of the bush, and said, Moses, Moses. And he said, Here am I. And he said, Draw not nigh hither: put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground.

When we enter the church building, we stand on holy ground. Nothing common or profane or unholy should mar that experience. Instead of putting off our shoes, do we put off our electronics? Our thoughts of work or school? Our weariness? Our complaining? Do we put off our doubt and fear and trust that we are in the presence of the God of Abraham and the God of Isaac and the God of Jacob?

"And the Lord said, I have surely seen the affliction of my people which are in Egypt, and have heard their cry by reason of their taskmasters; for I know their sorrows; And I am come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians, and to bring them up out of that land unto a good land and a large, unto a land flowing with milk and honey"

Trust in the Lord and find reverence in your life.

Con Amor, 

Hermana Fletcher

PS- If you ever need to be inspired to do missionary work, please view this photo: