It’s a bitter sweet feeling Leaving Belen was because I love Belen. Ha-ha. I miss Belen and Utah so much I will miss them and I will miss the Vigles the most. My new ward covers El Paso 5th south, the people are nice and friendly but I don’t care much for the El Paso area, it’s a pretty big city. I hate it when missionaries talk about areas being good and bad because it puts a negative influence on the next area. And an area is only open because there is someone who needs to hear the gospel.
My new companion is Elder Becar he’s from Compton, California and he seems like a good missionary and I respect him. We work well as missionaries we both work straight forward to get work done and that is all that I need. We are both there too work, to teach and to share the gospel. We share the car with the sisters from week to week to teach our investigators but I can’t remember any of their names because they are all in Spanish.
Next General Conference is when we go to the temple again but this time we are to the Juarez Temple going and well that’s when I will need to get a pass port.
So far I’ve only learned a little bit of Espanol. I’m doing good I miss home but there’s not much I would be doing back home right now and the work here is great so I feel a pleasure to be serving this people here.