¨Kill you.¨
Okay, well, don´t do that. Please.
Transfers have reared their ugly heads, and struck me down with a lethal blow. I was cast out to the wilderness of the south, with the letters ZL scarred into the flesh of my brow. (I was made Zone Leader.)
I´m in a place called Barahona, in the utmost south of the DR. My area is literally right along the ocean. IT´S AWESOME. We have a nice constant breeze that comes in from the ocean, which is a great defense against the overpowering heat.
As for the Zone Leader thing, I´m loving abusing other missionaries with my awesome power.
Kidding.
Nah, being a ZL is a lot of phone calls and crunching numbers. It´s cool, but all it really entails is more responsability. That being said, my understanding of such will probably change with time...as I only have a few days as a ZL. :D
I don´t know all things, but I do know that all things happen for a reason. If we strive to do right and to be true disciples of Jesus Christ, all things will work to our advantage. I´ve come to know for myself by countless special and sacred experiences that God lives, and loves us. I know this without a doubt in my mind.
I really want you all to know that I love you all, individually. I miss you all.
Happy 2016!
Sigamos Pues!
-Élder Jones
1: Hah, nerds.
2: I´m actually controlling that kid´s mind in that pic. He doesn´t remember being there when it was taken.
3: THE WATERS OF MARS. ...With a gringo and a peruano.
4: Make that your new desktop wallpaper. I totally will. ...When I get home. Heh heh.
