MTC Week 2

I've been in the MTC for 10 days now.  Weird.  Actually, it feels like I've been here longer.  I'm so used to the MTC life now, I can't remember the beginning and can't imagine the end.

Spanish is.... coming along.  We taught our first lesson completely in Spanish without any notes.  A MILESTONE for us.  It can still get discouraging but we just remind ourselves of how much more we know then when we first entered the MTC.

Today we were able to go to the temple and do baptisms for the dead.  "But I thought missionaries weren't supposed to do baptisms."  You have a good point, but our district got special permission by the MTC president.  Why?  One of the elders in our district is a convert of 18 months.  Quite the spiritual stud.  And since we've been here in the MTC, folks from his home ward sent him a TON of names from his family history that need temple work done.  It was such an incredible experience to be able to help and participate in him doing so much of his ancestors work.  I could feel how proud and grateful they were of him.  If I could, I would have given him a hug in behalf of them.

After the temple we took a stroll to Brigham's Landing for lunch as a zone.  I love everyone in our zone.  So friendly and funny!  Each week it's so hard to see our friends leave and go off to their missions... but it's good too.

I am truly loving the MTC.  Sure the schedule can be weird sometimes, but the work is great and I can't help but be happy each day.  I'd love to write more but unfortunately I'm all out of time.  Hopefully the pictures will make up for lack of words.

*caution:  I can no longer be held responsible for the poor spelling of my letters.  Learning Spanish has completely thrown off my English spelling ability.  So if you're a spelling nazi, consider yourself forewarned.