Last Monday, our district, or the group of 6 missionaries, went to downtown Houston to go see a really cool butterfly exhibit. There were butterflies EVERYWHERE, and in case anyone was wondering minus the Koi fish it is better than the Bronx Butterfly exhibit. It was really fun to be in down town and we got pizza and everything. My companion took it upon herself to keep up with my J-Walking and she actually did very amazing. She said it was training for when she comes to visit my family in NYC. :) And Elder Perez even dared me to J-Walk across the street in front of a cop, but of course I didn't haha.
I got to paint this week! The Elders needed help painting a flag for our zone, which really I think meant that they wanted us to do it. We did. And it was awesome. Picture below.
The first counselor in the Mission Presidency's wife died two fridays ago, and this week all of the Spanish Missionaries in the whole mission got to sing at her funeral. There were so many of us, and we were all here in Conroe because that is where the funeral was. Some missionaries had to drive 100 miles to get there, and for the first time in Conroe history we only had to drive 4.1. When Hna Lowry volunteered me to conduct all the missionaries I volunteered Hna Provost to do it, and it was probably the best decision that I made all day. She did amazing! Afterwards as the entire funeral procession was getting ready to leave, Presidente Vasquez got out of the limo and ran towards the missionaries and thanked each of us personally for singing at his wife's funeral and then hugged us. That man is one of my heroes.
WE HAD TWO BAPTISMS. Can you hear the Hallelujah choruses? I still can! :) Paulina's was really awesome. She invited a lot of her friends and that was really special. She asked me to talk on the Gift of the Holy Ghost. She asked Hno Ayala to do the baptism and not only did he leave his phone in his pocket when got into the font, but he slapped her down into the water so hard there was a splash zone created, and Elder Phister who was being one of the witnesses, was hit. She is so brave. I love that girl so much for her desire to change her life around. Mean mugger picture included.
At Milton's baptism, there was more people there than come to church sometimes. It was awesome. His wife, Gaby, who is a member, cried. And she said that in one year they are going to be sealed in the temple and I could probably not be more excited.
This week, on the 6th, was Three Kings Day, which is a tradition that they have in lots of Spanish Speaking Countries. One of the traditions they do is that they eat this cake thingy with a little baby Jesus inside of it that means that you need to bring the food to a party a couple of weeks later. We were at one of our recent convert's house and she offered me cake, and I chose this itty bitty little piece on the end because I didn't really want any but couldn't say no and somehow that was where the little baby Jesus was! I like the saying, "Wise men still seek him," which talks about the three kings trying to find the baby Jesus because it easily relates the search for the Savior to us. What are we searching for this new year, and what are we going to do to be a wise man? (Or women!) I know that as we make the conscious effort to always seek him that He will illuminate our paths and we will find a joy that we never thought we could have.
I love you all a lot, and I hope that you have a wonderful week!
Always,
Hermana Madison McCurdy
ps. Everyone tell my little sister Happy Birthday. HAPPY FOURTEENTH BIRTHDAY KAMI!!!!! <3
I'm guessing this is the mean mugger picture (?) :)
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