The Best Way to End

The parents are on the way here as I type this, so they'll probably hear what I'm going to say in person instead of reading the email. I'm so glad I get another week here in Chile, I feel like there's always more unifished business to take care of. 

This last week was awesome - we tried to be as diligent as possible, since I have another week to say goodbye, buy souveniers, etc. I didn't have to worry about those things. We had a beautiful baptismal service for Ariel and Erica (the couple that was married the week before). They're so great - they've basically been like members for a long time. I'm so glad I was able to contribute and help out with that. 

I'm surprisingly calm - with a little nervousness in my stomach but I'm not as sad as I thought I would be. I think it just hasn't hit me yet that I'm really ending my mission. I guess it's because I know my mission never really ends. Like my President reminded me in my last interview - the Lord will always have other missions for us to fulfill in our life. I'm so excited to go to the temple, keep working in the church, keep studying and learning, and keep being a missionary as long as I live. 

I love my Savior and His Gospel and I'm so grateful for this time. I will never be able to express all that I feel right now, but I just want you all to know that I know the things I've been teaching for a year and a half are true, and I know that it's the way to true happiness. 

Thanks for all the love and support -

Con amor eterno -

Hermana Aubrey Glazier

The Final Countdown

Would you believe me if I told you that my district leader started singing "The Final Countdown" over the phone when we called to talk about our investigators, etc...? Everyone seems to keep talking about and reminding me that my time in Chile is coming to an end. Yet, I don't really feel like it's happening. Oh well, I just gotta do my best to be un-trunky and not think about it when I should be thinking about other things. 

This past week was awesome, do you want to know why? Because one of my life-long mission dreams was fulfilled. Ariel and Erika, a wonderful soon-to-be-members-of-the-church couple, were married. You've all heard before about how many people we teach who are living together and not married and have to either separate or get married before being baptized. Well, a lot of people get hung up on that part and end up pulling away because they can't make a decision. That's why I always wanted to see someone get married so they could be baptized, and it happened! They've already been going to church for months so I really had nothing to do with helping them decide to do so, but we helped out with the wedding and this week we'll be having a lovely baptismal service. I'm so grateful for the chance to work with them and to see them taking important steps in their life. They already have 2 kids together, and for the world it's easy to say "what's the point of all this? why go through all the trouble just for a paper?" But that's the amazing thing about the Gospel, we don't care about what the world thinks and we know what's important. I'm so grateful for that knowledge. 

Now that my life-long mission dream has been fulfilled, I just need to give my all for one more week. I've never been great about sprint finishes, but I'm going to do the best I can. 

"I can do all things through Christ." -Philippians 4:13

Con mucho amor, 

Hermana Aubrey Glazier

Tummy Ache

Every time I think about how close I am to the end I get such an anxious feeling. Excitement, sadness, fear, happiness, gratitude, love, nostalgia, and many other emotions fill me as I reflect on how far I've come and how far I have to go. My only goal now is go go go go go right until the end! 

This week the branch president's daughter was married. They had a small ceremony in the chapel for those who couldn't go to the temple. We went because they asked me to help with piano. Some of the family members gave talks and talked about how happy they were to have always lived with the Gospel in their family and how that blesses marriages and families. It was amazing to see how happy that branch president was to see his final of 5 children being sealed in the temple. The next day one of the daughters mencioned how everyone was so amazed that the wedding was so fun even though they served no alcohol. The people working in the reception venue commented about how happy and kind every one at the party was. Later another sister talked about how the only weddings they ever go to have been members of their own family because no one else gets married anymore. 

It's amazing how different and how much happier our lives are with the Gospel. Every day the deep crevice between the way God wants us to live and the way the world wants us to live grows deeper. How hard it is for people to understand why we're on this side, why we would choose to be so "limited", why we would be so "closed-minded", or why we would believe so much in things we can't see. What a blessing it is to be a missionary and invite people to come, see, feel, and understand why we do what we do. It makes us so, so happy and we wouldn't sacrifice that happiness for anything. The small amount of service I have done here in Chile will never be enough to thank the Lord for how much He has blessed me - but he accepts it anyway. That's what so great about the whole thing. 

Thanks for always reading my letters, writing me, praying for me, etc. I love you all!

Con amor, 

Hermana Glazier

photos: A beautiful spot in Parral, and thrift shopping in Chile...something I will truly, truly miss.

Heat!

I've never been a lover of hot weather, and let me tell you...it's not even THAT hot here, but there's no air conditioning anywhere. It's sometimes frustrating that something so out of our control, like the WEATHER, is one of our biggest obstacles.

If I could,I would run all over Parral and do a million 20-minute spirit--filled visits with as many people as possible. But that usually isn't possible.

Sometimes we walk slowly to avoid heat exhaustion, everyone offers us juice or something when we go to lessons (and they end up being longer), and sometimes it's hard to focus on what the spirit is telling us to say when all I can think is "I hope I don't smell bad. This fly is driving me nuts. I am so sweaty. When do I need to put sunscreen on again? I should ask them to fill up my water bottle." etc. etc. But like I say, the weather is something that we absolutely cannot control. I don't know why we get so frustrated sometimes with things that literally have nothing to do with our responsibility. Why we spend so much time worrying, stressing, and getting upset about things we can't control. 

I've noticed that when something is really important, the Lord will help us make it happen even when the circumstances are not 100% desirable. That's what happened last week one day when we needed to teach one of our investigators. We always teach him in a member's house, and that day he wasn't going to be home. As we frantically tried to figure out where we could go to teach him, our only option ended up being an Hermana who was preparing to go on vacation. Luckily she accepted our last minute plea and we went over. We had the lesson on her patio because it was so hot inside. Her kids were all walking in and out looking for things to pack their suitcases, the TV was on, the next door neighbors were doing construction and blasting music, etc etc. but It was still and important lesson for us. This investigator has gone to church several times but is hesitant to accept a baptismal date. We knew this lesson had to be spiritual so he could feel that he really needed to be baptized. And it was! We did our best and ignored all the distractions and everything worked out fine. He's still unsure about his date but that lesson was still crucial. 

I hope everyone's doing well, enjoying the skiing (booooo), and enjoying all the other great things that life offers. I'm excited to keep working for a few more weeks and every day I regret not bringing one of those little spray fans...hahaha. 

Love, 

Hermana Glazier

fotos: 

p-day means cooking woohooo, zone conference, my excitement as I received TWO packages! So relieved that I got my Christmas package, finally...if I wouldn't have gotten it at zone conference I would have gotten it when I went to the mission office on my way home haha. AND got to go to breakfast at the Scholes' again!


                                                           

Mawage...

I've just been hearing too much about marriage lately. The mission leader in the Parral Branch just got married, many others in the branch are preparing for their wedding (including some investigators we're teaching), I've received many emails announcing engagements, etc. The curse of the trying-to-not-be-trunky-in-her-last-transfer-missionary!

Aside from all the talk about marriage, the work is going well! We've recently had some drastic changes in our mission. We used to have to keep track of all the lessons, contacts, etc. that we did each week. Now there are only a few things we have to report. The idea is that we should be uniting with the leaders of the church here and all be on the same page (we should have done that before but you know, we're slow learners). It's really cool to see the vision that the Lord's servants have. The idea for them is always to see real conversion and real growth. It's amazing to see how little by little the Lord gets us closer to where we need to be. 

I am so grateful for this time because as I see everything from the outside, the point of view of a person investigating the church, I realize all the things that I want to contribute as a "normal" member at home. I understand just a little bit better than before what it means to be a leader in the church and what that responsibility really means. I know that because of my experience here I'll be able to fulfill better my role as a woman in the church no matter where I am in my future life. 

I'm more grateful every day for my Savior and the great happiness and hope I have as a member of His church. 

with much love, 

Hermana Glazier

Utah Weather

It's been feeling like Utah weather these days (you never know what to expect). My first day in Parral I was welcomed in with a surprise rain storm. We didn't think it would rain when we went out to work and the downpour began when we were on the other side of town. Well, my always-being-prepared-for-the-rain streak had to run out sometime.

Then came the heat wave. It's a LOT hotter here than Conce, because we aren't right by the coast. But I can't complain about the weather, because the work is great! We've been teaching tons of great people and the branch (that's basically like a ward) is awesome. There are tons of great people. Hermana Romero's an excellent missionary, I'm so excited to be working with her for my last transfer. We've seen all kinds of miracles and I've never felt so much momentum in the work. I hope we can keep it up until the end! I can't think of a better place to be for my last weeks and we're so immersed in mission life that it doesn't feel like the end is coming. 

I'm so grateful every day for all that I have learned. I feel comfortable as a missionary,
I feel so sure about every principle of the Gospel that we teach, and I feel so happy to invite people to know about it. I feel like I know what to say and when and I've learned more how to recognize the Spirit. These are things that you can only learn from experience and I'm so grateful that the Lord has given me these experiences. I know for myself so many things that I wish everyone else could know as well. That's why I have to give my all for the next month and beyond. 

I love my Savior and His gospel and I'm thankful for everyone who's taught me about it. 

Con amor, 

Hermana Glazier

fotos: rainy day, and I decided to take a photo capturing the cramming everything into my suitcases at transfer time. Also, saying goodbye to a veeeerrrryyyy old sweater. It was hard, but I know it's for the best.

NO WAY!

That was my reaction when I heard where I will be going my last transfer of the mission. I'm going to be in Parral (close to Cauquenes) to be with Hermana Romero. She's only in her second transfer, and came to Concepción a few weeks ago for her new missionaries conference. I don't know if anyone remembers a week when I said that we had absolute craziness, divisions with new missionaries and mini-cambios and whatever else? Well when we had divisions with new missionaries she was my companion! I loved her so much after just one day with her and I never thought I would be her companion. I'm so excited! And the best part is, no one in Parral knows when I end my mission so I'll be able to focus well.

Christmas was great! It was a tough week as far as work goes, but we tried to enjoy the most we could. We had an awesome Christmas conference with the WHOLE MISSION (first and only time my whole mission) and it was great. We spent Christmas Eve with a great family. It was a calm, classy dinner and they gave us some small gifts. We then decided to follow the Chilean tradition and stay up until midnight to open all our presents! It was a little bit anti-climatic waking up on Christmas day and not having any presents but it was still fun. 

This Christmas season I feel like I have learned a lot about my Savior and what He really means to me. What he did for all of us means that anyone, anytime, in any situation, can start over. Whenever we what, no matter what we have done, no matter how old we are. (I was reminded of that when I watched one of my favorite videos again). It also means that no matter what I'm going through, there's someone who understands. I've had some tough moments in the mission where I didn't even understand myself, and realizing that someone actually does understand was all I needed to feel better. I'm so grateful for that knowledge and I am going to do all I can to let others know the same. 6 weeks is a very short time and I won't be able to do everything in that time. But I'm going to give all I can because He deserves the best. 

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! 

I love you all. 

Hermana Glazier

Photos: reunited with all my old companions at the Christmas conference, Christmas Eve with Hermana Lorena.

Pan de Pascua

If anyone were to ask me what Christmas is like here, I would just say, "lots and lots of pan de Pascua." (similar to fruitcake). No snow, obviously, but it's actually been nice and chilly here in Concepción this past week. It even rained a couple days, so from what I hear, we've been having the same weather as Utah!

This was yet another crazy week - divisions with new missionaries, exchanges with hermanas from our zone, ward Christmas activity (the primary kids from the Collao ward did a Nativity that gave me some ideas for next year with the Glazier fam, including some fancy light effects haha) and much more! We once again are barely keeping up with everything and trying to enjoy the ride. Today we had a zone activity and rushed around to buy some gifts afterwards. Some things never change - I've never been one to buy my gifts very far in advance. I also hate shopping with all the crowds. I should probably change one of those things. 

On Saturday we stopped to talk to a man in the street and invited him to church. He surprisingly said, "Yeah, I want to go" - not just the normal "yeah, maybe I'll pass by sometimes". And he showed up the next day at church! He loved it and seemed to get along with some of the members. Hopefully we'll be able to keep on teaching him. 

I also was very excited to hear on Sunday that a relative of one of the members got baptized in a different part of Conce. (Actually from the Concepción South mission). She was at the member's house one day and we asked if she would like to be visited by the missionaries. I wrote down all her information and passed it on to the office. This was about 2 or 3 months ago and I never heard anything else. In fact, I've passed on the information of dozens of people to the office but it's not likely I'll ever know anything about what happens afterwards. Anyway, a couple weeks ago she visited Collao again and told us she had been visiting with the Elders and going to church and was trying to decide if she should be baptized. We encouraged her to keep praying about it. I was so happy to hear that she had made the decision. It feels good knowing that sometimes the smallest things make a huge difference. 

I hope everyone's been enjoying the Christmas season and have found small ways to serve others. Thanks for all the love and support. I love you all!

Feliz Navidad, 

Hermana Glazier

The only pictures I have this week are from the Zone activity. A major asado. The zone leaders went a little overboard on the grocery shopping and we ended up with a loooooot of meat. 

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

We've been teaching this classic Christmas tune to one of the Hermanas in our house. She's from Argentina but we practice English with her a lot. Her companion, who is from Brazil, is not happy with us - she's been listening to the first 2 lines of "Rudolph" for about 3 days straight. But the good news is, she still has taught me a few words in Portuguese! I love being able to learn and teach languages. It's so fascinating. I would love to be able to talk to anyone in the world in their native language - wouldn't that be amazing?

Anyway - it was a hectic week. There are times in the work where it feels like we're pushing a car uphill and for every foot we push it we have to stop at let it roll back a few inches. Then there are times where it gets momentum and we have to run to keep up, and meanwhile some other things are neglected. I often feel like I'm not keeping up with everything, but we're trying to enjoy the road anyway. I especially love focusing on Christmas and inviting everyone to learn about the greatest gift that has ever been given - our Savior.

I love recognizing and remembering that no matter how much we lack, the Savior makes up for the rest. This week I was studying a talk by Elder Maxwell called "Notwithstanding My Weakness" (follow the link at read it if you have a minute). I love it 1. because it's so well written and 2. because it's so true. Our spiritual progress is never going to be a checklist of things nor anything like it. It's about trying and constantly repenting. Right at the beginning of the talk he mentions that some of us have "false insecurity". Why do we doubt our abilitites, lose hope, or feel discouraged, when we know deep inside that we only have reason to rejoice? I can't help but love everything that has to do with Christmas because it reminds me of that. 

I love you all,

Hermana Glazier

Ramuntcho

Dang, I'm still not used to this only 1 hour thing. Next week I'll write the blog first, deal? But for today enjoy some great photos of Ramuntcho - a beautiful beach where we went for a zone activity today. 

Love you all!

H Glaz

Thanksgiving is every day, man

I chose that title because this Thanksgiving passed like any other day. I thought it couldn't get any less eventful than last year, but apparently it can! As I was eating my carbonada (typical Chilean beef and noodle soup) at lunch ton Thursday, I suddenly remembered that it was thanksgiving. I mentioned it and everybody just said "Oh yeah, that's cool," and we carried on. I didn't feel bad though in all honesty, because EVERY day is like Thanksgiving here! 1. sometimes the food portions are VERY LARGE and 2. I'm constantly and eternally grateful to be here. No matter how much I complain about being tired or how strong the sun is or whatever else, I really do love this place and these people. And most of all, I love talking about the Savior every chance I get. 

That's why I LOVE the new video the Church is using this Christmas season. If you haven't heard of it yet, go to http://www.mormon.org/christmas to watch it. We as missionaries have been invited to use this video in all of our efforts this month. I love it and it's a message that we all can relate to. There's nothing like the mission to make you realize how unimportant the gifts and out-of-control commercialization are at this time. I love focusing on the greatest gift any of us will ever receive. I'm thankful that in my family we always focused on that and that we always did something as a family to serve our neighbors or help out other people and that we always read the Christmas story from the scriptures. Keep up that focus this year and it'll be 100% more enjoyable!

Well, my last piece of news is that we have had an onfortunate occurence here in Collao. This morning I pulled my sheets and blankets off my bed in one large swoop and threw them in the washer without checking to see if any items had gone unnoticed. As were about to go out the door I asked Hermana Corbett to call me because I couldn't find my phone. She said that it didn't ring - it was just turned off. That's weird, I thought, because I had just charged it yesterday. As I went into the kitchen I heard a clunking noise in the washer. In that moment I knew what I had done. I always make fun of people for making those dumb kind of errors and think to myself "how can you just not take care of your stuff like that!" and yet here I am. It's what I get for making fun of people. We'll see if the classic rice-drying method will restore it or if I'll just have to pay for a new phone. Haha I'm so embarrassed. 

Have a great week, love you all!

Hermana Glazier

BIG-TIME cambios!

This past week we saw huge changes in the mission. There were lots of surprising transfers and changes (things that are exciting for us :)

I'm excited to be with Hermana Corbett! She's awesome and we're getting along great. The first week was crazy but things are settling in now. 2 new Elders also came to the ward so it's been like a good jump-start for everyone. We've got some great activities coming up and we're starting to be more united with the ward (that's what happens when you have 2 new Elders who need help from the members to find where people live, etc - everyone is obligated to get involved!)

So the other big change/news is that we now only have 1 hour of internet time instead of 1.5 hours. This is just to let you know that it might be harder for me to respond to my "abundant" *cough cough* emails. Ha. You get to this point in the mission and everyone forgets about you...nah, I don't feel forgotten. I'm just glad that it's at this point they've changed the rule. 

I would just like to take a moment to give a shout out to my little brother who is a STATE CHAMP! Good job, man. Like I have mentioned several times - I'm determined to improve my sports abilities after I get home, and I have great siblings who are going to be able to teach me :)

Well, I love you all, keep working hard and doing good things! 

Love, 

Hermana Glashzieier

p.s. I shouldn't have promised photos of this week because I didn't take any ha! Here are some surprise-attack-while-on-the-computer attempts and a shot of me and H'Meyer eating amazing home-made bread, a kind relief-society president's way of saying thanks and goodbye.

Goodbye Hermana Meyer!

Well, it's happening - cambios again. Hermana Meyer is going to Chillán, and Hermana Corbett is coming! I will miss Hermana Meyer but Hermana Corbett's great too. I'll send pictures next week. I'm always nervous about walking around with another blonde hermana (we get a lot more attention and "hello"s) but I guess we'll just have to tough it out :) I'm also nervous because the other 3 missionaries from our ward are leaving - I'm the only one staying! My memory will definitely be tested these coming weeks.

This week we had stake conference and wouldn't you know it, I was the only person in the stake qualified to play the piano. They called us about 2 weeks ago with an urgent request for someone who knows how to read music to help with their choir rehearsals. I accepted, thinking that they just needed someone to help fill in for a couple practices. I ended up playing all of the hymns for both sessions of stake conference. I'm about 98% sure that it will be the first and last time I will be asked to accompany the hymns and choir at a stake conference because I know there are MANY other people who play a lot better than I do. But I'm grateful that I at least had the ability to fill in where I was needed! 

This also relates to what Hermana Arrington (mission president's wife) spoke about in the conference - how her sister once had to help deliver 3 babies in a medical clinic in Africa. She was shocked when they asked her to help, because she had no experience and thought there surely was someone else more qualified. But there are times where we really are the only ones who can help. Each of us is needed somewhere - even when we think someone else could do the job better or that we aren't up to the task. But as we trust in what the Lord is asking us to do, we will see that our past experiences really have qualified us for what we're about to do. And if we alone don't have the ability to do it, He knows exactly how and will help us. I love that message because it's so true in every part of the work - the Lord needs us to help even when we think someone else must be more up to the task. The truth is, He called and needs US. 

I love the work and I love all of you who are patient and kind enough to read my letters, write me, pray for me, etc. 

Love, 

Hermana Blazer (as they announced my name in stake conference)

The Smallest Cupcake

This week we were given the smallest cupcakes I have ever seen. They were so so so small. But that made me love them even more. Now I'm sure you're thinking, okay, Hermana Glazier, you might be obsessed with tiny things, but it's not as interesting to everyone else. But don't you worry, there's a lot more meaning here than you might think. When the Lord says "by small and simple things are great things brought to pass," he means it.

I've been thinking a lot about the little things this week. The small and simple and how it makes us great. In Relief Society yesterday we talked about some of the small acts of kindness that President Joseph Fielding Smith was remembered for - buying a coat for someone, letting a small child sit by him in conference, things like that. I was so touched by that as I realized that when someone is in a position of fame, wealth, power, etc. it's those tiny things that everyone judges them about. One uneducated or impolite statement could label them forever as ignorant and bigoted, while these small acts of kindness from Pres. Smith left him remembered as a great example of love and Christian goodness. The church provides unmatched amounts of aid for natural disasters and other situations around the world, but most people's impression of the Church comes from their one Mormon neighbor or classmate. Just like a tiny cupcake is fascinating because it's so small, the President of a worldwide church worrying about one child is touching because of its simplicity. The cupcake, or the act in and of itself is so small, but it actually probably takes more effort, more patience, more humility, more creativity. 

We may not be in the spotlight like the "important" people of the world, but we have chances to be important every day! We are important to that person we invite to sit next to us, that person we hug, that person we call, that person we sincerely listen to and pray for. These small acts of service are the lifeblood of the church and the kind of love that the world needs more than ever. A warm greeting from other people means a lot more to someone coming to church the first time (or returning after some time) than a perfectly executed activity or lesson ever could. 

I can testify of all this because I experienced it this week. The members of the church are always serving us - feeding us, driving us home, helping us teach, etc. But there was one small act that impacted me more than a lot of those other things. We were walking to an appointment and I stopped to talk to a man waiting at the bus stop. We started to introduce ourselves and he made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with us. He said he was atheist and didn't want anything to do with our church. Having recently heard the words of Elder Holland reminding us to be persistent, I calmly explained that the truth we share has really blessed us and we know that God wants all of His children to have it. I'm not sure how he segwayed into it, but he starting talking about the United States and how they're going to close the borders and that we're terrible people because of Obama and we're discriminating against immigrants and how we should go back to America and...I'm not sure what he said, in all honesty. That's basically the impression I got - but, after being in Chile for over a year, I have absolutely no knowledge of anything even closely related to politics. I tried to explain that to him. I said we have no idea what's going on there because we've been in Chile for a long time and that we're only here to help our brothers and sisters. He wasn't having it and kept insisting that we were somehow responsible for the injustice and that we should leave Chile, so I told him that he was always invited to share and that it really would bless his life. I assured him that whether he believes it or not, we are brothers and God really does love him. At this point the bus came so we shook his hand and started to walk away. I didn't feel bad because he was attacking us for something we have absolutely nothing to do with, but I did feel sad that people let themselves get so confused sometimes. As we walked away from the bus stop, a woman that had arrived while we were talking was also getting on the bus. She was a little bit rebellious and grumpy-looking, but if she hadn't been getting on the bus we probably would have talked to her as well. She had a large cart of things that she was most likely going to sell. I thought to myself, for a split second, what she was probably like. I know her type. Has talked to the missionaries before, is willing to talk for a second, but will say that she's too busy and that maybe in the future she'll visit the church. She had overheard the whole conversation with the other man, and probably saw the concern in our faces as she turned around to pull her cart onto the bus. She said loudly and sincerely, "Que les vaya bién, chiquillas." (Doesn't translate but just wished us well). I felt that she said it sincerely and from the heart and that she was really concerned for the discourteous way we had been treated. That moment changed my view of her. It was something so, so small, but meant so, so much to me. It was a tiny little cupcake that was just what I needed to keep going. 

I'm grateful for the little things that happen and for the little opportunities I have. 

Now go out and do some good!

Much love, 

Hermana Glazier

Halloween

Halloween was celebrated by eating a few halloween-themed cookies (basically a 5 minute party). It was a great week.

I hate doing this, but I literally have no time left! Just know that I'm well, it was a great week, this week will be greater, the work is true, amen. 

Love you all!

Hermana Gla

Yes, we're real!

It's funny to me how fascinated people still are by the fact that we're from the U.S.

One day we were standing on a corner reviewing our plans and a young boy (probably about 10 years old) came up to us. We asked him where he lived and if we could share with his family. As he was responding, he stopped mid-sentence and moved closer. He tentatively poked my hand as I was trying to write down the information. I looked up at him and he said "Oh, I just had never touched someone from the United States". He seemed very excited to have discovered that yes, we are just like any other person...he soon after ran away. 

Then, another day, we were waiting outside an investigator's house. She wasn't home, so we were waiting a good few minutes outside. Suddenly a group of teenagers ran up, asking if they could take a selfie with us. I was really confused but we accepted. They said it was for their school newspaper or something. I don't really know. The best part was they passed by about 2 or 3 times before actually asking us if they could take the photo. 

As far as the work goes - this week we tried to do more service. As I may have mentioned before, people hesitate to put the hermanas to work. We decided to do surprise service and just arrive at members' houses in our work clothes so they couldn't say no! 2 sisters gave us some small tasks but one still said she had nothing we could possibly help with. 2/3 is pretty good. We'll definitely be repeating that one! 

Yesterday was the primary program in our ward. That thing will NEVER get old. One of the couselors in the bishopbric stood up after and commented on how close the Lord the kids are. It's totally true. Little kids are so easily molded, they're like little sponges. The older we get the harder it is for us to change our attitudes or ideas. The more time we spend in the mission, or in an area, or whatever, the more we think "yeah, I've got this. I know what I'm doing. I've already learned it all". The key is believing in our ability to improve without being prideful. The Lord is always willing to guide us as long as we are willing to listen. 

Thanks for all your love and prayers, 

Hermana Glazier

photos: yet another soccer activity! This time we made zone t-shirts.

me and a completo - the young women were selling them for a fundraiser for their upcoming temple trip