Hello little pumpkins!

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JACLYN! Holy smokes! I'm so grateful that you are my sister. I hope that one day I can be just as funny, smart, and amazing as you are. Plus I think your one cute mama! Thanks for your love and for just being incredible. I love you!

Today is one lovely fall day. Incredible. I walked outside and just had this giddy feeling. It's fall. I'm in Canada. I'm a missionary. And I'm serving with my best buddy right now. The Elders took us to the most beautiful farmer's market in the world and we got a whole bag full of beautiful fruits, veggies, and raw honey.  Life could not be sweeter. 

This was a very silly week. We had a dinner appointment this Tuesday with the Athanassi Family. It's two sisters and a brother who all live together from Lebanon. It should also be noted that they are in their 60-70's. The dinner was very formal. We had a big fancy place setting, 3 courses, fancy elevator music while we ate. The works. It was a very normal, very fancy, very quiet D.A. We were getting ready to leave after we finished our spiritual thought when brother Athanassi asked in his beautiful Lebanese English "Do you want to get to know the house?" So we said sure and went on a tour of every single knook and cranny of their home. We saw all three bedrooms, the bathrooms, the living room, the food storage room, the water storage room, the office, the sewing room, and then the D.J/Dance room. Yeah. D.J. room. complete with lights and loud speakers. So brother Athanassi puts on some ballroom music and turns off the normal lights and puts on his sweet Christmas lights. Then he says, "Do you want to hear some Quebecois music?" And do you know what he turned on? Club music. And he started dancing like a crazy. Then he turned on some Lebanese music and more Quebecois  club music. The whole time Sister C and I were on the verge of dying from laughter. It was the funniest thing to see. When we left our stomachs hurt so bad. And that is how the most normal D.A. became the best D.A. 

So, apparently there was an earthquake this week. Guess who slept right through it? Yep. Me and the Honeyhead. We got a phone call the next day from a member asking us if we were scared and we were both like "um...no?" And then we heard from like a hundred people that there was an earthquake in the middle of the night. Good thing we were like zombies and didn't even notice. I'm pretty sure if we had, we both would've been like scaredy little chickens.

Let's see...So mother you were right. I was sick this week. Nothing fatal, but on Saturday at about 6 I turned in the towel. Once I got home I crashed and Honeyhead went to cleaning our disgusting bathroom that probably hasn't really been cleaned since 1924. So, I'm dead to the world for about an hour and then I woke up and found our living room covered in bags of trash. So, we load up with trash and go out the back door of our apartment. Our apartment is about 500 square feet and it has two doors. One in the front and one that goes out a back way to the trash. Well, I accidentally let that door shut and it locks automatically. And then we realized....no keys. So we walk to our concierge's house. Let me paint the picture for you: I look like death no make-up, sweats and Honeyhead has a Tyson Chicken shirt on it that says Power full and yoga pants and big pink fluffy socks. Pretty sweet combo. So we knock on our concierge's door, who is the nicest person by the way, and he kindly gives us keys and so we walk over to our apartment only to realize that this key doesn't unlock the back door to our house. So we try the front door and Viola! However, we locked ALL THREE locks on our door. Including the little chain one that keeps the door from opening all of the way. So after about 15 minutes of me sticking all of my appendages into the house trying to get the chain unlocked, we decide to go back to the concierge and ask for a screwdriver. He looks at us like we're absolutely as bonkers as we look as says, "Why? I gave you the keys." And we say, "Well, the problem is the little chain at the top." And he says, "That's impossible unless you went out the emergency back door." Oops. Big no no. So, he kindly gave us a screwdriver to  take off the chain lock and off we go. The only other problem is that we have to buzz to get back into our building because our concierge lives in another building. I'm a missionary so I'm pretty much a professional at getting into buildings so I buzz about a million of them and in we go. Bad idea. So, two of our neighbors come out while Honeyhead is unscrewing our lock and they look at us like we're delinquent robbers so in my delusional French I explain that we're locked out. Yeah. They were not happy. Finally we got in and that is how a five minute run to the dumpster took a half an hour. Gotta love the "within sight and sound rule". 

Yesterday we had one of those experiences that really struck me hard. We were visiting this family and we decided to teach the Plan of Salvation. We started out talking about how we are all children of God. And they argued that it's not true, this family was certain that only Christians were children of God. My heart was so struck by it. I tried explaining that we were all created by this same God who gave us all life therefore we are all His children. But they argued that it couldn't be true. It made me so sad and the words "the worth of every soul is great in the eyes of God" kept ringing in my head. I know that we are children of God. Every single one of us. He loves us no matter how good or bad, how "christian" or agnostic, He loves us all the same. I know that's not really groundbreaking, but for me it was. I'm a daughter of God. I'm His little girl. The apple of His eye. And there isn't anything or anyone who can make me believe otherwise. 

I hope you enjoy this beautiful fall season! I hope you are healthy! I hope you are wise! I hope if your name is Jaclyn Sue you eat a lot of cake and ice cream today:) 

Je vous aime beaucoup!

Bisous Bisous!

Soeur Perkins

Canadian Thanksgiving Day!

Hello!!!!

Today is indeed Canadian Thanksgiving and we are going to be having a big feast in about two hours. We're super excited! More than even most Quebec-ers. They don't really celebrate they just take work off. But Sister C and I decided that this was an excellent opportunity to make a big meal with all of the missionaries we love. Elder Blank and a few other Elders bought a 28lbs turkey! The poor Elders woke up at 5 this morning to go cook the turkey at the mission home. Sister C turned into Martha Stewart and made two different kinds of sweet potatoes. When we just got to the mission office we found out that the Elders in charge of the stuffing burnt it. So that will be interesting. I'm pretty sure it's going to be a great meal though! We even made fancy Indian hats, we didn't want to spare any measure of effort for our Canadian Thanksgiving.

This week was as usual insane! We ran around like crazies here there and everywhere. There is no time to rest here. But it's good and makes me feel like a real  missionary. I think when people are preparing to go on a mission they always think they're going to turn into this superhuman version of themselves, full of charity, patience, love, deep doctrinal answers. But the truth is your just the same. But the good news is that the Lord makes up for your weaknesses. He's helped me be better in ways that I didn't know I could be better. It's pretty incredible!

So, obviously conference was amazing! I couldn't write notes fast enough and I just kept thinking I can't believe I have to wait a whole month before the Ensign comes out. It's ridiculous. I need it now!!! But I'm so happy that we were able to be so spiritually edified by the leaders of this amazing church. However, we were dying by session four. It's been a very, very, very long time (okay, 6 months) since I've sat and watched something. I felt like I had a mild form of ADHD. It was soooo hard to sit there. But it was well worth it:)

On Friday we visited Carline and Gregory. We taught them the entire plan of Salvation and the spirit was really strong so we decided it was time to try to commit them. They were so excited and nervous, but they accepted. We were so happy and my heart just felt to bursting! There are days when I think "Why is this sooooo hard!?". Sometimes being a missionary is really discouraging, but the moments that are rewarding are incredibly rewarding. More than anything else I've ever been a part of. And when those moments happen I can help but happen to feel incredibly grateful for all that I've been given. And seeing that it's Canadian Thanksgiving I want to name a few things that I'm grateful for. I'm grateful for the past year. My life has changed. I've changed. I'm grateful for my companions and the other missionaries I've been able to serve around. I know the Lord sent them to me to help me be better. I'm grateful for my family. They're incredible and my best buddies. I love you all! I'm grateful for my friends who have been there for the past year. Thank you for being patient with my inability to write back:) I'm super grateful for my healthy body, for my curly hair (finally learned to love it), for the fact that I've grown 1/2 inch:) I'm grateful for the ability to pray each night, and even more for the ability to let go of my imperfections as I pray to my Father in Heaven for Forgiveness. I'm grateful for the leaves in Canada that are so beautifully changing. I'm grateful for my Honeyhead. I'm grateful for my District. I'm grateful for my faith, my membership in the church, and my scriptures. I'm just so thankful for all that the Lord has given me and don't really have the words to express my gratitude for all that I have, but as Ammon stated in Alma 26 "Now have we not reason to rejoice? Yea, I say unto you, there never were men that had so great reason to rejoice as we, since the world began; yea, and my joy is carried away, even unto boasting in my God; for he has all power, all wisdom, and all understanding; he comprehendeth all things, and he is a merciful Being, even unto salvation, to those who will repent and believe on his name." Have we not reason to rejoice? Take time this week to count your blessings and name them one by one. 

Thank you for your love and your prayers. Please never cease to pray for the missionaries. We need them! More than letters and packages, and thanksgiving dinner we need prayers! Have a beautiful week! Eat pie! Drink Apple Cider! Count your blessings! Remember that I love you!

Bisous! Bisous! 

Soeur Perkins

Picture of the Week. Yeah. It's random. So this is Elder Riviera he's the AP. And we have this running joke about this crazy Ward Mission Leader from Zarahemla who once drew the Ward mission plan on an orange. So Elder Riviera drew it for me again on a watermelon. So classy:) Or in the words of President Cannon, "So Gangster!"

Hey there!

I'm getting spooked! Ever since I hit my year mark I feel like my life is going by at a rapid rate! Where is time going?! I've been trying to figure out a way to make time slow down, because let's be honest I need more than six months. Oh dear!

This week was actually pretty good. We ran around like crazies, which is pretty much normal. We had Sister's Conference at the mission home and it was soooo much fun! I love being at the Cannon's house and even better...with all of my sista's. We got to sleep over so the night before the actual conference we played games and painted nails. It was so normal...it actually felt weird. I'm turning into that missionary. However, we went to go visit Sister Delgado before Sister's Conference and she painted my nails in this fancy shmancy way that we started calling the Delgado nails. She's too cute. So all week I kept staring at my nails. They were too pretty. I feel like nothing about me is presentable anymore. But last week I had rocking nails. Beautiful thing....um back to sister's conference. President and Sister Cannon really wanted to drive home the fact that we are just as important and influential as the Elders. There were also good trainings on stress management (a must), and language study plans. It was a really great conference. But I would have to say my favorite part was listening to President talk about how fascinated he was by the way gangsters talk over lunch.  "Let's take the phrase 'Get outtta my face'. Can someone literally be in your face? And Bra. I'm not sure that's appropriate to call another person." And in the back Sister Cannon said, "I find this conversation inappropriate." I was laughing super hard. Maybe it's just funny to me because I'm a missionary. 

Can I just say how excited I am for General Conference? It's like the spiritual superbowl. Speaking of sounding like a missionary.... We went to the women's broadcast this last Saturday in French, and it was absolutely incredible. I just love conference! When we were at the stake center I actually met a sister who just returned from serving in STG. It made me so happy! She told me that she absolutely adored her mission there. Really, who can blame her? I'm so excited for GC! Best time of the whole year!!!

So yesterday at church there was a random lady who came to Gospel Doctrine she was clearly not a member so Sister C and I went and sat by her. The situation seemed pretty normal (for us) until during the prayer I noticed that her bag was ticking. Yeah. Like a timebomb. Or the crocodile in Peter Pan. So I look at Sister C to see if she is hearing what I'm hearing and she seemed to be fine. So then I look across the room at the Elders to see if they can hear it and they are also fine. So then I'm like maybe it's my watch. So I casually lift my watch to my ear to see. Nope. Meanwhile the teacher is asking everyone to share a talent they have developed. For some reason  HoneyHead thought she said share a talent you would like to have, so it gets to HoneyHead and she says, "Charity." And I thought "Well, look at you Miss Christ-like attributes." Because Sister C just barely told me like two days earlier that she was working on Charity, and so I thought "oooh-la-la-la you figured that out quick." As you can imagine my brain was reeling. Timebomb. Charity. Crocodile.I knew the Elders would be leaving the class soon to go to the other ward they cover so I wrote them a quick note just in case. I basically told them not to deep fry the turkey for Canadian Thanksgiving (Next week). Yeah. For some reason that was my dying wish. The end of this story is pretty anti-climatic, after class ended she just got up and left. I'm not going to lie a was pretty relieved. And then I told Sister C about the crocodile/timebomb and she started laughing and said, " This is the second time you've thought somebody had a bomb." This is true. If you remember my experience at the court house in Ottawa....so maybe I'm a little paranoid. 

During sacrament yesterday I was reading in D&C 25 where the Lord speaks to Emma Smith. It's such a powerful section for the sisters in the church. I love it! But I was really struck by verse 4, that says, "Murmur not because of the things which thou hast not seen, for they are withheld from thee and from the world, which is wisdom in me in a time to come." It really hit me because....I murmur. A lot. Sometimes I err more on the Laman and Lemuel side and less on the Nephi side. Sometimes I murmur because I'm not sure how things are going to work out. Sometimes I murmur because people are mean. Sometimes I murmur because getting up at 6:30 everyday is not fun. Sometimes I murmur because I miss my old clothes. Sometimes I murmur because I don't recognize my body or hair anymore. Sometimes I murmur because of this or that little detail. I murmur a lot. It's annoying, I'm sure. I bet there are days when the Lord wants to say, "Hey you! Knock it off!" But the Lord has promised us that as long as we listen to Him, He will take care of everything. We've been given so much, but for one reason or another we allow ourselves to forget. The three most beautiful words I've heard in the French language are "Je me souviens" (I remember). Don't forget. Don't forget what you've been given. Don't forget who you are. And most importantly don't forget that He has a plan for us all. 

I really hope this email makes sense. I feel like the longer I'm on my mission the more my brain turns into a pinball machine. It's pretty ridiculous. But please know that I love you and thank the Lord every time I think about all of the beautiful people back home supporting me here. I love you!

Bisous Bisous!

Soeur Perkins

Me and the Honeyhead at the Delgado's house

Me and Sister Delgado with my birthday cupcakes. She is the cutest pie ever and is so kind! 

Hello Family and Friends!

I can't believe that it's fall again, but everything here is saying Fall! Sister C and I have been like busy little beavers but every now and then we take a few minutes to make something delicious and fall-ish (apple crisps, pumpkin cookies, german pancakes with peaches). I'm such a sucker for fall. I LOVE THIS SEASON! I've also been collecting the leaves that never seem to stop falling. It's so stinking beautiful! This is the time of year that I'm actually grateful to be serving in Canada. Too bad winter is coming. Nooooo!!!! I'm still un thawing. 

On Saturday we got to have lunch with the super duper lovely Kat! Oh my goodness! She was the highlight of our week (I'll explain more later). Kat is an amazing member from Dows Lake and every time I see I just can't help but feel so much gratitude. I'm just so happy that the Lord let me be a part of her life. She's an incredible member! I miss Ottawa!! Maybe one day if I'm really good I can go back? Probably not though. 

My district made sure I had the best year mark. We all went out for crepes and this fancy shmancy crepe place that Sister Sandoval took me to for my birthday. It was super yummy! Basically this is my favorite district in the whole world. It consists of Elder Blank and Elder Foster, Elder McMurrin and Elder Mortenson, The Bendios (a Senior couple) and Honeyhead and Me. Basically coolest district everrrrr! If you've never served a mission your District is basically like your little family and this is the best one so far...well...aside from my MTC district. I'm already sad just thinking about the fact that Sister C and Elder Blank are leaving us next month. Boo!

So this week was rough. Super duper rough. Every member that was supposed to help us didn't show up. Our solid investigators went MIA and it just seemed like Satan was being particularly rude. I can't stand him. We had one really really really bad day. Actually it was a bad afternoon. So we decided to go knocking and we got let into this apartment building were no one was interested. So, we're talking in between doors and Sister C tells me about how she used to be afraid that someone would try to push her down the stairs.So, I'm laughing at her and we're about to knock on this the very last door and this crazy old man comes running out of his house yelling (in French) "GET OUUUUUT! GET OUUUUUTTTT!" So, he kind of pushed Sister C towards the stairs and then pushed me towards the stairs. I instantly started laughing like a crazy because I thought, "How ironic?" So, we left that building and went next door. Sister C buzzed on this door and a lady stuck her head out the window so Sister C started explaining who we were and the lady let out a stream of not very nice words. Then our appointment canceled. Our member for the next appointment never showed up and it just seemed like no matter what nothing was working out. If you know me at all you know that my instant gut reaction is to laugh, but the second is to cry. So at this point I'm all water works, because really? REALLY, Canada? So, we ended up going to the appointment sans member. We went to visit a couple named Karen and Gregory. They are really cool and were in a super bad car accident about a month ago. So, we've been going to help them and pray and sing. They love it. On Monday the Elders came with us to give them a blessing. Gregory LOVED it! So anyway  we show up and I'm grumpy gills. But as soon as I saw them my heart melted. And I remembered this line from a song that Sister Sandoval used to play that says, "I can promise, I can promise you that the Lord knows what he's doing." And it just really hit me. He does know. I have absolutely no idea in the world why we had to see all of those mean people, but I do know that He has a plan. I also know that even though it's not easy this is worth it. It's like that quote from Joseph Smith " Shall we not go on in so great a cause? Go forward and not backward. Courage, brethren (and Sisters) and on, on to the victory! Let your hearts rejoice, and be exceedingly glad. Let the earth break forth into singing... Let the woods and the trees of the field praise the Lord,... and let all the sons of God shout for joy!" I have no idea what the Lord has planned but I do know that in the end we will have joy!

Well, I hope you have a beautiful, fantastic, super duper, cozy fall week! play in some leaves and eat something cinnamon-y! 

I love you!

Sister Perkins

 Birthday Crepe! So yummy! 

 Mr. Birthday Suit

Birthday buddies. We look like twiners too huh?:)

Bonjour! 

My birthday was beautiful and glorious and everything I could've hoped for as a missionary turning 23. I had to say goodbye to Sister Sandoval:( after a beautiful crepe breakfast and later had a silly lunch with Sister Hill my Birthday buddy (We were born in the same year too!)  and ended the day with a lesson with Nicole and Pierre. Also, I got to see Elder Leon who is basically my brother so that was really great. It was pretty funny, he just had his birthday last month and so he was telling me how this member bought him the suit he was wearing. He said, "It's my birthday suit!" The best part was that he said it with a straight face and didn't realize what he said until I started laughing. Birthday suit. That is apostate! Super funny! Gotta love transfer birthday day. So. Good. Also, I'm a terrible Sister-in-Law.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY CORTNEY! Sorry that I have the brain of a chicken and forget everything! I hope your day was as interesting as mine. Hopefully you got a new birthday suit like Elder Leon;) So funny!

On Thursday we had our first lesson with Sylvain( our paraplegic investigator) and Sister C. It was a really great lesson at the park next to his house.  At the end he offered to give the prayer and Sister C and I could barely hear him. So at one point we both thought we heard him say "Amen." So then in unison we both said, "Amen." But then we realized that he was still praying. So feeling like idiots we kept listening. After we walked away Sister C said, "Remember how we turned into Pentecostals during that prayer?" It was pretty funny. AMEN!

This week the Lord gave us a whole lot of miracles. We found this man through a less active family who just moved here from Paris. Is that confusing. Sorry. English is hard now. Anyway, so we were watching the Testaments with this family and then we realized that this guy walked in right at the end when the Savior comes. At the end of the lesson we asked him if he wanted a BOM and he was super excited. He also told us that he's going to come to church with us. So cool! This is just one of many miracles we saw this week. OH! Another miracle would be my French has improved significantly. I'm so grateful for that. Please, keep praying for my French! Merci!

I gave myself chills typing the title of this email. One year. Holy Hannah Banana! Where did the time go? I still feel like a little greenie baby. It's a pretty surreal feeling. I've been thinking back on everything I've experienced and everything in the past year that I've learned and it just makes me so grateful. I'm so so so grateful that I did this. I didn't want to. But the Lord told me to. I can't exactly say what finally pushed me to just come. I guess if I'm honest it was the hope that I could change. I've changed a lot. It many ways. I still think I'm really funny, I still dance around the house, I still laugh at my own jokes, I still eat really weird things, I still find joy is crunching leaves, I still love Tiffany Blue and salty snacks. But even with everything I still am, I'm different somehow. 

I remember the first day that I realized I was changing. My companion and I were in a lesson with this man named Justin. He was a lawyer and atheist. But he wanted to know why we believed what we did and how. I remember teaching the plan of Salvation just like I had done for the past four months and then all at once I felt like something clicked. It wasn't just some nice story we told people but this plan was real. This really was the way, not just to live a better life or to make peace with where we came from, but to be saved. It struck me so hard that I felt like this broken piece of my heart shifted and it didn't matter what had happened before because this was true. People always say that you don't come on a mission to get a testimony, but it just happens. At leas for me. I remember the day I realized the resurrection was real. This is a real thing. It's really going to happen. I felt so much gratitude as I realized this is a manifestation of the love our Father in Heaven has for us. Every time I read Alma 11:44 I get chills just thinking about it "44 Now, this restoration shall come to all, both old and young, both bond and free, both male and female, both the wicked and the righteous; and even there shall not so much as a hair of their heads be lost; but every thing shall be restored to its perfect frame, as it is now, or in the body, and shall be brought and be arraigned before the bar of Christ the Son, and God the Father, and the Holy Spirit, which is one Eternal God, to be judged according to their works, whether they be good or whether they be evil." I cried as I read it knowing that he loves us this much. So much more than we will ever know. 

I remember the first time I cried because we had to drop a non-progressing investigator. I remember the pain of saying "Good-bye" to my family in Ottawa, to my home, to my Dows Lake. I remember the indescribable joy I felt when Jeffrey was baptized by William. I remember the way I couldn't stop laughing everytime I was in the care with Sister C. I remember the fear that struck in my heart when I flushed my phone down the toilet. I remember trying so hard no to laugh at Ramon in Zarahemla and the Sisters giving me "the look" to keep it together. Of all of these things that I've experienced I will never be able to forget the change that i've seen in me. I'll never be able to thank the Lord for who he has made of me in these short 12 months. I couldn't ask for more, but I can't wait to see what the next 6 months brings.

Sorry this email was kind of nerdy. But I've become really nostalgic in my old age. Life is crazy. But oh so good. I love my calling as a missionary. I love that I have six more months of this. I love you! 

Have a beautiful week!

Bisous Bisous

Sister Perkins

 SWARMA! My new love. I love, love, love Lebanese food!

 Organic ice cream. This was a foodie dream of a P-day!

 Old Montreal, it's kind of like being in Europe:)

Bonjour! 

I can't believe I'm getting older. How did that happen? I was supposed to stay 19 forever. In my head I'm still 19. I think nearly a year of being around 19 year old boys will do that to you. Actually they are very kind. My district leader is planning a birthday fete for me this Thursday for our District study. And my birthday is going to be a very interesting day because it's transfers AGAIN! Crazy, huh? six weeks is like nothing in the mission. So, it will be sad and happy. Sad because Sister Sandoval is going home, but happy because drum roll.......I will be companions with SISTER CHADBURN again! It's like the Lord gave me a big birthday present. I'm pretty excited:) I love that little coconut head. I've decided that I'm going to go knocking and tell everyone we knock into that it's my birthday.....guilt is the second best tool for conversion. The spirit is the first. I'm also going to run around and yell "C'EST MA FETE!" This is probably only funny if your name is Lindy Pace and you were one of the people at Oula's birthday party. Best birthday EVERRRRR!

So last week was kind of like BLAH! Which is okay, because that's life. So let me tell you about it;) It was a rough one. We were supposed to have a baptism....but then an hour before the mother of our investigator said it was a no go. We were crushed, but more than us SHE was crushed. It was pretty devestating to see her like that. But she promised us that as soon as she gets the green light she's going to get baptized. So not the weekend we had planned, but hey c'est la vie. 

We're teaching this less active members daughter and her best friend (they are 11) and they're pretty much amazing. The last time we were there we watched the Restoration DVD and they both said that they wanted their own BOM. We went back yesterday and they had both read and watched the Restoration film "like 8 or 9 times". Crazy, crazy. Especially because that movie is only like 20 minutes long. I'm really excited to see what the Lord has in store for our area this transfer:)

In other news fall is coming!!! I'm so excited! Fall is beautiful here! I like to walk through the leaves and hear the leaves crunching. I love that you can almost smell fall when you walk outside in the morning. It's so beautiful! I've been collecting leaves like some crazy person. They're just so stinking beautiful! I'm a sucker for this place.

This week we visited this really beautiful sister in our ward. She's an RM and the mother of a beautiful little boy. I love talking to her. This week we talked about beauty and the miracles we've seen. It made me so grateful. A year ago I was really not the same person (you'll probably hear me say that a lot now). I feel like this change has taken place in me and I just love things differently. I love me more. That's been a hard process for me. But I can honestly say I've learned that lesson on my mission. When I was talking to this Sister I shared an experience I haven't told anyone until well Sister Chadburn. There was a time before my mission when I doubted a lot of things, myself, my beliefs, my life. I didn't get it. I let other bad experiences make me go bitter. But I found a ray of sunshine in my day through a talk given by Elder Uchtdorf (I think I quote him every email now), but this talk literally saved me from spriritual ruin. It's a talk called "Your Happily Ever After". I remember listening to this talk nearly every day for months. I actually had parts memorized, but it gave me hope. His words helped me overcome the things that I couldn't say.  And helped me hope for my happily ever after. This quote in particular helped me feel peace,

“You are a beloved daughter of Heavenly Father, prepared to come to the earth at this particular time for a sacred and glorious purpose.” Sisters, those words are true! They are not made up in a fairy tale! Isn’t it remarkable to know that our eternal Heavenly Father knows you, hears you, watches over you, and loves you with an infinite love? In fact, His love for you is so great that He has granted you this earthly life as a precious gift of “once upon a time,” complete with your own true story of adventure, trial, and opportunities for greatness, nobility, courage, and love. And, most glorious of all, He offers you a gift beyond price and comprehension. Heavenly Father offers to you the greatest gift of all—eternal life—and the opportunity and infinite blessing of your own “happily ever after.”

Yes. I am getting older. But I do know that it's going to be a great year. I can feel it. I know that there is an amazing year a head of me. Yes. there will be hard days and weeks, but I just can't help but hope that it will all be happy in the end. Thank you for your wishes! Thank you for your love! Thank you for being a part of my life. I'm so glad that you exist! 23 never sounded so sweet:) C'EST MA FETE!

Bisous Bisous! 

Sister Perkins

 This is our family Christmas card photo with Pierre and Nicole:)

This is Sister S after I turned her into a tree. So the Elders stole our antenna off of our car. They actually held it hostage until we gave them cookies. So this is us after we got it. I felt like Harry Potter, but I look more like Bellatrix. I know what I'm going to be for Halloween:)

  "Je vais chanter avec mes filles!"

This summer I've developed a penchant for frozen water. I'm addicted to frozen water bottles and now Sister S is too. We look like drunks.

Hello everyone! 

How are you all doing? I'm doing pretty good. I'm happy and healthy and can't wait for this new month. I can just feel it in my bones...It's going to be a miracle month! 

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LUKEY!  I'm so happy that you are my brother and that with out fail you always have a good song about peanut butter and jelly, or putting on pajamas. I'm so happy that you're a part of our family! Eat lots of pie, because I know you don't really like cake:)

So this week we had a really funny lesson with this girl named Sabrina. MY NAME! It's so weird calling someone my name. But anyway she's a little crazy, but she has a sincere desire to learn. She's one of those people who has had a really rough life. She's lived in really sketchy situations and just needs some love. We had a crazy lesson that was kind of all over the place and at the end of the lesson I asked if there was anything we could do for her and she said, "Hmmm. GROUP HUG!" It was like the funniest thing I've ever had anyone say when I ask that. People usually just say "No." It made me laugh:)

We also had a really great lesson with Nicole and Pierre. It was soooo cool! We taught her about the importance of prayer and how we receive answers to our prayers. The cool thing about this lesson was that both Sister Sandoval and I could understand everything! The spirit was really strong and she was so excited to pray. She actually prayed at the end. It was so amazing! Teaching in sign has been cool because we totally have to rely on the spirit. It's amazing!

On Saturday we did a lot of visits and pass-bys I would like to write about two in particular that I'm still laughing about.

Experience number 1: About a week and a half ago we met this guy who owned a dry cleaning shop. The circumstances in which we met him included me needing to use the bathroom and the fact that he had one. The bathroom experience was probably the scariest one I've ever had, but that's not the purpose of this story. So anyway we went back to teach him this week and after about a 45 minute rant on his part about how the Bible is like a Sunset and we can each interpret it how we want, we tried to pray with him. Which took another 15 minutes. He talked and talked forever about how we needed to be women of faith so finally I just say, "How about I say the prayer?" And he was like, "Yeah, Sister, pray for me." So, I start praying, but then I was confused because he started praying too. Really LOUD. Like over my prayer. I actually laughed for a little while and he didn't even notice because he was so involved in his prayer. It was hysterical. My companion said she bit her lip the whole time to keep from laughing. 

Experience number 2: We've been visiting this cute little single mom and her 5 yr old son. He is stinking cute and he loves us a lot. Well, when we visited them they had just gotten back from buying his new backpack for school (it's blowing my mind that school has started again).  His mom asked him to go get her scripture and he said, "Je vais chanter avec mes filles" (translation: I'm gonna sing with ma girls!" It was so hysterical! Then he wanted to say the prayer and he said, "God, bless my girls, Chris and Chris." I guess he saw Christ on our tags and assumed our names were both Chris. It was so funny. And then he danced for us. Best visit ever!

This week is going to be awesome because we are going to be having a BAPTISM! Her name is Manntara, she is 14 yrs old and she is the only member in her family interested in the church. It's actually pretty crazy because her whole family was being taught, but she was the only one who continued to learn when we took over for the Elders. She's amazing! Every Sunday she travels an hour by bus and 20 minutes by metro to get to church. The other day we were going through the baptismal questions and she told us that she knows it's going to be hard to be the only member, but she knows it's true. Please pray for her. Oh I love baptisms!

This week was a big learning week for me. I learned a lot about love. Real love. Charity. I feel like I'm good at loving, but less good at the charity part. The love in action part. So, after a really great talk with President Cannon, I've been studying the application part. Oh I have miles to go, but one thing I've realized this week is that, hope is a major part of charity. You can't really love someone if you don't have hope for them. We love our investigators so much that our hope helps them to change. I've been thinking a lot about hope and as  always it goes back to the Atonement. We have hope because of the Atonement. I really love this quote by Elder Uchtdorf "Hope is a gift of the Spirit. It is a hope that through the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the power of His Resurrection, we shall be raised unto life eternal and this because of our faith in the Savior. This kind of hope is both a principle of promise as well as a commandment, and, as with all commandments, we have the responsibility to make it an active part of our lives and overcome the temptation to lose hope. Hope in our Heavenly Father’s merciful plan of happiness leads to peace, mercy, rejoicing, and gladness. The hope of salvation is like a protective helmet; it is the foundation of our faith and an anchor to our souls." We can't lose hope. Not for ourselves, not for those we love. Remember to show love:) Life is so much sweeter when you do!

I hope you have a grand week! I hope you laugh a lot. I hope you sing out loud and eat tasty end of summer treats! Enjoy because Adam fell that we might feel Joy! 

Bisous Bisous

Sister Perkins