I sketched out this letter on the top of a mountain in Jamaica.
The mountains of Jamaica make me happy
Blue Mountain doesn't feel like the Jamaica I know. It is so quiet and peaceful. No loud music. No yelling or singing. Just the breeze in the trees. So clean and so crisp. Words cannot describe the beauty in the colors or the cool mist on the mountain. It is just an experience that I have tried to keep in my mind. It has always been a dream of mine to hike Blue Mountain. I never thought it would actually happen as a missionary. But as they say, "dreams do come true".
Best P-day in Kingston!!!
This past week was a good one. From Monday to Tuesday we had trade-offs with the Portmore STL's. I picked coconuts, ate mangos and just talked. I was grateful for the trade-off and even better is the fact that we made it home without taking any wrong buses.
Trade offs with Sister Dasha
Vernon's baptism in Spanish Town
3 cheers for Vernon!!!
So much happened this past week. Love letters. Testimonies. Conversion. Laughs. Sun burns. On and on. Don't worry, I wrote it all down in my journal so I can tell all my stories when I get home.
She is seriously my best friend.
Tanya and friends
My other best friend
Travis was back for a few days. I love Travis and Sarah. They give me jokes and make me happy!
This is Clayton. He is not even our investigator. We are just friends.
He says he is famous. I took a picture just in case.
I love you all so much and I am absolutely dying to see you.
Love and blessings,