Our Sunday mornings are just a little bit different
from the ones back home. We attend church
in the very ornate Joseph Smith Building along with
206 Sister Missionaries. The service last 1 hour and
each week Darvin blesses the sacrament. There are
only six men to help with this portion of the service.
The services are so quiet that when I turn my
pages in the scriptures, I can hear that echo
throughout the building. When you partake of the
sacrament you hear the sound of putting the cups
back in the tray. In addition, I can't describe
the spirit in this room, as everyone here
is here to serve the Lord, and have paid their
own way to do so. Sisters from Tonga,
Columbia, India, Austria, Canda, France, etc.
The talks are by the youth, and very spiritual
in nature. I wanted to make a good impression
for my first Sunday here. I wore a long lace skirt
with my new shoes. However, I didn't realize
until arriving home that my shoes
didn't match. Ugh! (so much for a good
impression)