Miniature Road Trip

Mostly because, like I said my area is beyond massive, and we took a trip out to Chiliwack and Abbotsford to go Latino scouting out there. Surrey is really urban, but out there it's all farms and mountains and I literally felt like I was in the Alps PRETTIEST DRIVE EVER. We had lunch with a darling member couple out there who drive over an hour for church every week without fail, and the four of us realized that we would be the beginning of a Spanish branch out there. Just sitting at a tiny kitchen table. Planning for salvation and such. It was such a moment, really and truly. I say this roughly 4 time per email I know, but I am so grateful to be a part of this work.

Also I promised Hermana Archibald that if she catches a squirrel I'll buy her Timbits (donut holes in Canadian) so that's been thrilling as we're out knocking doors and such.

Other highlights of the week included THE BEST STAKE CONFERENCE IN ALL OF EVER. As a special treat they let the missionaries  go to the Saturday night session instead of working and it was a dream. Elder Peter F. Meurs of the 70 was the special guest, plus Pres. and Sis. Burt, so nearly all my favorite humans. And Elder Meurs talked about the need for religious freedom and I was very nearly exploding I was so thrilled about it!! YES! POLITICAL SCIENCE ON THE MISSION! TENDER MERCIES!!

Vanessa and Pablo Acuna spoke too (sorry sorry no idea how to do accents on this keyboard cause Canada), and Ray and Diane would have been SO very proud. The coolest moment was sweet Pablo talking about meeting Vanessa on his mission, and how everything that President Heyman (aka Uncle Ray) had taught him changed every piece of their lives. And then mentioning that I was in the audience as a missionary, and how tiny the world is, and how good God is at pulling all of us into each other and I just am so grateful for my family.

Alsooooo we had interviews with President Burt which was a dream as per usual. I feel like when I'm sitting there with him one-on-one I am the realest me I have ever been. Not Hermana Curtis, not home-Reagan. Just me and everything that I can be and that sounds terribly cliche but email is limiting sometimes when I'm trying to tell you about the things I learn and feel and love out here in The Great North.

Favorite miracle of the week would have to be Ingrid, this cute Colombian woman that we knocked into last week. We were beyond shocked to have actually found a latina. But she was probably even more shocked to find two white girls speaking fluent (kinda) Spanish on her doorstep. Super cool stuff. So we left her a pamphlet about temples and families because she had zero time for us, and went back yesterday, and she invited us in and told us she had read the pamphlet with her 18 yr old daughter who looooved it and wanted us to come teach her next week when she wasn't working. YES. 

 

Oh, and I feel the need to tell all of you to go check out mormonandgay.lds.org as well as religiousfreedom.lds.org because these are important things and real things and you have to go to the right source to get answers, which I personally feel is common sense but the vast majority of the world seems to have missed that. 

Love you all millions, keep being good!

And thank you THANK YOU for the letters and notes and prayers. Means more every week.

xxx, Hna Reags Curtis

Las Photos:

 

 

Running about in the mist-rain which is SUCH a thing here.

 

 

 

 

Failed to get a decent picture of the mountains and vineyards we were  driving through but here is the tiniest sneakpeak.

 

 

 

 

- Teaching with Vanessa! Still blows my mind.