Due to some experimentation from the mission president, Preparation
Day was moved from Monday to Wednesday for transfer week. Today was
spent doing a lot of packing.
Packing? What? No... Elder Hall is getting transferred! It's really
sad. I was hoping to stick out the rest of my mission in this little
slice of heaven. But I'm going from the pleasant suburbs of San
Antonio to the heart of the I-35. Buda and Kyle. This is most likely
going to be my last hoo-rah of the mission, and it will be a lot of
fun. My new companion is Elder P. The last time I saw him, he was
in training and had a thick backwoods accent. That was in July. Who
knows what he's like now.
I am excited to be heading out, but I'm leaving behind a lot of great
memories. My companions, Elder M and Elder H, who
have become some of my closer friends in my life. This zone of
missionaries, who are some of the hardest workers I know. These Wards,
who haves members with excellent testimonies and anxious to serve the
Lord. These investigators, who have grown so much in the gospel. This
assignment, which has brought me joy and happiness to serve alongside
some of the greatest missionaries in the field. But the Lord knows
that the three months ahead of me are going to be some of the best in
my life, and I'm sure that it will be.
Life is good. There is always something good happening. There is
always light to cleave to.
General Conference happened over the weekend. That was fun. If I have
time I'll do my annual review of it next week.
- Elder Richard Hall
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