Sit vis vobiscum

The time has come,

As a missionary, time is different. Each day feels like a normal day or even a long day, but then all of the sudden it has been 2.5 months and I feel like I ahven't even been gone. Time needs to seriously chill because I don't want to leave.

This week started out with a sweet FHE lesson about the commandments, the spirit, and the prophet.

Elder Berry got a package with the hot wheels cars in it. We do FHE for the single adults.

On Tuesday, Elder Berry and I made an apple tart.

The man to whom we gave it said that he ate the whole thing and then licked his fingers.

Boots are a big thing here in France and I am trying to convince myself that I can pull them off when I go home.

I got some huge eclaires down in Brive.

Ponderize 1 Nephi 1:3 "And I know that the record which I make is true; and I make it with mine own hand; and I make it according to my knowledge."

Funny story: EB=Elder Berry EU=Elder Underwood

Lady walks by and we both take notice of her outfit.

EU: I'm sorry but that white on cream combination was not working out.

EB: yeah. That's almost as bad as eggshell on cream. It's not the 90's anymore, you can't just do whatever you want!

Cool Story:

My branch threw a sweet Halloween party and everyone was there having a fête in the chapel. It was so fun and everyone had a great time. I took some pictures of the party. Elder Berry and I were the only ones in costumes - we traded name tags. The sound system made the ground shake. There's something that you won't find in Utah! (Notice in the pictures - comparing to the pic from FHE - the pulpit - they moved the chairs out of the way in what looks like the chapel.)

On the bus one day, this guy from a couple of rows up came back and said, 'do you talk about God?"

So, of course, we said yes and he began to unload his questions on us. We answered them but he wasn't believing our words. So we introduced him to e Book of Mormon and showed him a chapter that would answer his questions. So, he read it and he said he understood. It was a great experience that showed to me the power of the Book of Mormon. We started to get his number and then he said, "wait this is my stop." Instead, we just gave him a card and he ran off the bus. Unfortunate. But at least he got his questions answered.

Family and friends. I love you. I'm proud to be a missionary for my Savior.

Love Elder Underwood

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