August 10, 2009
Well hello everyone.
It has been a longer week. But the first weeks of the transfer are always the longest. Arras is good, but I am really struggling with leaving behind Liege. I had a lot of fun there. The hardest thing with Arras is that it feels really lonely. It is so far away from anything else, and we never hear from other missionaries. We are kind of in the middle of nowhere. We are like halfway between Paris and the coast, where all the action is. But we do actually have a nice apartment.
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Published on
August 24, 2008 in
Updates.
Tags: Belgium, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Diligence, French, Harvest, Mission President, Mormon Mission, MTC, Netherlands, Obediance, Temple.
We received a letter from Elder Curtis’ Mission President, President Woodland. It was a nice letter welcoming Elder Curtis to the mission and outlining the geography of the mission and general statistical information about the Church in that area. Elder Curtis will be blessed to have access to a temple in the Hague, Netherlands during his mission. Ironically it will be closer to him throughout his mission than the Chicago temple is from our current home in Wisconsin. It sounds like he will be serving during an exciting time according the following excerpt from President Woodland’s letter:
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Published on
May 24, 2008 in
Updates.
Tags: Belgium, Called to Serve, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, France, French, Jesus Christ, LDS, Missionary, Mormon, Mormon Mission, Netherlands, Planning, Preperation, Testimony.
The long awaited mission call has arrived. The weeks of paperwork and waiting are now over. The postman delivered the fateful envelope shortly after noon and just by coincidence (or was it?) his Mom called him just as he was opening the mailbox to see that it had arrived. He decided to wait several hours to gather his friends and family to share in its opening so it became an afternoon filled with excitement, anticipation and anxiety. It was an afternoon filled with staring at that envelope the held the key to the next two years of his life. Where would he serve? Would it mean a new language? Would there be indoor plumbing? When would he leave? So many questions and the answers were all in that innocent looking plain white envelope.
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