I wrote Acey a letter this last week. Funny thing is that I'll probably beat it down there. Crazy to think. I guess you guys already know, but I got my visa! I'm also really glad that my letter came through for your birthday, Mom. I was a little worried that it might not. Anyway, I get to try to pack my bags again! I just hope that I didn't collect too much stuff here... It's kinda sad, though. Elder Seitz was the only one that didn't get his visa. There's still a chance it could come this week, but there's also a chance he could be here for another transfer. He and his trainer don't get along so well... I hope everything turns out okay for him.
|All of us with the Rojas family|
|A picture of our kitchen and beds|
Camacho's conversion story: He's from Mexico. He grew up there until he was 13 when he came to the states (still not sure if he's serious about being illegal). He's lived all over the place. Most recently in Washington, then Sacramento before coming on a mission. He had some contact with the missionaries in Washington, but moved to Cali during the lessons. There he got heavily involved in a gang. His mom came home one day, went into the kitchen, fell on her knees, and just prayed to know how she could help her kids. She was really worried because Elder Camacho was the oldest, and the other kids looked up to his example. Within an hour, the missionaries showed up. He was a little resistent, but one day locked himself in his room with a Book of Mormon, and prayed. He opened to 2 Nephi 31 and got an answer about baptism. And now he's here, four years later. He's about 2 months younger than Craig.
|Elder Camacho and Elder Willey at Zone Conference|