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Saint Bibeau and Crazy, Crazy, Crazy

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My first taste of the infamous Whataburger Saint Bibeau: We had exchanges on Tuesday and I was supposed to go to Hillsboro. At first I was really disappointed, I didn't want to leave because we had an appointment with our most solid investigators, and I really wanted to be there! On top of that, Elder Rowley kept telling me about how awful Hillsboro was compared to Mexia.  He explained how the members are all inactive and how dirty everything is and that they didn't have any food there. Hillsboro was his first area and he absolutely hated it. When we met for exchanges I reluctantly got in the car with Elder Bibeau and we headed towards Hillsboro. Elder Bibeau handed me his tablet and said, "play some music." Side note: President Whitney says we can play whatever music we want as long as it's uplifting, doesn't contain romantic lyrics and our companion agrees it's ok to listen to. I automatically assumed that all he would have on his ta...

Hispanics, Scientology and Underwear

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Español: While tracting through the area most people I talk to have never heard of The Book of Mormon, or they ay leasr pretend they havent. One day we knocked on this door and a woman answered in a heavy accent she said, "Sorry, no English" I saw this as a perfect opportunity to try and speak some Spanish and I said (in probably not very good Spanish), "We're missionaries from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints." A look of understanding appeared on her face, "Oh, si, Los Mormones." We were really happy she knew who we were and we gave her a number to call so she could speak with someone. This happened about 6 other times that day, most of the time I wouldn't even finish speaking and they would say "Si, Los Mormones" and now it happens at least once a day and for some weird reason, Hispanic people are the only people who know who we are. Scientology: We were tracting a few days ago and out of the blue t...

Elder Murdoch's Mexia Apartment in Photos

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There's No Such Thing As a Free Lunch

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Me showing off my hot bod after moving some furniture Another week in Texas for Will.  In addition to his letter (which follows) here is some other information from a letter he has sent mom and dad.  I took out anything too personal. :) Next, yes I'm a Facebook mission now, more information will be forthcoming after they tell me the details at zone conference in Waco. There are roughly 80 members in the branch and we've had dinner at 3 houses (multiple times fortunately) the building is also teeny tiny. The chapel is smaller than our TV room and it also functions and the primary room and the nursery also functions as the Relief Society room. Priesthood meets in the Hallway. My area is massive, it includes: Mexia, Groesbeck, Kosse, Teague, Fairfield and a few others that we haven't been to yet. If you've never heard of these towns before that's normal, the population of my entire area wouldn't even be close to the population of Draper. Rural...

Into The Fire

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It's been a very long week! And a lot has happened! My area is Mexia Texas (pronounced Meh-Hay-Ah) the people here are very... rural. There's a very small branch here and the active members are all really nice! There are a lot of people around here though who get baptized and then return to the Southern Baptist church, they say they're confident that our Church is wrong and yet, they don't want their records removed so maybe they aren't THAT confident. People here are so nice and that was really great at first but it's turned more into a blessing than a curse. Everyone says their interested in what we have to say listens to us and says they'll read the Book of Mormon and meet with us later, but they don't mean a word of it. They're just too nice to say no! One investigator we met was named Raoul, and he was nice but he liked to talk a lot. We tried to teach him a lesson but he wouldn't let us say much he kept talking about h...