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The temple story. I got an email from sister Braithwaite about doing something here in Honduras to help a needy family. She said the youth got together and raise some money and wanted to use it for a good cause for Christmas. I told her we were going to donate some money so that a couple could go to the temple. The ward was planning a bus trip to San Salvador temple on the 26 of December. She emailed me back and asked me how much does it cost to go to the Temple. I wrote back and told her about $40 a person. She put money in our account. I contacted the bishop and Moses his first counselor was taking care of the trip. I told him I had some money that I would like to donate from the youth of my ward to help someone that could not afford to go to the temple. Moses said that would be okay but he first wants them to earn as much money as possible to go. Later he told me that eight people could go, a couple return missionaries, some youth and a family that have not been for a long time. I explained that we wanted to go if there was room. He said there was room but when I gave him the money for the trip he said the bus was full but on Sunday the day before the trip he said there was a cancelation and so we were going. We got to the church at 8am but the buss didn’t leave until 10am. was packed and on the way we got a flat tire. When the driver changed the tire the jack didn’t raise the bus high enough to put the spare on and so he put blocks of wood under the axle and climbed under the bus to lower it. I was nervous that the blocks would hold because if not the bus would of crushed the driver. Safety is not real big here. Another hour into the trip another tire blew. The bus has double tires in the back. The driver just kept on going. We got to the Border; the Honduran side would not let us out because we did not have the proper stamp on our passports. Hermano Raymond found the stamp that says we have until January 12 2012 to be in the county so they let us in. There was a brother with a Chilean passport and they would not let him enter. They ask me to say a prayer so that this brother can get through. I did. They let him pass but he had to pay $60. Money talks here. When we got to the El Salvador side an officer came on the bus and took my passport and left. I finally got my passport back and was told that everyone on the bus had to enter individually. Thy let us in but the same brethren that paid $60 had to pay $20 to get in to El Salvador. We got to San Salvador around 9pm and went to a bazar place and had Papulsas a Salvadorian food that is tortillas with cheese in the middle. We got to the place where we were staying around 11pm. It was like three large rooms with two bathrooms. 15 women in two rooms with one bathroom and 12 men in another room with one bathroom. We all slept on bunk beds. We got up a 4am to take turns using the bathroom. We ate fried bananas and beans for breakfast and made the 8:30am Session. The youth did baptism for the dead there was about 8 youth that went. One sister got her own endowment out. Her mother died in May. Her mother went to the doctor to get a shot; it got infected and died suddenly. We attended her funeral she was the relief society president. Her father went with her to the temple. I ask her how she felt and all she could say was how wonderful it was to be in the temple. Her father told me he went to three sessions and did baptism for the dead. He is our ward clerk in our ward. The young men’s president went with us and after doing another session at 2:30 pm I went downstairs and did baptism for the dead with him. He told me that this is his third time today doing baptism with the youth. It seems they appreciate the temple more than we do because they just spend all day at the temple. It was an exhausting day. We went to a mall and had Taco bell for the first time since we been here. We bought the sister that made us breakfast some taco bell. We made it back to our place around 11pm. I feel asleep on the couch out front because it is a mad house in the room with all the youth. I am not as young as I used to be so I need more sleep than I used too. I heard the sister get up a 3am. We went back to the temple in the morning and did a 7am session and we left for San Pedro Sula at 10am. Drove three hours got to the border we had to pay $3 each to enter Honduras. Don’t really know why. The bus stop in the city of ocetopece and had the tire fixed. We have been driving on that one tire for two days. All I can say is the trip was worth it no matter being on a crowded bus for 10 hours. When we went to the first session, it was all in Spanish and It was hard to understand but because we have been to the temple a lot we knew what they were saying. When I enter the temple room I was asked to be a witness. I said no. a few minutes latter I was asked again and I said yes. I looked over and told your mom. We are the witness couple and she said What. We don’t speak enough Spanish but we did it and the Lord blessed us with a great experience. We are spoiled. How many of you would travel on a bus for 10 hours one way and be grateful to go to the temple. The youth could not stay away from the temple they did baptism 3 times in that one day and went back in the morning for one more time. We met three return missionaries from our mission at the temple. Just released two weeks ago. We met a sister that left the mission early because of a physical problem. They all said that they missed being on a mission. One of the elders missed his companion that is still serving. I have to say that I was so grateful to be able to go to the temple. This was a sacrifice that I will never forget. The members will be very grateful for those that have helped them get to the temple. When you see the youth kind of hesitate at first but by the time the bus is going home they hugging each other and are actually enjoying each others company. We didn’t do much singing on the way home but they told jokes. I could never understand the punch line because it was said so fast and when I ask what did he say, they were laughing so hard to tell me. Then another joke would start. I was kind of lost through all that but I saw how the whole bus came together and just laughed, talked and just enjoyed each other. The old, the young , male, female just all got along. The spirit of the lord makes you feel good about yourself. When you are doing what is right, you just get the whole some feeling and want to just continue what you are doing. This is the answer to being happy. When we finally got back to SPS, Hermano Raymond thanked everyone for going and said some kind words to the bus driver. He was a nonmember. Some of us thought he drove to slow and took too long to get there and back. Then a bishop form another ward spoke up and thank the bus driver too. Then we said a prayer. That doesn’t happen to often where we live. Saying a prayer after the trip thanking the lord for the safe travel and that we can all remember how grateful we are to have gone to the temple. I talked with Moses, he was at the church, He said he s sorry that he didn’t get a chance to go because he loves how members bond together. Ya see Moses is in a wheel chair, he had an accident that took away his legs and apart of his strength in his arms. Being in a wheel here in Honduras is very hard because most places don’t have wheel access. Not like the states. Moses told me if there was room he would of went. He would have had to be put in a chair he didn’t like but it would be worth it to go. I tell you I love this gospel and how blessed we are to be apart of it. I love you guys will all my heart and am grateful to go to the house of the lord. I pray for the time that all of my kids will be in the Celestial room with us. Lv dad

The temple story. I got an email from sister Braithwaite about doing something here in Honduras to help a needy family. She said the youth got together and raise some money and wanted to use it for a good cause for Christmas. I told her we were going to donate some money so that a couple could go to the temple. The ward was planning a bus trip to San Salvador temple on the 26 of December. She emailed me back and asked me how much does it cost to go to the Temple. I wrote back and told her about $40 a person. She put money in our account. I contacted the bishop and Moses his first counselor was taking care of the trip. I told him I had some money that I would like to donate from the youth of my ward to help someone that could not afford to go to the temple. Moses said that would be okay but he first wants them to earn as much money as possible to go. Later he told me that eight people could go, a couple return missionaries, some youth and a family that have not been for a long time. I explained that we wanted to go if there was room. He said there was room but when I gave him the money for the trip he said the bus was full but on Sunday the day before the trip he said there was a cancelation and so we were going. We got to the church at 8am but the buss didn’t leave until 10am. was packed and on the way we got a flat tire. When the driver changed the tire the jack didn’t raise the bus high enough to put the spare on and so he put blocks of wood under the axle and climbed under the bus to lower it. I was nervous that the blocks would hold because if not the bus would of crushed the driver. Safety is not real big here. Another hour into the trip another tire blew. The bus has double tires in the back. The driver just kept on going. We got to the Border; the Honduran side would not let us out because we did not have the proper stamp on our passports. Hermano Raymond found the stamp that says we have until January 12 2012 to be in the county so they let us in. There was a brother with a Chilean passport and they would not let him enter. They ask me to say a prayer so that this brother can get through. I did. They let him pass but he had to pay $60. Money talks here. When we got to the El Salvador side an officer came on the bus and took my passport and left. I finally got my passport back and was told that everyone on the bus had to enter individually. Thy let us in but the same brethren that paid $60 had to pay $20 to get in to El Salvador. We got to San Salvador around 9pm and went to a bazar place and had Papulsas a Salvadorian food that is tortillas with cheese in the middle. We got to the place where we were staying around 11pm. It was like three large rooms with two bathrooms. 15 women in two rooms with one bathroom and 12 men in another room with one bathroom. We all slept on bunk beds. We got up a 4am to take turns using the bathroom. We ate fried bananas and beans for breakfast and made the 8:30am Session. The youth did baptism for the dead there was about 8 youth that went. One sister got her own endowment out. Her mother died in May. Her mother went to the doctor to get a shot; it got infected and died suddenly. We attended her funeral she was the relief society president. Her father went with her to the temple. I ask her how she felt and all she could say was how wonderful it was to be in the temple. Her father told me he went to three sessions and did baptism for the dead. He is our ward clerk in our ward. The young men’s president went with us and after doing another session at 2:30 pm I went downstairs and did baptism for the dead with him. He told me that this is his third time today doing baptism with the youth. It seems they appreciate the temple more than we do because they just spend all day at the temple. It was an exhausting day. We went to a mall and had Taco bell for the first time since we been here. We bought the sister that made us breakfast some taco bell. We made it back to our place around 11pm. I feel asleep on the couch out front because it is a mad house in the room with all the youth. I am not as young as I used to be so I need more sleep than I used too. I heard the sister get up a 3am. We went back to the temple in the morning and did a 7am session and we left for San Pedro Sula at 10am. Drove three hours got to the border we had to pay $3 each to enter Honduras. Don’t really know why. The bus stop in the city of ocetopece and had the tire fixed. We have been driving on that one tire for two days. All I can say is the trip was worth it no matter being on a crowded bus for 10 hours. When we went to the first session, it was all in Spanish and It was hard to understand but because we have been to the temple a lot we knew what they were saying. When I enter the temple room I was asked to be a witness. I said no. a few minutes latter I was asked again and I said yes. I looked over and told your mom. We are the witness couple and she said What. We don’t speak enough Spanish but we did it and the Lord blessed us with a great experience. We are spoiled. How many of you would travel on a bus for 10 hours one way and be grateful to go to the temple. The youth could not stay away from the temple they did baptism 3 times in that one day and went back in the morning for one more time. We met three return missionaries from our mission at the temple. Just released two weeks ago. We met a sister that left the mission early because of a physical problem. They all said that they missed being on a mission. One of the elders missed his companion that is still serving. I have to say that I was so grateful to be able to go to the temple. This was a sacrifice that I will never forget. The members will be very grateful for those that have helped them get to the temple. When you see the youth kind of hesitate at first but by the time the bus is going home they hugging each other and are actually enjoying each others company. We didn’t do much singing on the way home but they told jokes. I could never understand the punch line because it was said so fast and when I ask what did he say, they were laughing so hard to tell me. Then another joke would start. I was kind of lost through all that but I saw how the whole bus came together and just laughed, talked and just enjoyed each other. The old, the young , male, female just all got along. The spirit of the lord makes you feel good about yourself. When you are doing what is right, you just get the whole some feeling and want to just continue what you are doing. This is the answer to being happy. When we finally got back to SPS, Hermano Raymond thanked everyone for going and said some kind words to the bus driver. He was a nonmember. Some of us thought he drove to slow and took too long to get there and back. Then a bishop form another ward spoke up and thank the bus driver too. Then we said a prayer. That doesn’t happen to often where we live. Saying a prayer after the trip thanking the lord for the safe travel and that we can all remember how grateful we are to have gone to the temple. I talked with Moses, he was at the church, He said he s sorry that he didn’t get a chance to go because he loves how members bond together. Ya see Moses is in a wheel chair, he had an accident that took away his legs and apart of his strength in his arms. Being in a wheel here in Honduras is very hard because most places don’t have wheel access. Not like the states. Moses told me if there was room he would of went. He would have had to be put in a chair he didn’t like but it would be worth it to go. I tell you I love this gospel and how blessed we are to be apart of it. I love you guys will all my heart and am grateful to go to the house of the lord. I pray for the time that all of my kids will be in the Celestial room with us. Lv dad