El Edificio Gran y Espacio (T1 W8?)

Hola amigos (12/3/18),

So I am going to try my very darndest to make this quick, since I am just about out of time.

So tomorrow, we will get our transfer calls. This has been an extra long transfer since I technically came in during week 5 of last transfer. So technically I'm starting week 8 in this area! I am most likely going to stay here and be follow-up trained by the one and only Elder Gibby. I'm excited to stay here, since we have people set up for baptisms already. I have been amazed at how the Lord has been pushing Elder Gibby and I to the limits. Every week we reconsider the way we teach and find so that we can have more success. After such a long time in this area, it looks like we're finally figuring out how to run a Spanish area. It looks like by the end of this transfer, we will have picked up (meaning we taught them, left commitments, and set up a return appointment) over 100 people! 

Here's a crazy story from this week! So I had the chance to go on exchanges with Elder Cleere from the Foothills area. He has been out for 4 transfers, so he is actually pretty green still. (Even though he's been out way longer than me). The Foothills area typically finds about 2 people per week. When we did our daily planning first thing in the morning, I promised Elder Cleere that we would find 2 people... that day. He thought I was crazy, but agreed to it. Throughout the day, I indulged in my favorite activity: tracting. We knocked door after door after door everywhere we went. Foothills was out of miles for that month already, so we were walking everywhere (they didn't have bikes either). After we had knocked around 20 doors in a certain area, I saw another open-air complex with probably about 20 doors. Not being able to restrain myself, I began to knock doors. The first door we knocked belonged to a young guy who gladly let us in. I taught him the Restoration and he was super interested, in fact, he said that he would be willing to be baptized if he knew it was true... I didn't even ask! We left him a Book of Mormon and set up another appointment. He was a miracle because the morning is a less-effective proselyting time and you will almost never pick anybody up. I'm so glad we decided to tract! But wait, it gets better! Towards the end of the day, right after dinner, we went to a place where there are a ton of complexes. They are all about two stories high and have maybe 8 doors each. We tried to visit a potential in one, but they weren't home, so guess what we did? Tracted! After knocking a few doors, I looked up the hill and had an idea. All these little complexes sit around a steep hill. At the top of this hill sits the eyesore of all nations, The Great and Spacious Building (the title of the email XD). It is a 13 story apartment complex with 10 doors per floor. It is extremely out of place and seemingly random. Can you guess what my idea was? That's right. Good ol' TRACTIN'. And so we did. As we got in the doors of the building, there was another set of doors that were locked. Elder Cleere sat down and told me that the only way to get in was to wait for someone to pass by and let us in. "Are there any members in the building?" He replied that there were. "Are they pretty chill?" He again replied that they were super laid back. So, I pulled out the Area Book and looked up their apartment number and telephoned them from the intercom. A mans voice responded. "Hey, what's up?" I replied "It's the missionaries." He said "'Aight, give me a second." Then he hung up. Before I could figure out what was going on, the doors unlocked. It was a miracle! Elder Cleere and I jumped in and hopped on the Elevator. We proceeded to choose and tract random floors. We would basically just close our eyes and choose one. We bounced up and down for quite a while. Then we realized that time was running out. I felt like I should ask Elder Cleere about the appointment they had tonight with a member who lived on the other side of the area. He told me he hadn't confirmed it yet, and so we decided to call him. The member told us that something else had come up and he had to cancel. It was PERFECT! We had the whole rest of the night to tract the Great and Spacious Building. We knocked door after door after door. A good amount of people actually answered, but nobody was interested. Time was running out. We had knocked every door on all but two of the floors. Floors 3 and 2. When we got on the elevator, I thought it would be clever to press both three and two at the same time and go to whatever floor it chose. I didn't realize that it would just highlight both of them and stop at three first. As the elevator stopped and opened to floor three, I didn't move. Something was wrong. Elder Cleere stood up and began to walk out but I said to him, "Elder Cleere, we aren't supposed to go to this floor." He looked confused, but walked back into the elevator. The doors closed and we descended to floor 2. When the doors opened, we walked out and began knocking doors again. After 9 doors that either didn't answer or weren't interested, we knocked on the last door. A lady opened the door and let us in. She was super nice and told us to come right in. Right as she turned around to try and pick up the stuff on her couch, I turned to Elder Cleere and said, "we need to take off our shoes" Something I have never done at somebody's house without them asking us to do so. We took off our shoes and talked a bit with the lady. She was so prepared to receive the gospel. As we talked, we connected really well, and she told us a bit about her life. As it turns out, she was touched that we had taken off our shoes, which, in her native culture was a sign of great respect. She was incredibly impressed with the way we presented our message and the feelings she felt as we shared with her the message of the restoration. She was super interested and we set up another appointment for that week. As we left her apartment, Elder Cleere and I looked at eachother in amazement. That had been the craziest day ever. The promise I had made Elder Cleere at the beginning of the day was fulfilled! We found 2 people!

I know that God is in the details and that he is directing us in the work. Thanks so much for your support and prayers! I hope you all have an awesome Holiday season!

--Elder Davis

Loco Jose and Other Interesting Characters (T1 W6)

What's happenin' amigos?

So, I'm going to try my very hardest to keep this email shorter than the Bible... but nobody's perfect, right?

JK I will, I promise.

So allow me to tell you about a wonderful gentleman named Crazy Joe, or Loco Jose, if you prefer. 

We met him on Thanksgiving Day, a day when average missionaries visit members or stay in.

We are not average missionaries. So we decided we were going to knock doors. Crazy, I know.

It was about midday when we came across the apartments where Crazy Joe lived. We had parked the car and begun walking towards the building when I spotted a man sitting in an old truck, doing absolutely nothing. I walked up to him and said, "Hey! How's it going? Do you have a second real fast?" He looked at me and cracked a smile, "Well, I haven't been doing anything all day, I'm retired and I've got all the time in the world!" We laughed and I told him about who we are and asked if he would like to hear a message about God. He jumped out of the truck and waved us over. "Come right on in!" he yelled. He introduced himself as Crazy Joe, and we shook hands with an old lady sitting in a chair, who introduced herself as Tip. We began to talk to them about the Gospel, but were quickly pushed off track when Crazy Joe started speaking. When he spoke, he walked around the room, waving his hands in the air, practically yelling as he did so. He told us all sorts of stuff about how much he knew about the bible and how much he had learned in prison. Usually, we would have tried to either get the conversation back on the Gospel or try to get out the door, but today was thanksgiving, and we had all the time in the world. Crazy Joe told us about his life, while making less-than-Christlike comments to Tip. Turns out Tip's sister and his brother were married... so that makes them siblings-in-law?? Anyway, he told us all about the Chicano movement of the 60's. Something I had personally never learned about. Sounded pretty interesting at most, but now I know more than I did before, right? At one point, he pulled out some poetry he wrote behind bars. It was... interesting to say the least. He then decided he would like to pray with us. We held hands in a circle and he gave a very passionate prayer of thanks to God for sending us to him so he could teach us the ways of the Lord. After what seemed like ages, we finally left, knowing more about things we didn't never thought we needed to know more about.

We run into a lot of very interesting people out here in the city. So many people we run into are in circumstances so humble it makes me wish I had something to give them. Last night, we ate with a family that had just enough to make two meals for us. It was so hard to eat and know that they wouldn't be having much that night. It inspires me to see that Humility and the true Christlike character of so many of the people we meet. These experiences inspire me to be a better person and to not take for granted anything I have. That being said, I am so thankful for all of you and the support that I receive from you all. I am so truly blessed to have the privilege to wear the name of our Savior, Redeemer, Messiah, and Lord on my shirt every day. I know that he lives, and I know that he wants nothing more than for each of us to return to him and experience true joy. I know he is present in our everyday lives. I love the work, I love the people, I love the language. I hope you all have an incredible week and an incredible holiday season. 

Con amor,

--Elder Davis

¡Beverly Hills! (T1 W4)

11/12/18 ¡Hola Familia!

How's life going? This week was pretty crazy, but I am beginning to think that crazy is normal around here haha. 

So let me tell you a little bit about this week! So it started off pretty normal... As far as missions go... We tracted a lot we talked to a lot of people and taughta lot of lessons. 

So I don't know if I've mentioned Omar before. He is somebody I OYM'd on our first week out here. He seemed relatively interested and we set up a return appointment. He didn't have service to his phone so we got his Facebook. He never responded to any of our texts and our appointment fell through. Then when I was on exchanges with Elder Nadybal last week, I decided to knock his door. He was busy but he let us set up a return appointment. When E' Gibby and I showed up for the appointment, he turned out to be super solid! He had been reading the book of Mormon (A miracle in and of itself because literally nobody reads when you commit them to). Even better, it was with a member, Hermano Buenrostro, our ward mission leader, present. He just sucked up the Plan of Salvation lesson and the spirit was so strong. We put him on date for baptism on December 8th. We have such high hopes for him. We've only taught him twice, but honestly that's a lot more than we get with a lot of people. Buuuuut... There's a catch. We had invited around 12 people to church, 5 of which who gave us solid yes's. And guess how many showed up? Zero. Again. That means that Omar is now off-date.  We brainstormed for a long time just trying to figure out what we did wrong. We had Double-wall committed Omar in the lesson, confirmed with him Saturday night, and we were on his doorstep Sunday morning talking with him... And he didn't come! Each other person had also committed Saturday night and none showed. So, together, we came up with the 13-step program. Basically it involves 13 contact attempts from the lesson until Sacrament Meeting. There should be absolutely no way that they can say yes and not show up. It's intense, but at this point, we are going to do everything we can do to get people to church. Also, we couldn't call people Sunday morning.... More on that in a bit.

So Friday night to Saturday night, I was once again in charge of the area for an exchange. I got to work a bit with Elder Turville. His area is Front Range/Platte River. That is the farthest area from Denver in our district. It's also the farthest west part of the Spanish area. We never go out there though because we have quite limited miles. (We get 1000 per month and we have to do 8 exchanges in far off places.) Anyway, Elder Turville is a pretty funny guy, thus is his first transfer as a senior companion. He came out at the same time as Elder Gibby. He and I taught José Bonilla again. The funny thing about that is that I have only taught José on exchanges, so Elder Gibby still hasn't met him haha. He had so many questions about the book of Mormon and we had a super good discussion. My Spanish has improved dramatically from when I first came out, it's incredible. I still miss a lot of grammar, but with time I believe I will figure it out. Elder Turville and I went tracting for a good part of the day, it was strangely warm, like 50-something degrees. Elder Turville never tracts in his area, so it was something foreign to him. I would have loved to give him a chance to do a door approach, but A) we didn't run into any white people, and B) nobody stinking answered the door. Anyway, we had a few good lessons and visits.

The title of the email comes from the fact that I like to name groups of apartment complexes. One is called Mexiplex, another is BING BANG BOOM and, if course, Beverly Hills haha. 

I also had an interview with President Gifford this week. That went really well. He told me that he was confident I could run an area and be an effective missionary. He also told Elder Gibby our futures. Looks like I am going to be here for two transfers and then be transferred out west and E' Gibby will become a zone leader here and Denver 1st will become a zone leader area. How crazy is that? This means I will be here until past Christmas.

Speaking of Christmas, there has been snow on the ground here for about 2 days. Looks like it's not going anywhere either. Winter is here and it is so weird! I get to go on exchanges with the Zone leaders tonight. I'm actually pretty stoked. Hopefully I don't do anything stupid haha. The mission office probably thinks I have though. Elder Gibby broke his TIWI card (driving card), so he uses mine and he has now gotten several violations on it. Hopefully I can explain that. 

I love the people here so much and we are teaching so many amazing people. We picked up two people yesterday and they are actually super solid. One is from Perú and the other from Mexico. They are both older ladies and are very interested in the gospel.

The gospel is true and I love every moment of missionary work. Our ward relief society leader basically grilled everybody in Ward council yesterday and now our meal calendar is a lot more full haha. I can't wait to hear from you guys, this week and on Christmas! Good luck with Thanksgiving!! My ward has a Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday because most people are living in part member families and their relatives are all in Mexico. Pretty cool idea! Anyway, love y'all! Have an amazing week! 

Love, 

--Élder Davís

(PS Light the world came out today and they have a really good program this year of how we can light the world, our community, our families, and our faith. Check it out lighttheworld.org )

What the... Snow? Outside the apartment views lol

Exchange with Elder Turville 

Mountain View Zone Conference

Here are some pictures from the latest zone conference :)

¡¡Montañas!! (T1 W3)

¡Hola Familia!

Okay so I am like already out of time so this one might be quick.

So this week was probably the best week of my mission so far. It was hard, though. Don't let it ever be said that a mission is easy. This is probably the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Anyway, it was a good week. 

So we had exchanges this week. Elder Gibby decided to leave me in charge of our area. I told him that I could handle it, and he said he was sure I could. I have been making a ton of progress. But on the inside, I was terrified that I didn't speak Spanish well enough. So that afternoon I prayed with all my heart that I would have the confidence I needed to open my mouth and just be relaxed. I forgot to mention that he was leaving me with Elder Nadybal... Who is just as green as me....who is an English missionary. That night I packed up E' Nadybal and we headed back to my apartment. Also my first time driving in a long time . The next day we sat down and had an effective daily planning, left the place on time, got to all our appointments on time, I OYM'd (Open Your Mouth: Basically just talking to anyone on the street. It used to be super terrifying for me, but I am so used to it now. Turns out most of the missionaries in the mission don't do it. I breached one of those barriers in my mind this week) everyone, and we didn't crash. It was super successful! We had quality lessons, I saved one investigator, Luz, from being dropped, and she had been reading the BoM. We also contacted a referral named José Bonilla who I seriously think could be a baptism. My Spanish flowed smoothly and I understood what they were saying. It was a miracle! Elder Gibby told me afterwards that even though it's only been a few weeks, he felt like I am ready to train another missionary. I am loving the work so much!

I have started trying to have the most meaningful personal study I can during the morning. I have started studying by topic, after praying for guidance, and I have learned so much more. I have studies topics such as Humility, Companionship, and Missionary Work. I really am getting a lot out of it and I feel the spirit more each day.

Speaking of the Spirit, we had so many miracles happen this week. For one, we have started praying as a companionship to find a family to be baptized this transfer, and since we started that, we have found a family every day! We are now teaching the Rios family, he Bonilla family, and Myrna, who has an adult daughter living with her. Let me tell you about Myrna. We met her yesterday, she was a referral from a set of English missionaries. I had knocked her door with Elder Nadybal, but she didn't answer. But yesterday she did. She let us in and we saw that she had just been reading the Bible before we knocked. The Lord has a hand in everything. So, by accident, we both forgot our bags when we went out tracting last night, so we decided to do it the old fashioned way and carry a book of Mormon around with us. When we came in, I set my Book of Mormon on the armrest of the couch (something I never would have done if I hadn't forgotten my bag). We were just settling in to teaching the restoration when she pointed at the book and asked us what it is. We explained the book a little, and Myrna asked to hold it. She was fascinated by it. She had so many questions and it went really well. When I shared with her the first vision, the spirit was so strong, I could almost taste it. It was amazing.

The ward is doing okay, I really hope it doesn't get dissolved. We have only about 4 Melchizedek Priesthood holders who are active. There are a lot of inactive people who don't like the current bishop. It's tough and we haven't been able to get member-present lessons yet. I am convinced that if we can't get the help of the ward, we'll just baptize another ward .

I am slowly getting used to the daily rigors of missionary work. It's hard, but very rewarding. It occurred to me how long a mission was this week and I was a little bit overwhelmed, but I'm excited for the future. 

Halloween was good. Usually people don't Tract but we thought we'd give it a try. We picked up 2 families! Talk about having faith to reap! We then went to the apartment and watched a bunch of movies. Good times. Today was exhausting. During sports I got hit hard by Elder Fanaenae and I still have a searing headache, then we played dodgeball and I fell hard on my leg and now that kills too. Then we went on a hike, somewhere around 8-9 miles, and now just everything is sore. I have some cool pics though! Anyway that's why I was out of time haha.

Anyway, please apologize to the girls for me if I don't get to their emails. I feel so bad, but I just have no time. I love getting your guy's emails and I cant wait to hear from you! 

Love, 

--Élder Davís

MAILING ADDRESS

Elder Samuel Davis

1990 Fenton Street #4

Lakewood, CO 80214

Pictures!

Montañas:

Me buying fruits and veggies because I love my mamá 

Más Montañas:

Me pretending to enjoy the wind that is like negative bajillion degrees:

Slefae:

Más más montañas:

Some interesting pancakes I made Halloween morning... I think that's why I'm sick lol:

Did I mention it snowed... Twice?!

Having a Little Sneezers Halloween fiesta:

La búsqueda del pato (T1 W2)

Hola amigos! 

I'm gonna have to keep this brief since I don't have a lot of time.

This week was absolutely crazy, and we found 16 new people!

So something interesting I learned about people from Mexico in Colorado is that for some reason, everybody has a bird. Weird, right? Elder Gibby and I went knocking doors, and a nice lady let us in. As we sat down, this bird, a cockatoo I believe, flew over to Sandra's hand. It was whistling little songs and bobbing it's head. Then it flew over onto my hand and kept whistling and it was so fun! The bird whistled really loud, and it was kinda hard to start the lesson, but it eventually calmed down and we taught them. Sandra and her son Rene are actually super awesome and I have a lot of hope for them. 

So the title of the email translates to "The search for the duck". This week, I had the chance to go on exchanges, since my companion is the district leader. I got to go to Clear Creek and hang out with Elder Jorgensen. His area is a biking area, so I got to mount up and experience the biking life. I definitely got the experience, the only day I biked was the day of the zone fast. I was pretty sure I was gonna die. It was weird speaking English and not avoiding white people. At the end of the day, we decided to check up on a potential named Gena. She lived out of the way, and it took us a bit of time to bike there. Originally, she wasn't home, so we taught her Daughter, Jessica. As we were leaving, Gena was pulling into the driveway, and she told us we could come in and teach her. It was a little awkward saying hi to Jessica only moments after leaving, but it all turned out okay. Gena told us that before we taught she needed to feed her animals. We asked if we could help and she put us to work. I grabbed a huge bucket of Horse feed and we went to the barn. Now, at this time, it was like 7:40-ish and it was already dark. We went out to the barn and met her ancient horse, Brunswick, and her Donkey, Dino. Both of them were really old and Brunswick was mostly blind and deaf. We out the feed in the trough, then went to check on the chickens and the ducks. She opened the cop and counted the chickens, but was son distressed as she realized that her duck was missing. So, we set to work. We turned on the flashlights on our phones and walked in circles around her yard, looking for the duck. Gena told us that her duck has some sort of issue where it would reach back to scratch its back with its beak and fall over on its back and not be able to get up. We looked for what seemed like a long time, but we never found the duck. We did end up teaching a powerful lesson about the Book of Mormon, though, and I felt the guidance of the spirit like I never have before.

Another funny thing happened yesterday. We went over to visit some people we're teaching who have a ton of potential, Cesar and Fransisco Villalobos. We were actually about to drop Cesar, though, because he never responded to texts. As we were teaching him yesterday, he told us that he didn't know how to read! That's why he never responded to texts! We taught him how to listen to El Libro de Mormon and he told us he was super excited and would start listening as soon as we left. How crazy is that??

I have seen so much progression in the short time I've been out here. I have seen the gift of tongues manifest itself in me, and I have felt the guidance of the spirit guide me to know what to say. I love this gospel so much, and I have already seen it affect people's lives. I love the people I am teaching, I know that I was called to teach them for a reason. I hope you all have an amazing week, and I hope to hear from you throughout the week!

Con amor,

-- Élder Davís 

PICTURES! 

The view outside our Apartment:

Elder Jorgensen and I living it up on exchanges:

A Shady street in Clearcreek:

Elder Helle and I right before I left the MTC:

Bike setup for exchanges:

Sandra's Cokatoo:

Some flags I thought were the Mexican ones but turned out to be in some strange language... Not sure what to think about that:

 

DENVER COLORADO!!!! (T1, W2)

Hola Amigos

Nothing happened this week. Talk to y'all next week.

--Elder Davis

Hahaha just kidding. This week was insane! So on Wednesday, Élder Jensen and I got up and packed the last of our things. Then we ate breakfast, said goodbye to the rest of our district, and made our way to the travel office. When we got there, we ran into a bunch of people also going to Denver. All of them were English speaking. We had about 13 people. Once we had all turned in our keys and locks, we boarded the bus. I got to know some of the people in our group and most of them were really nice. Élder Jensen and I were the only Spanish speaking missionaries. We got off the bus at Provo Central, then hopped on a train to Salt Lake. While on the train, E' Jensen and I talked to this man who had served his mission in England a long long time ago. He told us all his stories and it was really interesting. Once we got to Salt Lake, I made it through weighing and security no problem, but others had stuff confiscated, so it took a little while to get through.

The flight was uneventful for the most part. I sat next to two elders and we just chatted for a bit. The flight was super short, then we landed in Denver. It was only an hour long. We got off the plane and went up an escalator to meet President and Sister Gifford. They were super nice and took us to baggage claim. Sister Gifford and I talked a bit, and I realized that they had left from Rexburg, Idaho. I asked if President Gifford had been a professor at BYU-I and she said, "Yes, he taught Economics". Turns out she knows my uncle who also taught Economics there! Small world!

Anyway, we got to the mission home and had a nice devotional. President and Sister Gifford gave us some Thank-You Cards (For when we have dinner with members), and a spiral-bound Book of Mormon. After the devotional, President Gifford pulled some people aside for interviews, and the rest of us got to know each other and kinda just chill for a bit. Then we settled in and went to bed. The next day was "Get right to business day". We woke up at 5 and ate breakfast and went to training. The mission office is in the basement of an old church building. We did training all day, learning about our apartments, driving, finances, and so on. 

Later that evening, we were thrown out onto the street. President Gifford assigned each of us to a companionship of more experienced elders to take us out, have dinner with a member, and take us tracting. I was assigned to Elders Busch and Jorgensen. They were pretty chill. We went and ate at a member's house, who is part of a PMF (Part-Member Family) She fed us some bean soup, and I shared a message about Faith. More or less, it went well. Then we hit the street. Now these elders were English speaking, so we were only talking to gringos, not the people I was called to teach, and for good reason too: We ran into every sort of person you can imagine. We talked to a guy who had just gotten out of a 10-year prison sentence for shooting somebody, who yelled at us for probably 10 minutes straight about how Joseph Smith was a false prophet yadda yadda yadda. I was done talking to him when we started. We also ran into a guy who thought that we were "Space-Cristians". Someone had told him some out-of-context stuff about Kolob and other obscure stuff. He was convinced that Angels were aliens and that "Mormons" (whatever those are) were from another planet. We promptly moved on. We had some guy yell at us to go away, which we also promptly did. And at the last door of the night, we got in. It was a family from Louisiana who had been studying the books of scripture from every religion and were looking for the truest one. We gave her a book of Mormon. Cool stuff! And that was only from a few hours of tracting! 

After we got back to the mission home, we got our companion assignments. My assignment is... (drumroll please) ...  DENVER FIRST WARD! (Yeehaw!) This is the area closest to Denver in our mission, but I am in the Spanish area. this means that I cover almost 13 English areas because those are the boundaries of a Spanish Ward: Denver First. My area is Huuuuuuge. Also, my companion is... ELDER GIBBY! He was just released as zone leader and has spoken English his whole mission, but is fluent in Spanish. He and I are actually opening this area. That's right. Brand Spanking New Area. The ward is only moments away from falling apart, though, and we were afraid we wouldn't be able to find anybody to teach since they were struggling so much. NOPE! We found 3 new people on day one! We just knocked doors like crazy and Elder Gibby has really good approaches to get in and teach lesson one. On Thursday and Friday, we found 2 people each day. To put this in perspective, the rest of the mission struggles to find one person a day and we have found 7 in 3 days! This is an area of miracles! Literally the whole area is packed full of apartment complexes. Like TONS. There are literally too many people for us to be able to run out of work. My confidence and skill has increased a ton since day one! I am now a lot more confident approaching people and saying stuff in Spanish. I rarely understand everything they say back, but Elder Gibby does and that works out just fine. From now on, at least for a while, I will probably be approaching people and getting them started, then Elder Gibby will throw in the juicy stuff. Yesterday, we put someone on date for baptism in the first lesson. This is the E' Gibby way and it's pretty effective. I love it out here and talking to people each evening makes all the hard parts worth it. Sunday was pretty rough for me. I had a headache from trying to translate everything, and they asked me to introduce myself in Priesthood and my mind totally went blank. I was like "Uhhh Mi nombre es Elder Davis, uhhhhmmm soy de Saratoga Springs, Utah, uhhhhhhh bien."  Then I sat down. I guess I'll have a chance to redeem myself when I speak in sacrament next month.  I'm learning and getting better at Spanish each day.

Anyway, that's about all I've got this week, it's been hard, but it's totally worth it. I love the people, they are just so nice! The mission is a life unlike any other. Not everyone gets to spend every waking moment serving the Lord. Not everyone gets to wear the name of Jesucristo on their chests. Not everyone gets to share the gospel with every person they meet and have the protection of angels while doing so. I am so lucky to be out here, and I know that this will make me a better person, husband, and father one day. I can't wait to hear from all of you this week. 

Haz lo justo! (Choose the right)

-- Elder Davis

MAILING ADDRESS

Elder Samuel Davis

1990 Fenton Street #4

Lakewood, CO 80214