Sunday morning

It's Sunday morning and the birds are doing their thing singing their hearts out. The smell of the orange blossoms are in the air and there is a cool breeze coming in the window. We have a little visitor every morning who comes to the back door to and looks at us as if to say hi, welcome to paradise today, it a humming bird and after it checked out all the flowers and the back door it's off on it's way. All these things tell me that I'm not on the farm at home. And yet here we are on a mission in paradise doing our thing getting ready for church. I think of the family that we left at home and the problems that they are facing and wondering if we did the right thing being here, and yet I know in my heart that this is where we are supposed to be . We are going to one of the many big wards in town to get to know the people . Last week we went there and the stake pres. ask us to come back to talk to him about doing family home evening for each ward and branch in his stake. Also I told him that I wanted to teach a group of students to play the piano's we will be meeting up with him this morning. And Connie wants to line up a date with the ladies to do another class on cake baking. We visited with and sister last night and she was talking about her problems with the neighbors and the kids and how her mothers would like her to come and live with her , so she is thinking about selling the place that her deceased husband and her have had for 15 years and move in with her mom. She is not very far away but it is a big decision for her. I told that she should pray about it and the Lord would help her. Time is slipping away and it time to read scriptures, eat and head out church. Loving the work and love the Lord TOGETHER in the work sun day morning.