My last Sunday. I got up to give my last words and told the congregation that I got my transfer calls and I'm being transferred to Utah. They all laughed. I guess they have never heard a joke from the pulpit before.
Here we are. 18 months later filled with memories. Hard times. Good times. Laughs and cries. Brokenness and weakness only to be built back up stronger. Sounds dumb but it really has been the best 18 months of my life.
My mission report is on the 29th at 10:30. I'd love to see you all there
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