making granola with Sister Barton. YUMMY!!

Laredo zone at the park

the Perez Family On a mission, we still can choose how to prioritize our time. For fun, we decided to do a week of member visits and service for less actives, and invesitgators and basically any random person that we've met and thought about. This week I spent multiple hours packing with the Pacheco family, they are moving, and I am heartbroken about it! ...A blessing that came from that was yesterday their dad (Br. Pacheco) came to church for the first time in a very long time! We deep cleaned the Montanez's home ...and I left with pruned hands from about a month's worth of dishes. They were so grateful and set up a schedule for us to come and do family home evening every week. The Montanez family was baptized about 2 years ago and haven't really come back since...the service was unpleasant, yet so much fun and we got a weekly invitation to their home from it! Heart attacks..one of the perks of being a 'sister missionary' people accept the weird girly things you do like plastering hearts all over someone's door. We heart attacked doors of our members, less actives, investigators - everyone woke up to an entryway of love from us. ...I dont know what blessing came from that but it sure was fun doorbell ditching as a missionary. We cleaned windows and driveways for people that we met while walking down different streets and helped three different people carry in their groceries... I dont know if anything will come out of these little service projects but either way; we had an absolute BLAST. In reality there's nothing happier you can do with your time than just helping people and serving. Don't get me wrong, we still spent far too much time putting in the grunt work to find new people to teach but for the majority of the week it seemed that we were losing some of the people that we are currently teaching and weren't having much luck finding. Something sad happened yesterday. During the first ten hours at church, we had branch council and I found out about a Bro. Willie Garcia who lives in our area but is in critical condition with his health. After church, Sis. Barton and I went to the hospital and brought balloons - one of which said "I love you, Grandpa." when we arrived at his hospital room, I was heartbroken. The man is on his deathbed. We had to guess and check what he was trying to tell us through his hiccup breathing, and he couldn't move. I adjusted his blanket around his feet to help him be a little warmer and found out what his favorite foods were - he looks like he needs to eat. We will be going back everyday this week. When I moved the blanket around his feet, I could feel how much Heavenly Father loves this man. Feeling that love just made me want to do more. I know that helping and loveing people is what Heavenly Father wants us to do on this earth. Find someone to serve, I promise it is a happy high like nothing else in the world. All my love and Laredo's love... -H. Boo Crawford

sister Barton and I

oatmeal cookies anyone?

helped with wedding set up.