Ebbert, Lawson

Whattup churrasco sticks, I'm alive! I got transfered to Jardim Roberto B! I'm in the same ward as my CTM DL Elder Eaton and my comp is Elder Bawden! He's cool and Elder Eaton is also cool even though he didn't even write about me in his email which is OK I'm totally not offended or mad at him!!! I have a real email in store that tells the story of how I got the plague and almost died but I am lazy again this week actually we just had a freaking awesome zone churrasco p day today so it didn't even give time to write anything. Anywho love you all! Spiritual thought: Joseph Smith is cool God is Good,  Elder Ebbert

Whattup guys, Well. I never thought it was gonna happen this way. But, after consulting a lot with my mission president, parents, and with the Lord, we've decided that the best thing for me to do is to return home early.  Unfortunately, I've been hounded by a couple medical issues these last few months. It's getting to the point where I can't really work; so we figured better that I serve the Lord at home than weighing down my comp here in Interlagos.  It's been a crazy ride out here on the mission field, and such an incredible experience. Even though I've been neglecting the emails recently, I thank you all for the responses and encouragement you gave me.  I want to leave you all with my testimony. My experience on my mission has truly changed me forever, and I learned so many things it's hard to count. But the most important thing I learned is this: Jesus Christ lives. I know that. His gospel is the way to happiness and peace here on the earth, and an eter...

Whattup fools of april,  I had an email all written out to send this morning but then I blacked out and the draft disappeared from my inbox. Weird. Hope nothing weird or quirky happened while I was away.  But anyways, three more weeks of reflecting on the polaric nature of virtues in the bag. Also, very much engaged in the repentance process because of not writing emails. My mom is passive-aggressively scolding me every week for not writing  Writing is hard.  P day heist So a couple p days ago one of the coolest members in the ward made lunch for us and she has this grandson Chris whose basically home alone all the time so whenever the missionaries are over he freaks out and just wants to play with us. So while we were eating lunch he goes outside and he sets up a huge trip wire system with kite string so that nobody can leave the house, and in order to get out we had to break through it. Then we all went to the chapel and had a ping pong competition. While we were p...