We have cambios this wednesday and I am nervous! Two sister AP's are leaving and a lot of new girls are coming in so I think they might put my comp in as a Sister AP and might have me train. We'll wait and see what happens. But I'm nervous because my area is HUGE and I still get lost in it. If they pull my comp out, there's gonna be trouble. 

Each week is such a treasure. We had the Pijama Party (Sister's Conference) at President's house and talked a lot about marriage and family and also ''locking our hearts'' here to serve a consecrated mission and a consecrated life. We heard from the Teguc temple presidency in addition to Pres and Hna Hernandez and it was all so inspiring! I sang twice in the conference with Hermana Snelson (the missionary from Provo that I've shared a zone with since the MTC.) And we also sang at our baptism on Saturday, in sacrament meeting, and in our Gospel Principles class. We sing a lot. But hey, the song of the righteous is a prayer unto God (D&C 25:12.)

 We baptized Daysi! I've been spelling her name as Deisi this whole time, but when we filled out her registro bautismal, I learned the right way. She is my sister. I totally love her. She wore my skirt and shirt to be confirmed and we're going shopping for her today to get Sunday clothes. I love the youth here in Honduras and all over the world. I really want to work with the Young Women when I get back! Her baptism was beautiful by the way. Everything ran so smoothly and we brought a mom and her daughter to come see it. 

We're working with a beyond cute new couple and we'll get their legal papers tomorrow to prepare for their wedding and baptism on March 8th!! Pray for Yoliza and Victor! 

And I'm not going to talk about pigs in this email, but I have to at least mention one creature, so I'll tell you about the little scorpion crawling above my desk! I thought it was a bug but it was a little yellow scorpion and I killed it with my shoe. I'm bummed I didn't hear about this before, but one of the missionaries told me you can kill them by poking them with a pencil on their back because they go to stab the pencil with their tails, but it you move the pencil fast enough, they stab themselves in the back and die. Don't know how credible that is, but I'm pumped to find out first hand! 

Valentine's Day was so special because we played amigas secretas and the girl who drew my name knows how much I miss cookie dough icecream and she made it for me!! But because we're in Honduras and it is literally 98 degrees in Choluteca right now (check the weather), it all melted and so we poured the soup out of the party bag and into a cup and asked someone to put it in their freezer, but they ended up throwing it away! But I honestly almost cried at how thoughtful that was! Hermana Blazzard loves me. And I got to eat lots of the soup before it got tossed. But there was just so much love on the 14th and we planned a ward cultural night outside that was a success! There were songs and dances and dramas! I taught the three other misioneras in our area the cup game and we sang ''give said the little stream'' as we tapped our cups. After the talent show was over, they put on bachata, merenque, salsa and punta music and everyone danced! I'm not exaggerating when I say that not being able to dance is one of the biggest challenges of the mission!!! I can't wait to come back and dance someday! (And I'm finding latin dance clubs when I get home...Girls night out!)  

And I have to tell you about THE most hysterical moment of my entire mission. We were in the middle of our first lesson with a house full new investigators and their aunt walked in and told us her Dad had just passed away and that she wanted to sing us a song. So she starting singing so loud and so serious right in our faces with hand actions. I realized she was completely drunk. My comp just put her head down but I felt rude so I tried to keep looking at her, but I was fighting back laughter like never before. Tears were welling in my eyes from the effort. And then she finally stopped and her neices were like, ''hey, she's a professional dancer!'' and they put on punta and bachata music and she went from the most angry and sad lady in the world to the happiest on this planet. I have never seen a smile so big as she shook her hips like it was her last night on Earth. I was laughing hysterically as she would dance up to us on the couch and put her bum in our faces. It was straight out of a movie. The most awkward situation a missionary could face. Thank goodness we weren't elders! And I won't go into too much detail, but she grabbed my comps knee and started dancing like a crazy person! Then she leaned into my face and I'm like,''What do I do? What do I do?'' But she just kissed my cheek like they all do to greet people here. 

I would pay anything to have that experience on film. 

Sorry to share something so strange, but just know that the mission truly is so spiritual! I get to feel the spirit so strongly and I love it. I'm trying to follow ALL of his promptings. 

We are so blessed. 

xoxo, 

Hermana Flynn