Here in Mexico, the 25th actually has no significance - just like the 26th in America. But Hna. Z was so sweet in trying to make things a little more like home. She got up super early in the morning to wrap a present for me and put it under the tree. :) Granted, it was granola bars, but ya know it's the thought that counts! So while she was in the shower, I ran around the house and put some things of mine that I don't use in an old yogurt container and put it under the tree for her. Once again, I am hoping it's the thought that counts. Haha. Then we had a district meeting and the Elders made us a nice little breakfast! It was sweet. Afterwards, as part of our Christmas-day schedule from President Egbert, we did service. We..... (wait for it)..... chopped the grass with machetes! Because, ya know, that's how you mow the lawn in Mexico. So all 11 of us had our machetes chopping the jungle of a lawn of a recent convert. It was a thoroughly Mexican experience. :) And then in the evening, I got to Skype with my family. You don't know how happy I was. It was better than all of my birthdays combined if that gives you an idea. Seeing everyone's faces and hearing their voices was the only gift that I needed this Christmas. I love my family so much!
So, Christmas was good! Other than that, I'm still a missionary doing missionary things! Here in Mexico, showers are heated by gas (we have to turn the boiler on 20 mins before we shower and turn it off afterwards). We ran out of gas this week and didn't take showers for 2.5 days, so that was exciting! Luckily, we're back in action. :)
Update on the Spanish language: I realized this week that I have been completely blessed with the gift of tongues. I am not saying this to brag at all, more to glorify and thank God for His incredible blessings. I can pretty much understand everything and communicate whatever I want back. After a month in the field, this is pretty amazing. We had exchanges this past week and my Sister Training Leader said that I have absolutely received the gift of tongues and it's pretty incredible. So, thank you Heavenly Father. I don't know how or why I have been so blessed.
So that's about it! I have tons of pictures, so hopefully they'll tell you about my life down here better than my words.
Love you all so much! More than you know.
Hna. Snyder
The companionship of the century!
Here is a fruit that I ate. It tastes just about as delicious as it looks...
Just a little fog:
Our second counselor in the bishopric also doubles as Christmas chef:
So you know how we always take a pic at the top of the stairs on Christmas morning? I didn't want to miss a year. :)
Our delectable Christmas breakfast, thanks to the Elders:
The only appropriate pose with a machete:
Ninjas actually originated in Mexico, haha:
Chopping away:
Matching Christmas jammies from the Egberts:
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