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Up on meloncholy hill there's a plastic tree. Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day of another dream.

Today was such a nice day because I didn't do anything except go to church. That was exactly what I needed at that time, because as fun and awesome as all of this is, I've felt a little misplaced. Though I am with my awesome roommates all the time and other awesome people in my program, in a very real sense, I am very much in a foreign country with nothing familiar to me. Even not having a phone is quite disconcerting, even though I've never really been a phone junky.

But going to church was a wonderful way to ground me, especially to take the sacrament. It was good to be meeting with fellow latter-saints, something I am very familiar with, even though UK wards are very different. We are all the same though, in important ways. There is a general feeling of love and acceptance and so much faith. I main part of the ward is made up of minorities. Apparently there are a lot of Portuguese, Nigerians, and others from India and the Middle East. It really hit me more than ever that God keeps all of his children in mind, even his children that jump from country to country all their lives. He loves them all, just as much as he loves me, who has mostly stayed in the same place my whole life.

We will very soon receive our own little callings in our assigned wards. As soon as I know if I have an assignment of not, I will let you know! I am really excited to find out though! I would love to get a little calling :)

I just liked having this experience today because I've never seen a ward in a foreign country. I've been to wards in California, but this was really cool because I was able to get a real taste of what the church is like on another side of the world. Other people not from Utah already have this experience growing up, and missionaries that go to foreign countries. So, I'm just so grateful that I could finally have that experience.

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  1. Church in Japan was always one of the best parts of the week. No matter what I was going through, and even though I couldn't always understand what was going on, it was my one stable activity. I was able to partake of the sacrament and feel the sprit and the camaraderie of the Saints.
    I'm glad you're finding the same thing. :)

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  2. It was great "skying" today. You look great!

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  3. Meg, that's so great to read. It's interesting to hear what your ward is like over there. I hope you get a calling! That would just add to your adventure.

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