Dear Family (& Friends),
I'm writing to notify you that I've arrived safely to the mission home in New York City. It's really different.
The airplane experience was splendid. An Elder and I sat next to a woman perhaps in her mid-twenties. She had a nose ring and tattoos. Many people on the airplane (and of course, in SLC International) could identify us as missionaries, however, this woman didn't know. Fortunately, she knew about Mormons. We explained and talked a lot about families.
Finally, the Elder next to me asked if we could talk and bare our testimonies with her for only a few minutes. She had no problem with it. We therefore bore our testimonies that she (Erin was her name) is a daughter of God. She didn't believe, however, we shared the scripture: Acts 17:29. We explained that God isn't man's imagination and that we're his children (or offspring). She wasn't quite as comfortable as before...but I could tell that she was thinking. We explained that we're ordinary people (19 year olds).
Different world at the airport. It's like the movies! The air is bad until you drive out further on Long Island... Lots of trees and bridges.
Back in Queens, it was rather full of Concrete. There were lots of buildings and cabs.
I'm probably only 1/2 a mile from the ocean. I'm going to eat dinner soon. It's already dark and freezing outside. I've been informed that it'll be warm tomorrow.
Love,
Elder Roberts
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