Sorry about not emailing yesterday, we had interviews with our mission president and he stole our pday. The nerve :) So we changed it to today. So that is why I´m emailing today. We went to an awesome museum today. Just thought you should know. If I had a camera that worked I would have taken pictures and sent them to you. But no worries, my comp took lots. Things are going really well here. Just hungry for details that are lacking in your past email :) Seriously though!  Sounds like your summer is coming to a welcome end. I sure hope it ends here soon too. It´s SO hot. And humid. And Europeans don´t wear clothes when it is hot. So cold weather is a welcome gift for the missionaries here. But things are going really really well here. The Lord has blessed us with some incredible investigators that are progressing really well. We should have a baptism this Sunday of a woman from Bulgaria. She hardly speaks any spanish, but we teach using the church provided materials and the scriptures. She is so incredibly prepared. She doesn´t even drink coffee or tea! She has no vices that are holding her back. She has had a love of the Bible ever since she was young and now shares that love with the Book of Mormon. She is truly a convert of the Book of Mormon, not of the missionaries.
So my thought today is going to fulfil two purposes. First to express my feelings of gratitude for you, Mom and Dad, and also to help Mom with her lesson this next week. So here it goes.

Growing up I always knew what was right and what was wrong. I could never call that which was wrong right because I had two incredible examples and teachers. Two teachers that worked as a team, and two examples that were steadfast and sturdy. They taught me how to read the scriptures, even when I could hardly keep my eyes open. They taught me how to pray, even though I didn´t know what to say. And they taught me how to keep the Sabbath day Holy, even when I just wanted to stay in bed. As a child, and even as an adolescent, I didn´t understand the affect that my parents had on me. I struggled to see the "why" of everything they did. And the honest truth is that the "why" didn´t really matter. What mattered is that they could see further than me. They had gone through the same things I was going through. As I serve on the other side of the world, I wish I could bring the scripture study, the family home evenings, and the love that I felt in my home into every home I enter here. I am eternally grateful for the solid testimonies my parents shared. The steadfastness and regularity of the family centered activities that strengthened the beginnings of my own testimony. They taught me what it was to be a missionary, what it was to be a worthy priesthood holder, and because of them I am who I am today. The family is an essential part of our Heavenly Father´s plan for us, and parents have the heavenly responsibility of raising their children in righteousness.

I hope that helps. I truly and grateful for the both of you. Dad for your constant testimony. I remember waiting during testimony meeting for the moment when you would get up. And almost without fail, you did. And I always felt the spirit during your testimony, whether I wanted to admit it or not. Mom for your constant love and support. I always knew and know that I can go to you for whatever problem I have. I didn´t take advantage of that for a lot of my adolescence and I mourn for those moments I missed. But I will not miss another. I love you both so very much and the rest of  you too. I look to the end of my mission nervous, and with a lot of dread. But the one shining light is that I will be able to see you all again. That makes it okay. I love you and hope you have a wonderful week.
Con amor,
Elder Charlie Flint