Church Callings, by Kevin

I received a new calling a few weeks back. I was released from the young men's and called as a member of the district council. I'm a bit bummed about being released from the young men's. I was really starting to bond with the youth. This new calling sounds a tad boring but I'm excited for a new adventure. This week I visit the Nicoya branch for the first time and get to speak on morality. Hooray for me. :)

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