From a hand written letter, June 23, 2010
Right now I’m sitting in Mr. Cheney’s, but 2 hours ago I was grabbing my things for P-day and I thought I should bring an O Libro de Mormon. I was at the Post office an hour later standing next to a woman, and I felt it should talk to her about the church. I asked about my stamps to initiate Portuguese conversation. She said she wasn’t sure, but we talked for a bit about me being in Brazil and how I like it. I said I love Brazilians and how loving they are. I asked her if she had a religion and if she knows the missionaries, and she said she’s Catholic, and she doesn’t know the missionaries. She was friendly but I lack the ability to communicate in Portuguese, and quickly she was being served at Post office. I was helped and as I was leaving I thought I wanted to give her the Book of Mormon. She was still being helped and the other Elder’s were ready to leave. I voiced what I wanted to do and they all said, “We do it in two weeks, just wait until then.” Referring to our proselyting in 2 weeks. We were going to leave, but I could not get out of my hear, “When God speaks, and man listens, that man is always right.” I told my companion to come walk with me and we went back. She walked out and I said, in broken Portuguese, “Miss, I speak little Portuguese, but I know this book is true. This book is why I’m here. It is another testament of Jesus Christ, of prophets in ancient America. I prayed, and felt in my heart, You Read?” She told me, but I didn’t even understand at the time, that she knows God is her maker and has felt the same things in her heart. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, and took the Book of Mormon. (She kissed my companion as well.) It was awesome. I didn’t feel that strong until I was standing next to her and I just had the impression, “Talk to her about the church.” I don’t speak Portuguese!” I thought, but I just did it. The Gospel is so real. It is amazing to me, and I’m overcome by the Spirit as I write this. I love you, Spencer

What Spencer sees above him every night as he climbs into be.

This is the view underneath the top bunk.