I've officially been in the field longer than I was in the
MTC! Finalllllllly. I guess I'll start with the big news first. We got our
transfer calls on Saturday afternoon. This last week went by soooo slow waiting
for our calls. But here's what's happening for the next six weeks. Hermana Alley
is going to Payson speaking Spanish, Hermana Soto is going to stay here in Provo
East speaking English, Spanish, and Portuguese, and I'm going to BYU Campus
speaking English. I'm really gonna miss Provo East. There are so many cool
people we're teaching that have come so much closer to Christ and I'm sad I
won't be here if and when they decide to get baptized, but President McCune will
let us come back for baptisms, so I'm glad about that. I have mixed feelings
about serving at BYU. I'm excited I get to stay here in Provo, but kinda bummed
about serving in English. I mean it's kind of awesome because, well, I speak
English. But I'm nervous that my Spanish is going to get worse than it already
is. The good thing though is that my companion, Sister Cha, is from Nicaragua,
so she can help me keep practicing so I don't lose it before I get to Spain.
Alright. So this week has had more downs than ups, but that's
okay. Our guy Adao from the Portuguese ward in Orem was supposed to get baptized
this past Saturday. He was going to be our only baptism this whole transfer! But
he hasn't been going to church and he has to go at least two times in a row
before he gets baptized, so we have to push his date back a little bit. Kind of
a bummer, but he's still really excited about it and knows he's making the right
decision, so that's really good.
We had some awesome lessons with Michelle this week. She's
told us she needs to get baptized, but she's lacking the faith that she's good
enough to take that step and that she can truly be forgiven of her sins. The
other day in my personal study I read Mosiah 26:22 and thought of Michelle. It
says that whoever will believe in Christ, repent and baptized, will be freely
forgiven. We spent our lesson that night talking to her about forgiveness. I
think she's feeling better about the idea that we can be freely forgiven, and
she also recognizes the importance of forgiving others. She's had some pretty
terrible stuff happen to her and she told us since talking to us she's been able
to talk to some people for the first time in years and tell them she
forgives them. Yay Michelle! I know how hard it is to forgive people sometimes,
so I'm really proud of her. We invited her to come to church with us on Sunday
because it was mine and Hermana Alley's last Sunday and guess what. She came!
And she brought her husband and 7 of her 8 kids. Oh goodness, it made my whole
day. We also two more of our investigators there and a couple less active
couples. And the theme in Sacrament Meeting was missionary work and the
restoration of the gospel, so it was a good one for them to come
to.
Wednesday night we had dinner at Cafe Rio with one of our
recent converts and this guy who was there with his girlfriend came up to us and
offered to pay for us! How sweet. We figured we shouldn't deny this kind man the
blessings that would come from helping the missionaries, so we accepted his
offer. Haha and then Thursday we went and got Jamba Juice and they gave it to us
for free. Being a missionary in Provo is for real the best. After Jamba Juice we
went home and I accidentally through my scriptures in the trash in the garage.
So that was awesome. I had to have Bro. Dickson help me get them out. Oopsies.
They don't stink or anything though. So I mean that's a
plus.
Friday morning we had DTM (District Training Meeting) and
Hermana Alley gave the spiritual thought. She shared Alma 26:16 and it's my new
favorite scripture. Go look it up! It's a good one. We went out for pizza as a
district afterwards and these two gentlemen who were eating with their families
paid for us. Sweeties. Saturday afternoon after we got done with all our
scheduled appointments, we walked by Bro. Adams house (he's in our area) to see
if he was home. He was! It was good to see him - I've missed that guy. Now I wanna go find my other
teachers! He made me give a spiritual thought, as only an MTC teacher would, and
then we left. Afterwards we went to dinner at this lady's house. It was a nasty
sweet potato and pea soup. I wish so badly that I'd eaten more weirdo vegetables
and stuff when Mom tried to make me because if I had, I wouldn't be so picky
now. It's a real problem. I hate almost every dinner we have. I'm excited about
serving in English wards because I might finally get normal food for
once!
I'm sad about leaving Hermana Alley. She's been such an
awesome first companion/trainer. She thinks I'm funny even when I'm not, she
encourages me, and she loves being a missionary. She's so easy to love. I
think I got lucky with her and I know I'm not always going to have companions as
great as she is, but I feel blessed and grateful that I got to spend my first
three weeks with her. I still love being a missionary. I'm the happiest I've
been in a long time and I feel my testimony growing every single day. One of the
things I like best about being a missionary is the love I've developed for the
scriptures. They're so good! An hour of scripture study every morning is never
enough! My scriptures are covered in colors and notes and I love
it.
I think that's it! I always feel like I've forgotten stuff,
but this week wasn't too terribly exciting. I hope everyone is healthy and
happy. Thanks for all your support.
Love,
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