Hi Family!
Somebody loves me!!! It's a miracle. I was so
worried that you all would forget about me once I left the little MTC bubble. I
love you all so much.
SO, as you all know, I am *ehem* in Utah and
not Spain. And you know what? It's a beautiful thing. I love it. I think maybe
my Heavenly Father knew that I wasn't quite ready to give up mountains and
western rainstorms quite yet.
I am currently serving as a Spanish speaking
sister in West Jordan (i think). I am learning to love my area and I already
love both (yes, two) of my companions. It's hard for me to really put into
words what I've really learned these past few days.
We'll start with this: Mission work is hard.
Who knew?? Yeah, it's hard and I've been sick since the first day I arrived. I
haven't been able to keep hardly anything down and the first two nights I
pretty much slept on the bathroom floor. I struggle with keeping up with my
companions and I still have no idea how in the world to use the Utah "grid
system" to my advantage. I miss my MTC district more than I thought possible
and I can't get through the day without wishing one of my teachers were here to
walk me through "How To Begin Teaching" just one more time. I am 100%
outside of my comfort zone and I forgot what it feels like to wake up fully
rested.
These past few days I've learned that mission
work is hard, but I've learned something so much more important along the
way.
I've learned how incredible missionary work is.
I've never felt more honored to be a part of something so grand. Hour by hour I
learn to worry about myself a little less and give into God's will a little
more. My eyes have been opened and my heart has been humbled with each home
that I am invited into. I'm learning to love in the most purest form. I cannot
think of anything more touching than walking into a strangers home and watching
as their eyes light up with hope as we teach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I've
witnessed more miracles in these past 4 days than I ever have thought possible.
I know without a doubt that there is nothing in
this life that brings more happiness, joy, hope, and peace more than the
message we as missionaries have to share. I know that I have SO much more to
learn, but I'm started to grasp how essential missionary work is. It's
everything. And I am so thankful to be a part of it. I am so thankful for my
amazing trainer (i'm almost convinced she's an angel. it's fine) and I am so
happy to be here in Utah. I've got a few more things to learn here before I'm
off to Spain and I am so okay with that.
I'm running out of time. I wish I could
just tell you every detail of every day because it's all so amazing! I wish I
could tell you about the people I get to meet every day and how much they
impact me. I wish I could tell you about Esteban and his determination not to
get baptized (he'll have a baptism date by next weekend. Just wait.) and I wish
I could tell you about the Tender Gangsters! Oh, there is so much. It's all so
great.
I love you all so so much! I miss you (only a
little bit) and I hope all is well! You are ALWAYS in my prayers.
Hermana Scheu