It is crazy to think that
the MTC is now over for me. These past six weeks have gone by so quickly. I have
learned so much in these past weeks. It is bittersweet that it's over. This
door has closed in my life and has now opened the door of the mission field in
my life. I am so excited to see the things that I will learn and experiences
that I will have on my mission. I know that if I am exactly obedient the Lord
will bless me. I invite you all to be exactly obedient to God and I promise you
that he will bless you.
The MTC has been such a great experience. I know that
Heavenly Father has a plan for all of us. Doing the HMTC was supposed to
happen, and I know that I was supposed to be with my district. I don’t believe
in coincidences. It isn’t a coincidence that we meet the people we do in our
lives. They are put there for a reason. My district was so amazing. I have
become close to everyone in my district. I never thought that I would become
super close to the people in my district. It is amazing to see the connections
that we have formed over the computer. Some of us don’t have a lot in common,
but we are still able to bond over things. I am going to miss seeing them
everyday. They have become a special part of my life. They are my friends. I
hope that in the future that we will see each other again. If it is what
Heavenly Father wants he will make it happen.
(My mom said that I should share the merry-go-round incident
from last Saturday. It was at my district activity.) We all went to go play on
the playground. There was a merry-go-round and another sister and I decided to
get on it. Everyone else was being a chicken because they said that they would
get dizzy. I was sitting underneath the bars with my legs sticking out. I was
holding onto the two bars next to my legs. The merry-go-round wasn’t going very
fast, but I could feel myself slipping off a little. I was about to get off
when one of the elders grabbed the merry-go-round and spun it superfast. The
little grip that my bottom had on it disappeared within seconds. My body was
airborne. I was still holding on, but only because the bars were in my armpits
and my arms were around the bars. I was facing the sky getting flung around the
merry-go-round. It was terrifying. I kept asking for help but no one came to my
rescue. I had to save myself. I had to push my feet down to the ground. I was
able to get them down and stop myself. After, I let go and layed on the ground
and died. I thanked Heavenly Father for helping me be safe and okay. I laughed
it off and went back to having fun with my district.
I spoke on Sunday about the MTC and other experiences that I
had. I mentioned this story and related it to life. We may feel alone in our
lives with no one coming to our rescue, but we are not alone. Christ felt
everything that we have felt. He knows what you are going through. He was alone
in his life so we don’t have to be alone in our lives. I have a quote that has
been downstairs in my MTC room it says, "When life becomes more than you
can stand, kneel." Heavenly Father is always just a prayer away. When you
are in need of comfort and strength, you can go to Him.
I have seen the power of the gift of tongues throughout the
MTC. I could count to 3 and say amen in Spanish before the MTC. Now I can do so
much more. I know that Heavenly Father helped me during my TRCs to know what to
say. It is hard trying to speak only in Spanish because I can't say everything
that I want to say. There is a quote from President Monson in Preach My Gospel
that has really stood out to me, it says, "There is one language...that is
common to each missionary--the language of the Spirit. It is not learned from
textbooks written by men of letters, nor is it acquired through reading and
memorization. The language of the Spirit comes to him who seeks with all his
heart to know God and keep His divine commandments. Proficiency in this
language permits one to breach barriers, overcome obstacles, and touch the
human heart." I know that learning Spanish won't be easy but I will be
able to do it with God's help. Even if my grammar is incorrect and I mess up
the words, the Spirit can convey what I’m trying to say.
The next email I send out will be coming from South Carolina.
I am so excited to see what part of my mission I will be going to. I hope that
the leaves there haven’t turned yet, so I can see all the pretty colors of fall
again. I’m looking forward to experiencing warm weather for a couple more weeks.
¡Espero que todas tengan una semana fantástica!
