Me and Hermana Yucra in a moto
September 14, 2015
Well.... this week was NUTS. Straight up. I’m loving my new area, but either the Lord is just trying to teach me a lot, or Satan is getting really fired up, it has been a little rough. BUT the blessings and tender mercies have never been so evident.
Highlights… Flying cockroach in our bathroom.... Hermana Yucra was screaming so loud hahaha... finally trapped it in a water bottle, but it got loose, and was running through our room so I chucked my shoe as hard as I could and killed it on the spot. Super fun.
Made smores on the roof and looked at the stars, so fun!
Got bit by a dog.. ... again. But it didn’t break the skin but left a straight up bruise of teeth marks and HURT. But, miracles happen, grateful that it wasn’t worse.
And here comes the deep part haha...
What happened this week was I realized that this is pretty much like slalom skiing.
When you start out, its so hard. You just get dragged in the water and can’t seem to get up or hold on to the rope, you want to give up, but the boat keeps coming around... "yeah, ill go one more time" is kind of like the start of the mission and through our lives. Then when we finally develop enough patience and TRUST in the boat to pull us up, it’s cake. Learning to trust in the lord and HIS timing is not easy, but always helps you to get out of the water. Then you realize you have NO IDEA how to slalom ski, but you keep trying, you learn how to make cuts, gain speed, and the challenge becomes a thrilling adventure.
But there are many times in life and in the service of the Lord when you fall down. HARD. You get bruises, you get bloody noses, you skip across the water and you slap your hand on the water and say "this is too hard, I will never learn how to slalom ski."
But then you keep doing it. You listen to your dad and family who give you tips and advice, but more than anything they give you encouragement. You get better. And then at one point you get out of the wake and realize you are free. That you are in the middle of a paradise gliding through beauty and feel happier than you could have ever been if you hadn’t kept trying.
And you realize it’s not the perfection that makes it fun. It’s being content with improvement every time, even though some runs are better than others. And just to enjoy the fact that it may take 50 years to get to the point of success that you want, but you accept the timing that the Lord gives you.
At least that is the only way I am able to understand the plan that the Lord has for each and every one of us. I was impressed with the article on Pres. Packer.... HE CHOSE to give all he had to the Lord, he wasn’t skiing for money , to get it down, etc. He wanted to become a better skier, and from that choice, the Lord made him better.
Kind of wonkish, but through the hard times and the good times, the investigators that we drop, the struggles with companions, that overwhelming feeling of peace and love from our Heavenly Father is always there.
I LOVE THE MISSION. I really do. The hard times, the horrible times, the tears of joy and the chance to be an instrument and bask in the spirit everyday.
Thanks for all of your love and support.
Love you all!