Dear worried readers...
I would like to start off and apologize for the fact that this email is reaching you on a Tuesday. I forgot to mention in my last email that P-day changed to Halloween this week... I guess now is a good time to mention too that next week it will be on Wednesday!
Now... what is up with that title?
Let me explain...
My entire time that I have been out here on the mission, I have been quite terrified of speaking to strangers. So much so that my companions have been doing all of the talking, and I have felt rather useless. Well, NO MORE!!!
I am happy to report that I have given my first real and legit dinner message MOSTLY by myself. (I say mostly because my companions shared their testimonies after, and closed it off... but I shared the scripture and the message!)
Not only this, but we have finally started to see our labors bear fruit! Several different people that we have been trying to get into contact with have gotten back saying they would love to chat! And rather enthusiastically, too!
This, of course, led to some retaliation by the adversary. Because it had to. Life is never that easy.
I have been hit with bomb shell after bomb shell. Non-stop for the last week or so. I have walked through a couple rounds of depression, anxiety, and I have questioned why I have been out here and why we weren't having success.
God answered all of them for me. I lost my emotions as we found people to teach. I over came my anxiety when my trainer gave me some golden advice: Think of teaching as explaining your testimony, then relate it to the other person. That was HUGE for me.
The only other thing that I have been struggling with is FOMO. When I have been going to do my facebook bouts, I have accidentally seen some of my friends and families posts about what is going on. Since childhood, I have had a huge fear of missing out. On the mission, that fear has quadrupled.
This is one trial that God seems to have left me to my own devices on. For now, atleast. I think I can bear this one, and I will come out stronger because of it.
This week, a few other events occured:
I got to go to MLC! (one of my companions complained that he had been out 15 months before he first got to go lol)
I had another Spanish exchange! This time, I had the opportunity to use my gloriously terrible Spanish when a member asked me a question in Spanish. I proudly asked him what his question was, then answered him. As I was talking, one of the Spanish Elders looks at me dumbfounded. When I'm done, The member looks at me and says, in perfect English, ""Oh. So you don't know how to speak Spanish?"
So, yeah... much to work on!
Until next week!
1. 6:30 Frisbee! Oh boy are there stories to tell of these games of frisbee!
Times I intentionally slipped (dove) for the frisbee: 1
Times I unintentionally slipped: 1
People that crashed into me: 1. The other missionary walked away with a headache, I walked away with my legs incredibly sore, so walking around the rest of the day was a challenge... still kinda sore, actually lol
Just yet another example of how when I step outside to do physical activity, something bad happens!
2. A member gave us this meal that reminded me of my mom's cooking...
3. Spoils of the ward Halloween party!
4. Downtown Tucson! Reminded me of Salt Lake lol




. We got do meet 2 different hunters, who oddly enough both had recently come home from hunting, so that was pretty cool... we got to see one of them packaging up antelope, so that was pretty neat.
and he just looked at me like
, so that was pretty funny. Come on people, I got experience with this lol. Half of the stuff I cooked burned, so I ought to know when there will be smoke, even if it was technically "invisible". I learned a pretty cool lesson from that though. We may not see the smoke that signals the burning around us, because to us it may seem invisible. But the prophet (uh oh, did I just liken myself to a prophet?) can see the smoke, and warns us before anything bad happens.












. (I honestly would have done anything else if I could, but we legit didn't have another way of getting both me and the mattress back to our apartment. My comp said so himself lol...)













