So I started the job hunt this week! Ya! job hunting I really hate it I end up with hours of going through random possible jobs mindlessly scrolling through the jobs hoping to find something then you apply takes a good 25 minutes and bam you like ahhhhhhhhh maybe I’ll get someone that wants me…. a few days later you inbox is full of rejections! well what did I do wrong! why doesn’t anyone want me. AHHHHHHHHHH so time to get back and repeat the process but I think I start another day. My room/ House is this constantly transforming place. I got my room so lovely and then more boxes and it exploded everywhere I wasn’t to motivated to continue so it for a while to be pretty crazy for another few days…….. it’s getting there. A clean and neat surrounding really does effect the state of the mind. Organization is the key to sanity!
So I want to talk about success today. What is it how can we define it and is it important. So I went to a deathly boring fireside last night it was about education and some random chick getting some kind of community award I wasn’t really following to be honest. But there was one thing in the random rabble that caught my attention…. When you study we must have the Belief you can do it. In tagalog the Phrase is KAYA KO IYAN! translation,I can do it. Have a vision of who we can become and what we can achieve. I think all things come down to what we believe we can achieve and out own limitations. I know anything is possible but not instantly there is a required patience involved no matter what goal or aspiration we search for in life. PATIENCE LEADS TO ALL success. The other thing is success is not immediate perfection but a process of often many failures that path the road to success.
Seminary is great I love it….. am I a good seminary teacher absolutely not…… I am pretty pathetic I feel rather awkward but I just smile and hope that something I say is worth them waking up out of bed for. I KNOW in time I will be a better teacher.Yep but first I have to learn how to be a good seminary teacher by just doing your calling.I always say that to missionaries the only way to learn is by doing. So the class could do with some life! FUN! This class that I have at the moment are the most well behaved quiet no interaction with each other class…. In short zombies but I love them. So we will see how things work out. I am sharing teaching with Adele she is amazing I call her my “pocket rocket.” She is the most energetic person on the planet!!!! We where friends in mission prep class and efy councilors at the same time. She served her mission in Perth. I will never forget that woman’s positivity she was sick had the flu and then her eye became so infected it was huge and she was still smiling no voice and she had prepared months and months for EFY. She was amazing and I am so happy to have life put me back in her path.
Kenya leaving and I have been just in denial to be honest. Her fairwell party was in the week that I didn’t write about. It hit me like a ton of bricks my best friend is again going to disappear out of my life. I miss Jacob, Craig, Trent, Bronte and Bree. The people I love the most are not here. Lucky Tess is here. I miss a lot of people from my mission but mainly I miss Udall and Burt. Udall is still in the Philippines and Burt is a hemisphere away!!!!! What am I ment to be learning at the moment I am not sure. Still trying to figure that one out.
Kenya gave a beautiful talk on Sunday I cried it was about trails and why bad things happen to good people. It was a beautiful talk her mother came to church!!!! She was a mess just bawling her eyes out so was jess’s mum. I love jess’s mum she is cool.
so talk of the week! I love Diter F uchdorf and stuff I love about men like him is that when you need some guidance oftern things that I have listern too will come into my head. So I found myself just contemplating recent events and things from his last general confernace talk came into my head. The talk is entitled be grateful in any circumstances. I love this part of the talk.
“We Are Not Made for Endings
In light of what we know about our eternal destiny, is it any wonder that whenever we face the bitter endings of life, they seem unacceptable to us? There seems to be something inside of us that resists endings.
Why is this? Because we are made of the stuff of eternity. We are eternal beings, children of the Almighty God, whose name is Endless13 and who promises eternal blessings without number. Endings are not our destiny.
The more we learn about the gospel of Jesus Christ, the more we realize that endings here in mortality are not endings at all. They are merely interruptions—temporary pauses that one day will seem small compared to the eternal joy awaiting the faithful.”
He goes on to talk about a lot of other things but I think it is true. I love the scripture
…….”those who are pure in heart shall see god.” I have contemplated that scripture for a long time I believe that when we are grateful we purify our heart and are able to see god’s influence in our lives. Gratitude fosters contentment.
One thing I am glad is that I got to have some time with Kenya. I am so grateful circumstance delayed her papers and bought me home earlier so I could spend this time with her. We went and had a day together at wynum and ended up waking up really early to do some photos with her she has wanted to do flowery pictures since I left so we did that this morning. All I know is I am going to be a mess on Wednesday. Bring out the tears but she has her stories to experience and I am so excited for her. She went through the same thing 18 months ago. Prehaps more so because she saw all our friends leave.
JOB I NEED A JOB! If anyone knows of anyone that would like to hire a friendly, photography student that loves filippino and speaking tagalog let me know.I wish I could have a job where I could learn more tagalog. Sana maging misyonera ako ulit. Kasi ito po yung pinakamabuting job sa buong buhay talaga. Willing to do pretty much any kind of job to be honest. MACCS do you want to hire me!
Last week wasn’t all that positive so instead I decided to write my story of how I ended up going on a mission. I wrote this for Julie Hess, she is putting together a book of how the announcement by President Tomas S Monson in October 2012 of lowing the age for missionaries to serve and how that impacted on those missionaries who served at an earlier age. Sister Burt and I were the first sister missionaries to arrive in Olongapo mission under the age of 21. It’s cool to be part of history.
In October 2012 I was a 19 year old photojournalist student at Griffith University. I had dreamed of traveling and having a career as a photographer. Before the October General Conference I had a lot of my guy friends preparing for their missions and I loved studying with them. I have always wanted to serve a mission ever since I was 5 years old I remember wearing my mothers tags with my younger sister. I served a minny mission when I was 16 and that experience changed my life. However around 18 or 17 years old that desire or dream wasn’t final I questioned it weather I was really meant to serve. However I will never forget the day where I made the decision to serve a mission. It was in attending a fast and testimony meeting at the YSA ward as part of the conference and I remember I was sitting next to Kenya Carroll who has been my dear friend since I was 7 years old and my little sister Bronte who is 14 months younger then I am. I remember so distinctly the impression
“you must start preparing for your mission now.”
At the time it seemed so urgent and I will never forget that feeling that I had. I then decided to pray about it and then words fail to explain that moment when I knew that I was going to serve a mission. So I started saving and I was also saving for a camera for my degree so I had 2 years to prepare well so I thought. Shortly after this experience my dad who I hadn’t discussed anything about serving a mission came to me and said he had been to the temple and felt that he need to prepare to help Bronte and I serve missions. Again 2 years away it seemed rather distant. So mum opened a bank account in the September. OH ITS TWO YEARS AWAY! As I talked with him I still can remember that feeling of ugency. Now looking back I can see the lord was preparing me to serve for the time that I was ment to serve. I then decided to go to mission prep. The numbers were very few and I remember a member saying to me when they found I was attending mission prep
“You don’t need to go to mission prep you are still ages until you will even be able to serve.”
“I don’t know why but I know that I am ment to be going to mission prep.”
My first day in mission prep I remember Sister Maurer saying “How old are you?”
“Oh well, it is good to prepare early.”
I was so nervous but I came to love mission prep class and there are many things that I learnt in that class that carried through the most challenging days of my mission. I am forever grateful mainly for the testimonies of my teachers Ben , Warren and the Maurers. When there were days where I didn’t think I could continue on my mission their words never left me it inspired me and sustained me. I do no know what would of happened if I had not gone to mission prep.
The announcement in October 2012 directly impacted upon my life. I was in Australia and we don’t watch the conferences until a few days after they have happened. I will never forget the phone call. Sonya Hilton called my mum to tell her. I remember my mum came into my room to tell me we both went quiet. The choice had been made in July. Then I went to church
it all seemed a blur I remember going straight to Kenya. I felt extreme excitement, happiness, pure joy and sadness the realization that I would be leaving Camp Hill ward a lot sooner than I had ever anticipated. Then after church mum sat at one end of the table I was sitting on the other.
“I know, we will support you.”
So I had a very short amount of time to submit my papers and leave and come back to school. If the announcement had been made a month later or even a week later I would not have been able to serve a mission and come back to my course. If I had not studied at the Gold Coast my first year of university circumstances would not have allowed me to come back to QCA in the July of 2014. A choice that I had made that didn’t make sense to me at the time but all worked out perfectly. I came to understand that Heavenly Father had been directing my life in order for me to serve a mission. Carroline Haynes had said to me “If you are ment to serve all things will fall into place.” THINGS FELL INTO PLACE!!!
After a week and a half after the announcement my papers were submitted. Then Jacob Muir a really close friend of mine had a lot of obstacles in his preparation for a mission. I firmly believe all missionaries no matter the process we are meant to serve in the lords time. I saw this with Jacob. A lot of things about missionary work depends on timing and the Lords timetable not ours. I remember a conversation with him on Tuesday night after institute a conversation about him starting his papers and priorities. I never would of imagined two weeks after my papers were submitted I get a phone from Jacob. HIS PAPERS AFTER MONTHS OF TRIALS were miraculously completed and submitted! He would later be called 2 weeks after I received my call to the Philippines Tacloban mission. Not that we realized it at the time but Jacob would end up serving in two missions because of Typhoon Yolanda. He would also serve in the Philippines Cebu East mission.
Brianna Pearce and I were like proves twins we submitted out papers the same day and waited together and prepared together by riding bikes in skirts, temple attendance, reading PMG together and mission prep classes those are some of the most joyful experiences of my life the time preparing with her. December 13th 2013 both Brianna and I received our calls she was called to the Dominican Republic Santiago mission. I was called to the Philippines Olongapo Mission. This was the 2nd happiest memory of my whole life besides watching Sister Sabado open her call. I felt the spirit so strong as I read dear Sister McNaught, you are hearby called to serve. The reality of that seemed so surreal that the lord wanted me to be his missionary. IT DIDN’T MATTER WHERE HE WANTED ME TO GO!!!!! Okay I am ready to go to Sydney……. WHAT THE H( a word that is used in Australia that is not mura but is mura in America)!!!!!!!!! PHILIPPINES!!!!!!!!! Olon a what a po….. Mission. Okay I can’t pronounce my mission I am in trouble. TAG-LOG what is that. So tagalog interestingly enough my Filipino friend Dennis had been teaching my tagalog words a few weeks before. I NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS THOUGHT PHILIPPINES BUT I WAS SO EXCITED AND SHOCKED AND EXCITED TO BE SURROUNDED BY ASIANS!!!! I LOVE ASIANS!!!!!! I was to report to the MTC on February 12, 2013.wow that’s soon. Jacob came two weeks later to the MTC. WOW THAT’S SOON FOR THE BOTH OF US!!!!! LOOK OUT PROVO!!!! Sister McNaught and Elder Muir will be there soon!
Obstacles arouse and I had a lot of job opportunities that just randomly came up after my mission call that were tempting. Along with obstacles I saw overwhelming support of my ward and family and friends. OVERWELMING I have never felt so loved in my whole life the sacrifices made by those around me in order for me to have enough money to serve was amazing! I didn’t have enough money to serve a mission but I worked to get as much as I could. The most important aspect of preparation was gaining a testimony of the temple. Melissa Taylor made me do a sealing session with her an experience I am forever grateful for my whole mission I thought of that ordinance and how I wanted everyone to receive that. I don’t want just baptism that’s the first step, I want TEMPLE ORDINANCES!!!! Families are forever and 18 months without mine seems worth it for the people to have that opportunity to be together with their families for eternity.
I never viewed missions as a sacrifice until I entered the field the first few months were painfully hard for me, I gave up my language, my family, my friends, my culture, my lifesavings, my education for a season but most importantly my will and TOILET PAPER!!!! In the field you have no control where you will serve, who you serve with or how long you are in an areas for. However putting your life in the hands of one that knows more then you becomes the greatest blessing. Yes a sacrifice but really what we gain from missions and what the savior sacrificed for me personally my sacrifice seems rather small. My sister went on to serve a mission and she is currently serving in the New Zealand, Auckland Mission. My dear friend Kenya faced 18 months of obstacles completing her papers but will be leaving to serve in the England Manchester mission on August 28th 2014. Perhaps having the people you love the most serve and are away from you when you come home is the greatest sacrifice but I know this is the lord’s work and I love them and they will have their own stories to experience. Again, we all have our own stories to tell but one thing I do know is the lord knows when we will serve and when we are need in the mission field.
lots of love
Back to the Beginning
So This week I picked up my camera did a photo shoot with Kenya and Freaked out all my photos were blurred and crap and I was like I have forgotten everything but then the next day Eden was bugging me for a Facebook profile picture plus I had to do an assignment…..LAMO man but okay so I did a portrait session with Eden and I realized ISO is pretty dang important. I AM AN IDIOT!!!! so basic. So I took beautiful pictures of my little sister and actually she inspired me for this week’s letter. So I hate generic photos the ones that people are smiling their lives from a photograph look perfect. I don’t know why but Eden had written on her finger nails the word OKAY. I feel like I have been saying that over and over this week. As a returned missionary which I hate the term RM (returned monster.) you will hear two main phrases that you will hear over and over and over again.
WOW your back that went fast. How was your mission?
(thought process) akward because a few seconds doesn’t really explain what happened. Even if I tried to explain no one would understand because it was CRAZY and AMAZING and CHALLAGING and ABSOULELY HUMBLING. My stories are pretty far fetched and I have come to learn not all that socially acceptable hahah. I did serve in Olongapo let’s be honest here. A lot of things I edited in my letters for my parents sake but now I told them everything and I think they are still in shock! I THINK I AM STILL IN SHOCK! I mean my first day in the Philippines was Holy week which consisted of people whipping themselves chanting, Crazy idols, humun Crucifixion and rubbish burning so smoke was everywhere and that night was my very first experience in that country…. I was petrified!!!!!!!! WHERE THE HECK HAD I BEEN SENT. But the Place as crazy as it is the people, Mga nanay that loved me, the kids, the dramatic culture, being told I am beautiful everywhere I went and people coming out of houses just to take pictures with me!!!!!!! the people really did steel my heart even the Language as hard as it was to learn I MISS IT! Being here kills me. I miss my MISSION SO MUCH! Even if I went back it isn’t the same I wouldn’t be a missionary. I loved and hated being a missionary. It really was a rollercoaster of extreme emotions. It was the best and hardest thing ever….turns out that cliché is true and the only way to describe a mission.
Silence…… The listener doesn’t really care what your response is..
“it was Okay.”
“that’s wonderful just wonderful great experience for you.”
Then they walk off. This process is repeated over and over.
How does it feel to be back.
Response: Thought process. Well not exactly what I though it would be like. I didn’t believe everyone that there is an adjustment I naively thought hey not that hard you go back to your life. HECK NO! Everything is different everyone is different even my house is different. I THINK I AM HAVING A BIGGER CULTURE SHOCK BEING HERE AT HOME!!!! AUSTRALIA IS NOT THE PHILIPPINES THINGS I COULD DO THERE ARE NOT SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE HERE!!!!!!!!!Australia is super ocd about forms and people have a lot of things and still say they are poor. Risk assessment forms and lack of jay walking and having everything that must be safe!!! I feel like this country spends more time assessing the risk of things rather than just living. People don’t have a lot of patience here and Australians are not accustomed to waiting for anything everything must be instant. Everything is fast pace and time is really important. Australians like to have a go at other Australians I was walking to uni on the foot path and this guy was on a bike and some old man/women not sure what gender it was just like full on gets up this dude and tells him that this is not the bike path that he is going to get a fine. EVERYONE LIVES IN FEAR OF GETTING A FINE!!!!! THE GUY GETS OFF HIS BIKE!!!!!! What the heck man I would of just kept riding. PLEASE!!!!! As for the old thing I would say your little motorized cart thingy isn’t exactly your legs either buddy……….So stupid. Filipino time I miss that. People who have been to the Philippines would understand that. But I love hot showers and toilet paper you can flush down the toilet! BUT THE FACT THERE IS A FLUSH! That is another wonder of life! I love AUSTRALIAN FOOD. I love my family and seeing old friends. I love SLEEP! Prayer is different I don’t feel as close to heavenly father now as I did in the field that is the biggest thing for me and I don’t know how to explain it but it’s different. Makes me kind of sad. I feel like I have lost something but I don’t know what it is. Motivation I really don’t a desire to do anything. Again conflicting emotions. BEA isn’t here!!!!!! BRONTE… I miss her like crazy that is the biggest thing for me I DON’T HAVE MY SISTER WITH ME. I don’t have the person that I love and fight with and tells me I am being stupid when I am. I didn’t realize it but Bea is a HUGE part of my life. Being here back home without her is the biggest thing that I am adjusting to. I get to see her in a year. Jordan Woolley said to me that isn’t a long time! WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!!!!! Time doesn’t go fast that isn’t fast! A YEAR IS A SUPTANIAL AMOUNT OF TIME. Again Jordan 6 months is a septennial amount of time! I still can’t go to max Brenner.
“yep it’s okay being back.”
“Great to see you are doing so well just great!”
PLEASE SHUT UP!( of course this is a thought not said because that would be pretty dang blunt and rude.)
“yep yep well great to see you.”
This time I walk away and find more people to do small talk with. Then you find some genuine people that is rather refreshing that actually care what happened and how you’re really doing and this is a great one too they tell you WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN DOING!!!!! Thank- you to a few of my friends for a real conversation that wasn’t awkward I swear if I hadn’t of seen them that dance would of driven me up the wall!
So I also made new friends with three Rm’s from the Philippines found myself in a Filipino shop and then I was surround by Filipino food and people it was great my homesickness got a lot better. It was great to talk with Jessie, Dwine and Sarah. We ate Balut that stuff is deadly! It smells rather intresting and looks like a enbro of a child man. So life is good and I am looking forward to this coming weeks adventures of unpacking and lack of internet…. Prehaps a good thing I am addicted to facebook and I hate that site. Scrolling and scrolling for excitement and being left with less brain cells and more bored then before. I want my BLUE CARD ALREADY I WANT TO START TEACHING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! grabe. NO internet for a week was really great and I really loved packing up my house and finally to start and get my life back together and stop living out of a suit case is nice. So things are looking up.
This week’s progression….
-So I handed in my first assignment!!!! Biggest effort for 4%.
- Made my first normal Friend at uni! She is not on drugs! yeah!!! go art school!
- Picked up and SLR and used it!
- did a crappy sketch but I did it
- moved house my room is a neculur boom my house is like the after math of a natural disaster
- Resume completed emails looked at but still haven’t handed it out or replied to people.
- Made friends with the sister missionaries here. I like sister Robortson she is CANADIAN! I am obsessed with Canada! Mum and I need to go there. Who knows but Canada is still everywhere still! The Elders helped us move Elder King is super talkative and English he is awesome! Mum went to hug him without thinking this week but she was like what the heck I thought it was hilarious.
- I have a slight social life!!!!! Go buddy I made new friends.
- Babies love me again!!!!
So a Continuation of last weeks goals.
- New SCRIPTURES!!!!!! I NEED THEM! my mission ones are beat up and smell like moss.
- buy a screen for print making
- AGAIN DO SOMETHING TO GET A JOB!!!! AHHH I need motivation.
- write in my journal….. I don’t want to but I will regret it.
- Calendar for my room MAKE PLANS!!!
- Do a new and improved bucket list.
- Spend time with Kenya this week.
- Have a to do list each day so I achieve things!
- Really work at convincing my parents I can DRIVE!!! I am not 5 years old!!! ahhhhh!!!!
- write things down otherwise I forget them. I may have completely forgotten about dinner with family friends and going to the temple with Melissa just absent mindness and I need to remember stuff that I said I would do! I felt so bad. However on the positive side lesson learnt!
I really am pushing myself to be normal again but lets be honest even though I am doing things and seeing people life is NOT NORMAL! For example I was walking to the Bus and I see this man chilling with his back to me facing the wall and I go in my head….. Oh he must be peeing. Anyone who lives in the Philippines there is a lot of signage everywhere that say BAWAL UMIHI DITO! okay translation is, It is forbidden to pea here. Yet when you walk around everyone is peaing on those signs… Male people that is. As I continue walking I think to myself holly heckers that doesn’t happen in Australia and I realized the guy was texting not peeing. Ohhhhhhhhh probs get arrested here if you just peaed on a building here.
So on that note I had my first day of Uni. I use to love going to uni seeing my friends. I went and realized something they have all graduated or dropped out. I got myself an ID met a super cool guy who works in admin….. Note- Success in life is not what you know but who you know. How to make your life a lot easier is make friends with admin people. His name is Matt he has random trips to the Philippines to build houses he doesn’t know tagalog….. I want his job. Then I went to the web center to kill time but found that they had changed things around. Found this lady whose face was super familiar sat down and she filled me in on people retiring and no new teachers but there has been some deaths. I remembered her I felt bad I had forgotten her name. Bounced ideas off with her of things I am thinking about and she gave me numbers how to make things happen but I am not all that sure yet but it was great to catch up with her……. Pays to be nice to people they can help you a lot in the future. Turns out her name is Carroll. Well can’t believe I forgot that one, rather ironic really. Good old Carroll! Now when I see her at Uni she waves are me. I love that chick.
Then I went to check out the gallery at school. IT MADE ME MAD! There was a twig with a little tea towel. A TWIG!!! I mean I know it probably represented 12 weeks of thought process and explanation but a TWIG I was so uninspired. It just reminded me of a family I taught that used one stick of soup to wash with. A stick of soup to wash up with. A Stick of soup to do laundry. That same stick of soup to clean their shack with they don’t have a floor it was just dirt. I don’t know there is something wrong with that. I had a bath and had 3 million different types of soaps and shampoos that my mum had bought and the fact I was in a hot bath tub was Bizarre to me. I spent pretty much my whole mission washing with a bucket of cold water every morning and I LOVED IT! I was lucky to spend some months of my mission in the mission home in the Ap’s apartment and I had the luxury of a hot shower. HAND WASHING WITH A WELL! I really don’t miss that but I am grateful for that experience to really recognize how absolutely blessed I am.
Art collage is like a completely different world to the Philippines and missionary life. The things I heard the classes and things I saw where strange to me. There is a lot of things I have forgotten. I love ART COLLAGE but I don’t really feel part of it anymore. A lot of things about me has changed my ideas my aspirations just a lot of things. Before I left I promised mum I would finish and finish I shall but I really feel kind of lost like I don’t know what I am ment to be doing with my life anymore. I don’t know if I want to be a photojournalist anymore. Perhaps I will find my love for this again maybe time na lang. I might get out a heap of books and look at work of great Photographers to seek inspiration. I mean before my mission I was obsessed with Photography! now I don’t know parang wala akong paki alam tunkol sa Photography. I miss my old friends especially Jeorgia who apparently has dropped out and traveling and living in Londan. My only saving grace is Dennis who is a really good friend of mine. He also is Filipino what are the odds. He lived in Canada back in the day and I grew up listening to stories of mum serving her mission in Canada. I LOVE CANADA even though I have never even been there.I firmly believe everything happens for a reason and I am grateful to get to learn more things from Dennis he is one of the 5.
So this is my theory about friendship. We all are placed in peoples lives for some reason sometimes people stay forever and no amount of time apart changes the fact that you will always be friends. Pero most times than not we pass through the lives of people and that we learn something from them we serve them sometimes they serve us we have something in common with them but if that thing in common is removed we somehow don’t see each other life takes over and time passes you grow apart. This is something I have experienced a lot this week is seeing people again sometimes its like nothing has changed and sometimes its just dang awkward people I was close with I don’t really know anymore. But thankfully I have people like Kenya, Tess and Celeste that go oh you haven’t really changed and we just start joking. THEN I MISS UDALL! and people in the Philippines I have gotten a lot of messages from Filipinos and it’s the same I miss you sister McNaught. Man your mission went fast. People here say wow your back that went fast. For me it doesn’t seem fast but being back it feels like a dream like it didn’t really happen…..but it did. I watched the vow this week and somehow identified myself with the main character. My life is like that I feel like I have skipped a big chuck and now I am somehow supposed to get on with it. I miss my sister she still has a year left before I see her again. Most of my close friends are still in the mission field so I have a lot of room for new friends and Kenya is about to leave for England to be a missionary.
Speaking of English people, there is a fine young elder here his name is Elder King I really like this kid. I meet a great new investigator she is 21 just like me doesn’t know English and only speeks Tagalog……..PERFECT!!!! I love her already.So she is about to get married to a less active member and I am excited to teach her with the elders and Alberto. Alberto is a recent convert and he is from the Philippines but lived in New Zealand. So we had our first lesson with this lady and it was an AMAZING LESSON! little shaky at first because of the language barrier and she didn’t really understand the Elders but then Translating and teaching IT WAS FANTASTIC! But the thing I will never forget is how the Spirit works. Man simple impressions followed and then there is this strong powerful unforgettable moment. BEAUTIFUL! I almost cried and I don’t really know how to explain it but this is something I do know. THE LANGUAGE OF THE SPIRIT IS UNIVERSAL AND IT DOES TOUCH HEARTS AND LIVES! Testimony is not the importance of words used but sincerity. I think Elder Kings testimony was one of the most powerful testimonies I have ever been privileged to witness. His story is that 2 years ago he was taught by missionaries and became a member against all the wishes of his family and now he is a missionary. I know I am forever changed by what I witnessed tonight.
Again about testimony today was testimony meeting and Brother Carroll(kenya’s Dad) he gets up does a peace sign which is legendary but then he spoke and it was powerful I wish Kenya could of seen it. He has brought his family for years without his wife. He expressed his love for his family and his wife and how he wished he could be sealed with them forever. It was beautiful again you had to be there to experience it. Besides the one where he got up where he stood and didn’t go to the front to bear his testimony, today’s testimony will be his most memorable testimony for me.
One thing that stood out to me just before I left my mission was this in Preach my Gospel….. “Members who share the gospel experience joy and have the Spirit of the Lord more abundantly.” This is so true.
Something that I would do every morning on my mission is I would think this. I KNOW THERE IS SOMEONE HERE THAT HEAVENLY FATHER WANTS ME TO MEET. I know that people are waiting for me to teach them. I have come to realize this week it is still something I should still think. My mission prepared me to help a lot of Filipinos still. I will have this eternal love for that people. I really do love them being here kills me because I miss them so much and all the friends I made but basically I miss Filipinos. Crazy culture and their way of life, I love it. I miss it. I miss being a missionary. But you can’t look back just like bronte’s note says. Missions come to an end and new and exciting adventures lay ahead. People are still being placed in my path.
Found myself at the temple with the YSA. I feel like I need to be there. I love the temple it is my sanity at the moment. I love the temple and later on this week I had a funny experience when I went by myself during the day. I GOT TRAPPED! I got locked in! it was crazy I had to climb over two huge fences!!! braking out of the temple is a first for me.
I prayed for Talmage Gorringe and then I prayed for each student in my seminary class which I still can’t teach because I need a blue card to prove I am not a creeper!
I found out Jess is in America missed that. Kenya is in Melbourne. Jenny is in Sydney. I am in Brisbane……….. I want to travel! I think that is what I want to do. I loved adventures on my mission CRAZY adventures I want that. I think I will have to come up with a road trip.
So this weeks progression
I now have a smart phone it is super cool but I still don’t know my number.
I opened my real email there was an AMAZING email from a lady that made me realize that little postcard that happened changed her life. Pretty cool and exactly what I needed to read at the moment. I still need to reply to people haven’t gotten that far yet!
Went to the first classes at UNIVERSITY!
Held Babies and Jack’s kid didn’t scream and it was awesome. I CAN’T believe he has offspring and guess what I have a new cousin his name is Liam.
I hug men of all ages! Handshaking has become considerably less but I did see a friend from high school and without thinking just shook his hand it was weriod haha.
This weeks goals.
move house ( crazy I know who moves house straight after there mission…. me)
Make more friends.
Do things to seek a job. (like a resume would be a good start.)
Call people that Carroll(the admin lady.) wanted me to call
Convince my parents I can drive again! maybe practice driving with them like I when I was 16…….. grabe naman.
Buy a calendar make plans and set some real goals. Make a list of things I want to happen in my life.
draw and do some photoshoots
BUY NEW SCRIPTURES TODAY!
write letters to people. lalo para kay Sister Stabenow!
lots of love
This week I understand how someone can grow out a beard and not want to do anything when they get home….. I bet if I was a man I would be growing out a beard right now and become a hopo. I am grateful Kenya came to visit me today! So did Granny. I got out my real camera today the photos were horrid but it’s okay just keep going. Take more shots. I really have no idea how I got so lucky to have a friend like her. I didn’t want to do anything today.