My first week at the MTC has been incredible! I have learned so much in such a small amount of time! so my typical day at the MTC is wake up at 6:30, breakfast at 7:15, Lunch at 11:35, dinner at 5:00, bedtime at 10:30 and whenever im not eating im studying or being taught. Even though it seems like way too much to learn and retain, we are all able to remember it because we are here to learn the Gospel of Jesus Christ and he is blessing us because of that. My district (or my class for the next 5 weeks) has 8 elders and 4 sisters. One of the sisters is from austalia and is EXACTLY like fat amy from pitch perfect! Another sister is from belgium and she loves that belgium beat the US in the world cup. lets just say our relationship didnt really get off on the right foot but its okay now because weve moved on and im trying to teach her american idioms because she doesnt understand them. All of the elders in my district are going to the same mission as me and the sisters are going to idaho, new york, texas, and canada. One thing i really like is that all the spanish speaking missionaries are on a separate campus from all the other missionaries so you can speak spanish with pretty much anyone and practice. My companion, Elder Sasser, is from Idaho and is HUGE. Seriously. hes like 6'4'' 250. i look like a dwarf compared to him. but i really like him. hes really positive and always looks for the good in others. He struggles with spanish, but i am actually doing really well so since im not challenged that much witht the language at this point, the Lord has decided to give me the challenge to also help my companion! our teacher is awesome and last week he told us the story of the blacksmith and i really liked it. it went something like this. A blacksmith recently joined the church and he was talking with his athiest neighbor. his neighbor said to him that he noticed when the blacksmith joined the church his life got harder instead of easier and that he thought that God would make his life easier and bless him because of his decision to join the church. the blacksmith responded and said he at one point thought the same thing, but he came to realize that God is much like a black smith and we are his pieces of iron. God plunges us into fiery furnaces and then once we are about to melt, he takes us out and punds us with his hammer over and over, then he throws us into a bucket of ice cold water. he repeats this over and over and over. this process seems like its too much for the pieces of iron, but the blacksmith knows us and knows our breaking point and wont push us past it. because those pieces of iron that break during this pile are thrown away and are useless, but those who told up to this grueling process are made into sturdy, useful tools that the Lord can use to make the world a better place. Sometimes we may think that our burdens are too heavy and that we cant take the plunge into the furnace or that last blow from the hammer, but i promise that if we endure to the end and put our faith in God that he will craft us into incredible tools that can be used to change the world for the better.
My pday is thursday so you be getting emails toward the end of the week instead of the beginning like i thought at the beginning. i have pictures, but i forgot my camera so ill make sure i send some next week or maybe later today if i have some time. Today i am going to the mexican consolate in SLC to get my visa stuff finalized. or at least i think thats what its for. so hopefully i wont have any trouble waiting for my visa to come through and i can go straight to Mexico on September 15th! Oh and if youre wondering how my spanish is; i can pray in spanish, bare my testimony in spanish and i have already given 4 lessons to a "investigator" entirely in spanish. the lessons werent exactly perfect and it was incredible difficult,but my companion and i were able to get throught them with the help of Padre Celstial and the gift of tongues.
Dont forget to write me;D my mom can add my mailing address and you can also send food.. wink wink
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