So....my mission has taken a rather large turn for the...crazy weird. We had transfers this Tuesday, and I was told that I was going to train. Aaaannnndddd....I almost died of a heart attack. But I am good now. I received my "baby" on Wednesday, Hermana Francani from Bahia Blanca, Argentina. She is AWESOME. She is thirty years old, and one year away from graduating from law school...needless to say, I was really, really intimidated. But she is so amazing, and it has been so interesting to me to look at her, and see where I came from. She came from a ward that has had a lot of the same problems as Palma Loma, and thus we see that President McMullin is inspired.
We were able to have another lesson with a family that we found last week, Daniel, his sister, and his three sons. They are SUCH good people, and we hope that we can help them to progress and to recognize the importance of the gospel in their lives and the eternal perspective that it gives to them.
I was reading in Alma 1 this morning, and it was talking about all of the tribulations that happened with the people of Alma y Limhi, and then later with all of the persecutions in Zarahemla. One verse really hit me, and I love the promises that it gives to the faithful who patiently wait out and endure well their afflictions:
25 Now this was a great trial to those that did stand fast in the faith; nevertheless, they were steadfast and immovable in keeping the commandments of God, and they bore with patience the persecution which was heaped upon them.
They had patience, and they understood that even though they received trials, their Heavenly Father still loved them and was with them every step of the way. They PUT THEIR CONFIDENCE IN HIM. Mosiah 29 and Mosiah 7:33 also talk a lot about that. With this whole training thing, and it is the first time as senior companion, I was really overwhelmed. But when I just put it in the Lord's hands, He helped me to have confidence, and to remember all that I have seen, learned, and experienced, so that I can help this sister learn how to stand on her own two feet as a missionary. I love that feeling.
UM...not really much else happened, apart from...wait for it....THE BISHOP'S WIFE CAME TO CHURCH!!! WOOOO!!!! But really, we were so happy to see her finally come to church and take the sacrament for the first time in who knows how long.
Yah, life is great, I hope that everyone back home is doing fine. From reading your letters, it sounds like everyone is so incredibly busy. I hope you can always find time for the Lord and for the things that should be the most important:) I love you!
Love,
Hermana Farish
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| My "Baby", Hermana Francani |
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