It's
been a week for the books, crazy busy, and full of more things than there is
time in the day, but I love the Lord's work. It is very apparent to me here
that the Lord's hand is in all of the little things, and I feel so blessed to
be able to recognize the little ways he sustains me and blesses me each day.
Some examples from the week: one day it was that we discovered $2.00 BYU
Creamery ice cream in a secret vending machine, we actually got a washing
machine on p-day, I've figured out which shower stays warm, my companion is so
motivated, I was able to remember the majority of my Spanish vocab, I read a
scripture that was just what I needed, I got so many lovely emails from friends
and family that were so needed and made my day. Thank you all, for your love
and support-- your sweet thoughtfulness makes my days brighter! Sure love you
all.
Wasn't General Conference amazing? I love our prophet, Russell M. Nelson,
I love how every time he opens his mouth the Spirit floods over me, and it is
so obvious that he is God's prophet. I am so grateful for latter-day
revelation, and also the exciting fulfillment of the restoration that is taking
place every day! I'm so excited to be a part of that. I loved President
Uchtdorf's talk especially, his talk of adventures made me even more
excited for mine, and I want to go all in! I love the way General Conference
always reminds me that living the gospel is so empowering and makes life so
amazing. It isn't restrictive or boring, it is freeing and a rewarding
adventure.
Things here are nuts
sometimes, as Hermana Kendell says, and sometimes we are so full of Spanish
that we forget English, but our Spanish is not so good yet, so our
conversations are full of barely intelligible Spanglish. The language is coming
very slowly with a TON of work, but it is coming, and that in and of itself is
proof of the miracle of the gift of tongues. My capacities to learn are
increased here in ways far beyond my ability to even understand, let alone be
something I could do on my own. It is miraculous, and although still very hard,
I know that if I keep working hard, Heavenly Father will give me the words I
need when He needs me.
Trading in my sweats
and tees for a dress every day is still hard for me, but I'm getting used to
it:) I'm feeling much more adjusted here, and I like getting to know all of the
other missionaries here and in my district. I really love how here it is easy
to think of Christ all of the time, and that gives me a sweet happiness that is
behind even the hardest days.
Something funny that
happened this week is that our teacher, Hermano Frias from Panama (speaks very
little English) was telling us about his failed Mutual date... it was so funny.
He said he was supposed to go on a date with this super pretty girl he'd seen
in a picture, but then he got to their lunch date and she was super muscular
and very large. This was hilarious because he isn't a very big guy, and the
only way he could explain it to us was that "the lady had very grande
arms, and she was very big, mas grande than me and no bonita." Haha, he
cracks me up.
Sadie's MTC district
Much love,
Hermana Miller
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