Spanish isn't terrible. I haven't been discouraged yet, and my companions and I have made the goal to never cry out of frustration. So far, so good. I think that can be everyone's goal.
I definitely thought I prayed quite a bit before I came out here, but now I pray way more. It's more than just having prayer in my heart always; we seriously pray before we do anything. I probably love it.
This week I almost died. I'll just share the short version with you: I have been having nose bleeds like crazy here in Provo, and yesterday I was super sick. The MTC clinic doctor connected the two, and today my companions and I went on a field trip to an ear, nose, and throat doctor in town! Fun fun! The blood vessel in my left nostril that is causing all the trouble was cauterized, AND the clinic gave us a humidifier for our room. This week has been an adventure.
Last minute. That's when we know who is speaking in Sacrament meeting. It's announced right after the Sacrament. We are all expected to have a talk prepared (3-7 minutes long) on the topic of the week in Spanish or Spanglish. So, I was chosen to speak this past Sunday on obedience, doing the will of the Father. I definitely used Spanglish, but I read all of my scripture references in Spanish. I was thinking about how Alma testifies that all things denote there is a God by their movements and motions etc (Alma 30:44). I thought, why or how? In Helaman 12, the obedience of the earth is described. For example, if God commands a mountain to move, it will. I wondered (and still do) are we obedient to the point that our actions and movements denote there is a God?
Have a short version. Time to go do things!
Hasta Luego,
Hermana Valentine
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