The referral center was not fun today. Everyone either: wasn't home, hung up on me, spoke so quiet I couldn't hear them, or didn't care to hear the most important message on Earth! I love this gospel and Jesus Christ and I know it's blessed my life. I am much more confident and full of peace knowing I have a Father in Heaven who loves me and a Savior who died for me and my sins. Even if I'm grumpy and make my companion irritated and my district annoyed Etc. I KNOW I have a loving Father in Heaven who is mindful of me and granting me courage to stay here even when I'm not living a perfect life. I feel happy and blessed to be in the MTC. I know I need to be here, but sometimes I feel very scared and insecure to teach the gospel in Spanish on a dinky island in the middle of the Atlantic. We have the same schedule as a district where 7 of the 12 Elders are going to Las Palmas. We have become friends with them and have nicknames for most of them (Elders: Big Guy, Small Guy (they’re comps), Sweater Guy, Slim (he’s not), David, Drago). Having them here makes it easy to go to Spain -- easier, I should say.
Yesterday we received our “travel plans” - NOT. --> Visa delay notices. BUT I feel good about it. I have heard of a lot of people getting their visas 3 or 4 days before their departure date and they leave on time. ¡Ojalá! [hopefully] I'm excited because I heard a rumor that Spain-bound missionaries get to go to Los Angeles to pick up their visas and they get to go to the temple and In and Out Burger. Fun.
I was in the MTC with Dale Rogers, a friend of Dallan's from Holbrook.
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