March 27, 2015
This week has been crazy, awesome and crazy. My poor group of Hermana's has been through the rigner. At the beginning of the week we were known by the Branch Presidency as the Infirmary. One Hermana has clinical depression and anxiety (and went home yesterday), one has siatic nerve pain in her legs everytime she walks, I have been dizzy and they tried to make me go home twice, and my companion got food poisioning and an inner ear infection. It seems that between the four of us we have been to every doctor in Provo and Orem but despite it all we are supporting and loving each other. I am doing alot better now and it looks like attempts to boot me off the island might be at an end. Today we all are doing a bit better and instead of the Infirmary we are calling ourselves the Pharmacy because we collectivly are on enough medication to open a buisness. (Don't worry Dad, alot of mine is herbal :)
Me companiara es a santo y estoy es muy agradacida por ella. Nosotros hacamos (that isn't conjugated correcly) une meta unico hablar en espanol por une dia. Es muy difficil y me espanol es muy mal porque la citas de la doctor. Mas yo sa practica hacer perfecto.
We got to see "Characters of Christ" a recording of a devotional by Elder Bednar that they show all missionaries. WOW. Please try and find it online because it is the most amazing testimonies of the beauty of the Saviors life and Atonement. What a blessing to be in an environment where they let me learn all day long.
Yesterday was kind of hard because we were in the Urgent Care with my companion for almost four hours and then once we got back she promptly passed out again. Es no bueno. I was reading in Alma capitilo 4 versiculo 15 reallly hit me. "And now it came to pass that Alma, having seen the afflictions of the humble follwers of God, and the persecutions which were heaped upon themby the remainder of his people, and seeing all their inequality, began to be very sorrowful ; nevertheless the Spirit of the Lord did not fail him." That is what this week has felt like. Seeing so many of the people in my District suffering - one talking about being abused by her father, another abandoned by his mother, another with no family support or members, one sweet Sister who went home because of mental illness - it is easy to feel sorrowful for their suffering but I know that the Spirit of the Lord has been with all of us and that with it we can not fail. We are happy and laughing at how sick we all are, and making quote walls, and doing 'true laugh', and drawing charactures of each other in our very little spare time. We are reading, and praying, and singing, and testifying, and supporting, and blessing, and crying with each other and, "The Spirit of the Lord," has not failed us.
Love you all,