We had a ward mission activity & no one thought it would be so successful. We set up the chairs for it & the bishop saw it & said, Where is your faith? there should be more chairs. He was right we had to set up more rows; 60 people total.
Weirdest Food Eaten:
Good question
Most Missed Food:
I'll ask her
Neat Story:
My only other comment is, I just wish my spanish was better... it's fine but there were some REALLY hard criticts in my last apartment that were ALWAYS telling me I don't understand anything, I can't speak and if I can't speak well then I shouldn't. There were many days where I could actually feel God helping my spanish and I was so proud of myself and then 2 min. later someone says something, degrading my spanish. I finally told them to stop, they didn't but whatever. So I really got down on my spanish and self conscious. But the SECOND i got in the taxi and left, i don't know what it is but i can again feel my spanish improve. Instantly, the SECOND I left the situation. I had a wonderful conversation with the taxi driver and even had time to teach him lesson one. He kept telling me how good my spanish was and he understood everything. He gave me his address to send the missionaries to his home. You don't know how many times lately i've asked myself, Why me? Why is spanish so hard for me? Why do I have to go through such extreme measures to learn one thing?? But then I looked at my progress and realized that I can speak and understand. I stepped back and looked at my progress and maybe for someone else it's not that much but for me it is! I just want to know it all now, Maybe this is the only way God could teach me patience. Or maybe one day I can use my struggle to help someone else. Who knows? But i'm still learning and pray everyday for the spirit to help me with the language.
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Last changes on this site were made July 24, 2008
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