May 19, 2014
My Dearest Family,
I did it. I made it a year. And oh boy does it feel weird. Thursday
was my year mark, and I literally just reflected. Well I did that and went to
Café Rio to celebrate.
But it was pretty cool to think back on everything that has happened
the past year. I thought about my
first day as a missionary and reporting to the MTC. I remember laying on my bed
that first night, head spinning, and thinking to myself, "What have I
done?!" I remembered that right then and there I decided I was going
to endure and make it through. So far the road hasn't always been easy, but its
been so worth it.
I also reflected on all the places that I've been too and
served in, places I would have never imagined going to, and all the people I have met who literally changed my life. And I just felt
so grateful that I was given the opportunity to serve. I've thought a lot about
Matthew 10: 39 and how true it is. For the past year, I've given my entire self
to the Lord, and I have never felt so blessed in my life. I've come along
way, but am still going.
I had this thought this past week. My mission was never supposed to
be the climax. It’s supposed to be the prep for a lifetime of missionary work.
I'm stoked. I'm stoked for the months I have left and then the lifetime of
missionary work I'll have afterwards. Sister Diaz always makes fun of me by
saying that I'll be the RM who hasn't accepted the fact that she's not on her
mission anymore. In all honesty, what's wrong with that? :)
So like I said, we went to Café Rio to celebrate and a random member
paid for our food for us. I was so happy and so touched! Members, you are
great! Just saying!!
Short version of what happened this week... (I wish I could tell you
in person because it would be so much better) anyways.... so we are teaching
this man named L. He is recently divorced (well going through the divorce
process) and has two kids that live with him on the weekends. Usually our
lessons with him are really spiritual. This past week was different. My
companion couldn't feel the spirit at all and I couldn't understand anything he
was saying. (We compared notes after the lesson.) My companion asked him about it during the lesson and said the spirit felt different that night and asked
what had happened. Well we called him the next day and talk about that stuff
and in that phone conversations he asked us if we had sent missionaries to his
wife's house. We had NO IDEA where she lived. I hadn't even realized that it was
close. L. said his kids had told him that five missionaries went to his wife's
house. We were super confused.
We talked to the elders on Sunday. Come to find out, they had
received a referral from the Tongan elders for a woman. So all the elders and a
member went to teach her. Turns out its L.'s WIFE! So both of these people are
taking the lessons and missionaries found them in completely different ways.
Other news from this week, we had our last English Class. It was so
sad to say by to all of our students. But we had a blast. We played this vocabulary
game (that I had come up with) and everyone was laughing. It was a good way to
end the class. Now our WML wants to rescue the class. So maybe it will come back?
We are just kind of waiting to see what happens.
Also discovered that Sister Diaz has an allergy to seafood this
week. The poor girl can't do shell fish. We had a delicious crab salad on
Friday, which left us stuck in doors all day Saturday. I felt so bad.
The computer is about to log me off but know that I'm praying for
each one of you and love hearing from you. I hope you are all reading the Book
of Mormon and looking for the blessings in your life. The Lord blesses us when
we follow his commandments.
From the west Coast,
Sister Pillar
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