It is extremely exciting and frightening that I am half way
done with the training at the CCM. I am more than excited to be with the people
of Chile. However, time is going by so quickly and I know it will only continue
to be this way. I love the CCM. And have been so grateful for my teachers and
classes. I know there is nowhere else that I could be able to speak the Spanish
Language in 3 to 4 weeks (with only the prior knowledge of numbers, colors, and
introduction words) other than here where the Spirit is doing the teaching. Of
course I still have tons to learn and for that I am grateful for these last few
weeks of training.
The Elders:
I know I am biased when I say this but our Elders are the
funniest! During gym time this past week my companion and I looked out side the
doors to the street. We saw Elder Mace laying on the cement and then standing
back up to only lay back down almost in the same spot again. We walked out to
see what was going on. The Elders had all been marking where his head touched
to have him lay is feet in that same spot. They were using poor Elder Mace as a
measuring stick to measure 40 yards so they could time each other and race.
Elder Mace is 6 feet and 2 inches so he was the fasted ruler they had. Hermana
Vawdrey and I soon became the finish line. We are never bored in our District
10 B. They are all 18 year old boys and always have the best of time. However,
they continue to amaze me with the profound testimonies and spiritual
insights.
Our district in mainly headed to Concepcion, Chile with me.
My companion is and 3 sets of Elders. The other two sets are going to
Washington, Wisconsin, Texas, and Tennessee.
And Then There Were 11:
Elder Montoya |
Sadly we went from 12 Missionaries to 11 this week in our
District. Last week our Elder Montoya took a hard fall. There was a crazy rain
storm last Wednesday night at dinner. When we walked back to our building after
dinner to our classroom the entrance to the building looked almost flooded with
all the water that was tracked in from umbrellas, shoes, and open doors.
Missionaries were gliding in on the water when Elder Montoya decided to try and
slid on the sopping wet tile floor and do a 180 degree turn like he would on a
skin board at the beach. He landed the turn but not for long. His feet slipped
out from under him and his face it the tile first. He took a moment to get up,
at the time we all thought he just was trying to keep his composure. When he
lifted up there was teeth and blood underneath him. So sorry if this is more
gruesome then one would like. He is still his happy joyful self. He had to
leave on Wednesday to go home for 6 months to take care of his health. He broke
his nose in 3 places and knocked out one of his front teeth and split half of
his other front tooth. He will have to re submitted his papers so we do not
know where he will be serving. However, we do know that there is a plan for
him. Whatever it was that needed him at home for these quick short months we
know he will make a difference anywhere. He is an impressive guy though. He was
not even bummed about his teeth he hurt more having to leave our district
family. He said it felt more like he was leaving home rather than returning to
it. The night he left there was not one dry eye in our classroom. He will
always be apart of District 10 B. And in the words of Elder Montoya, "10 B
is vida".
Mexico City Temple:
We got to go to the Mexico City Temple on our Preparation
Day this week. The temple is closed because it is being cleaned but we were
still able to take a trip to their beautiful Visitor Center. We had a tour by
the sister missionaries there and they even did it for us in English. This
probably is not the kindest, but it was nice to see someone else struggle
trying to speak a different language. Of course it was not perfect English, but
it was enough. Spanish or English the spirit can testify. The Gospel has become
so simple to me in the Spanish language. With my limited vocabulary teaching
and testifying is so pure and simple. A Hispanic girl around my age approached
me at the visitor center. She was with missionaries from the Mexico area. She
was not a member but said she really wanted to speak to me. We talked about the
big differences from America and Mexico. She was just full of compliments and
was such a kind heart to talk with. She wanted my opinion on the scripture case
she was purchasing. Of course we had to leave so I bore my testimony and
thanked her for reaching out to me. The spirit was muy fuerta (very strong). I
can hardly remember the Spanish I spoke but I will also remember her sweet
smile.
The Blog:
Because of the lack of online time we have I do not proof
read my post like I should. My apologies for the grammar errors I know I have.
The mission is hard and stressful but it is right I want to be and more
importantly where my Father in Heaven wants me to be. I love my district, I
love my companion, I am loving (it is a process) the language, I love this
work, and I love the Lord.
Much love and gratitude,
Hermana Lance
So exciting! I love reading about your experiences. And remember - no sliding on wet floors!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your Elder wasn't hurt more seriously. One reason missionaries are told to stay off water! Love hearing about your language proficiency and about your testimony offerings. You will be a great missionary in every way. Love you.
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