Yo se que el Libro de Mormon es verdadero!
Apparently I am learning Spanish now or whatever. But I'll get to that later. So much has happened since my last P-day in the MTC. I'm just going to have to start this!
The MTC was one of the best experiences ever! There are too many funny things that happened and too many testimony-builders to count! I saw Elder Bridge ALL THE TIME because we had class in the same building. My tripanion Sister Beck was a treat. She was hilarious. We're not sure if she ever actually left because we left before her. She "hurt" her foot and was on crutches most of the time we were tripanions.
On Monday morning at 4:30 am we left the MTC. I was sad to go but I was also pumped beyond measure to get here! We piled on a bus, drove to the SLC airport, and flew on a tiny plane to Denver. There were 36 missionaries that came to Denver. WHOA. I sat next to Tom on the plane. He was reading a Duck Dynasty book so that was a good conversation starter. When we got to Denver we were greeted by our mission president and his wife. They are the best. We had to get up super early so we were all pretty much delirious. Then we all piled into mission vehicles and headed to the church with the mission office in it. We had lunch, had a lot of trainings (which I slept through), played lame unity building games with the APs, and had interviews with President and Sister Murdock. They are honestly the best. After that, we headed to the mission home, where we ate dinner and had a fireside. That night all 22 elders slept in the basement. The sisters were spread out in nice homes around the neighbourhood. We got star treatment. It was fun to have one last hurrah with the sisters from my district and especially my companion, sister Gregerson, who I am now best friends with. We again had to get up at 4:30. At 6:00 we headed back to the church for transfer meeting. In my interview the day before, President told me I was going to be in a tripanionship and one of them spoke Spanish. I sneakily looked at the board with all the missionaries and areas and I figured out that I was going to Steamboat Springs. Well I was correct! After transfer meeting we shipped out so fast I could barely say bye to my people, and we were on our way to Rifle. At Rifle, we met up with all the other missionaries who were over the mountain (metro=Denver, over the mountain=everything else) and went our separate ways. My two companions and I then drove to Steamboat Springs. (I still laugh every time I hear that name). So that day I drove another 5 hours.
Companions
Sister Moser is from Idaho. She has been out 6 months and is so sweet. She knows Spanish (or at least religion Spanish). She is 20.
Sister Remington is from Cali and her Great Grandpa is the Remington Carriage Center man. Woot, Canadian connection! She is 19. She is incredibly bold and enthusiastic and I love her for it!
Steamboat Springs is a very strange place. It is a resort town, so it is very transient.There are more condos than houses. On Sunday we had about 15 actual members of the ward there and the rest were visitors. Right now we are spending most of our time in Dream Island, the best trailer park in all of Steamboat. It is literally a dream. This last week from Tuesday to Sunday we taught 39 lessons. We are very busy but having so much fun.
Also we live in a double-wide trailer. Haha. It's really huge and we don't even know what to do with all the space.
Sister R has been here for one transfer and her companion was Sister Diane Bennett! I saw her at Rifle when I first got here. She is great! and the people here really loved her so it's hard trying to fill her shoes. Before them, Elders were here. It's really sad the amount of people we come across who say the Elders used to come over to their house and "hang out". The ward isn't particularly fond of missionaries for that reason so we're working hard to repair the damage done.
In our first lesson with an investigator, we invited him to be baptized and he said YES! I hope it really happens and I have faith that it will!
We are also teaching quite a few lessons in Spanish, hence why I am trying to learn at least something so I can understand a little. Most of the time, this past week I have accidentally fallen asleep during our lessons in Spanish because I have no idea what's going on. Whoops. I'm tired all the time. Every night as I write in my journal I fall asleep and my companeras laugh at me.
The people here are interesting. It is honestly like a soap opera. It's actually quite hilarious. Oh, the drama. Our ward mission leader is Fred. Fred is hilarious. He is thin as a rail, 70 years old, and yesterday at dinner told us that if you let a dog lick your wound, it will heal faster. I wish I could describe him better. He just got a new ipad and is just getting the hang of it. Yesterday he had to show us some sweet yodeling videos. HAH. Also he ate the rest of my corn on the cob because I didn't finish enough. Fred is the strangest (in a good way) man I have ever met. Oh, Steamboat. (That's what we say a lot of the time here.)
A big part of our work here is retention so we're trying to focus on having members at our lessons. President just raised the standards to 10 members presents a week and this past week we got nine so we're on our way. It really does make a difference to have a member there. It's so great for investigators to see how the Gospel blesses real people. We have a baptism coming up as well! Jamie is getting baptized on the 25th and we basically get to reap the benefits of Sister Remington and Bennett's work and enjoy the baptism. Woot! She is an awesome person and so fun! We love going to her house for dinner. We are fed supper every night by a member of the ward too! Good thing I brought elastic waist skirts! One night we even made our own sushi!
Funny story: We just happened upon a less-active in a park. We got to know him and asked him some questions. I wasn't sure if we was all there and then he told us he had the ironic priesthood and he went to church when Brigham Young was the prophet. It took all the self-control I could muster not to bust up laughing. We've talked to some inebriated or high people here and it's a treat. Let's just say I'm not too fond of the smell of marijuana.
We had Zone Conference on Thursday in Craig and let me just say how grateful I am for my companions. We learned a lot and had fun driving through all the beautiful country!
Seriously though, I have already seen so many miracles here. In fact, every day is. I am learning so much from my companions and I feel the Spirit so strongly all the time as we are able to teach and testify. It's hard work, I'm tired all the time, I'm recovering from a nasty cold I got at the MTC, but I couldn't be more excited to be here in Steamboat! I have prayed more here than I ever have in my life. There is an incredible amount to do but I am just trying to take it one day at a time by being as committed and obedient as I can to the work! The Lord truly is hastening his work. Our mission is getting 32 more missionaries this week! We already had 208! I can't believe I've been in the field for a week! It's crazy! Mission time is so weird. It's feels like I've always been here and that the MTC never happened. But I guess that's what happens when you're so busy you barely have time to think! (and that's a good thing).
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Sisters Moser, Remington, Turner |