Also, a little Book of Mormon love session. Anyone who knew me before the mission, knows that I am a crazy fourteen year old fan girl. I love Taylor Swift and One Direction and all those fluffy things. And when I say I am one of the CRAZY fan girls, I mean it. This week I focused my study on the war chapters in the book of Alma. Before the mission, I called those chapters (along with the Isaiah chapters) the DEATH chapter. All it talks about are wars and different parts of the land and no spiritual things. Looking back now, I just wasn´t looking at them with spiritual eyes. I LOVE THOSE CHAPTERS. This week, I have just been so obsessed. And Captain Moroni is such a boss! I have a feeling when I get to the spirit world, I´m going to go all crazy fan girl again. hahaha "Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh! Its Moroni!! I need his autograph! I will be holding up a handmade sign saying "Moroni, will you marry me?" Just like I did for David Archuleta. AHHHHHHHHH!" hahahaha that will be a funny day. But really I can´t wait to meet him and Joseph Smith and Moses and all these AMAZING people. I invite all of you to go read those war chapters. THEY ARE THE BEST!
So the work here is going fine. Walter and Jose Manuel didn´t get baptized. I swear Satan does all he can to stop someone from getting baptized. Walter just needs to stop drinking then he will be ready. I pray that I will be able to see him baptized before I leave. Pray for us will ya?
Missions are such interesting things. I swear as a sister missionary there should be an added paragraph on your call letter. "You have been called to be a shoulder to cry on and to give constant love to all those that are struggling. Just give love and love and love and so much love until you have no more left then dig a little deeper and give some more." STORY OF MY MISSION! Yesterday was a very sad day. A member family here in Cartagena went to Columbia for vacation. A man came up and tried to rob them. When they resisted, he pulled out a gun and shot everyone of them. The two daughters and husband are injured but fine. Its the mom who took a shot in the head and we are waiting to hear the news. Our whole ward was in tears yesterday and I held more crying women than I have held my whole mission combined. And THAT'S saying something. We are all still in shock and have to trust that this is all part of God´s plan. But yesterday was just so hard and we all just cried. I have seen so much suffering on my mission. So much heartache. So much emotional weight has been placed on my shoulders time and time again that I have stretched and grown more than words can describe. Our stake president said something so profound this week. He said "When we are in pain, we are sanctified." I have seen that so many times of my mission. When we are in pain, that's when we turn to God. That's when we learn Christ-like attributes. Patience, meekness, humility, long suffering. We change. I know that why we learn and change so much on missions. Because we are constantly doing hard things. There is a song by Hillary Weeks called Prove Me. I can hardly listen to it without tears swelling my eyes.
I will step into the fires where you love can purify me
and I´ll stay until you say I´m through.
Wash away all the flaws and every earthly imperfection
until my will turns to you.
Until I trust without hesitation.
When humility has chased away the pride.
Until that day and through your grace I´m welcomed home,
My mission. The Lord has thrown trial and after trial and I have been trying to move through them and have all my hard edges made smooth and all my stains made clean. That hurts but in the end I am so grateful. I have loved my mission. I love it. I LOVE MY MISSION. AND I LOVE YOU!
PS. Go listen to the song. You won´t regret it!