Hi fam!
Well, I know this is old news
to all of you because conference was a whole week ago but we had a great
conference weekend. I love listening to those loving familiar
voices. I can’t believe that it was a year ago that I was sitting in a
small chapel in Ligao, watching conference for the first time, still in
training and still feeling a little homesick as the pictures of Salt Lake came
up - it is amazing how much has happened in just a few short 12
months. Time doesn’t ever stop moving; I think that it speeds up.
We had a bagyo (or typhoon)
come to town on Friday and it was some of the strongest rains I have seen yet.
The Streets were flooding and the wind was howling. We weren’t the main
target of the storm though thankfully. On Friday we were trapped in our
apartment for a few hours because of the rain but by about 6 p.m. the rain
calmed to normal Pinoy weather and we were able to work. I was thinking
how every mission has its own weather problems. Some are freezing
cold. Some are so hot. Ours depends on the day it is either pouring
rain or really hot. But, no matter where we are we can use the weather that as
an excuse not to work or we can dig in deep like the pioneers and push
through.
On Saturday we were able to
watch the Saturday sessions of conference but the Bagyo still had lingering
effects. The entire day the was power cutting in and
out. So some of the talks we only heard a few words. I think my
favorite lines were:
"Hope is never lost.
If the bitter cup does not pass, drink it and be strong."
"Doubt your doubts before you
doubt your faith."
"Between now and Christmas,
millions can feel the saviors love (if we all shared the gospel with just one
person). What a wonderful gift to the savior." I think this one struck me
hard because that is all I have left out here on my island. I want to do
all I can to be a part of sharing to the millions.
I enjoyed how President Monson
talked about suffering and sadness being universal but that as we are tested
and survive in the trials of our life - we grow stronger. Through our
trials we become different and better than what we were.
I got an exciting letter from Crisanto
this week! He is working on his mission papers!! I am so, so proud of him and
can’t wait for him to be able to share his light and experiences with
others.
Also a young girl we met tracting
in Goa has a date to be baptized and one of our other investigators gets
baptized on Friday! I miss my friends in Goa but am so happy to hear of their
progression and joy in the gospel. It is amazing how each person you meet out
here changes you a little and you take a piece of them with you.
My clothes have endured pretty well over the last 16 months
but they are starting to surrender. Last week we were walking and my
skirt snagged on a Tricey and got a nice big rip through it. Luckily one
of our members is a wizard on the sewing machine and got it all patched
up.
Well, I love you all so much
and hope you have a wonderful week. Speen - still dying about the choir
photo. That entire session I was laughing thinking of the humor of my little
brother infecting a small Mexican town.
Nagmamahal,
Sister Meish
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