This week was definitely full of some highs and some lows. Being a missionary is by no means easy, but it is worth it.
On Sunday, me and mis compaƱeras got to teach Relief Society! Leading up to Sunday I was super stressed. Because every Sunday we have to prepare a talk and they only announce who is speaking after sacrament meeting. So I was worrying about that and teaching our lesson to a bunch of missionaries. But it actually went super well! We taught about how to join the I.R.A committee which is inviting, recognizing and acting on the spirit.
Another highlight of the week is from Elder Lidicott. He is from England and he is the funniest and sweetest guy you'll ever meet. During one of our classes, our teacher asked us to practice explaining a gospel lesson to an investigator ( friend of the church) and he was my partner. At the end of our mock lesson I told him he did good and then he asked me If I could even call it a " Jolly good Job" in his England accent haha. And he was dead serious too!
My favorite part of the week though, was definitely hosting new missionaries. For the first time in three weeks we had a change of schedule. And I just could not hide my smile. WE WERE ALLOWED TO MISS CLASS. Ah haha but also for a good reason. Hosting new missionaries is such an amazing, special experience. I had the opportunity of helping arriving missionaries with their luggage, saying goodbye to their families, and helping them find their room at the MTC. Watching each of them say goodbye to their family was hard, but it also helped me strengthen my testimony. So many young people sacrifice their time to serve the Lord. And they wouldn't be doing it, unless they knew that this church was true. The Lord requires us to push each of our limits, but does so knowing that we will benefit and grow by breaking the boundaries of our comfort zone. And he always puts people in our lives to help us whether we realize it or not.
Thursday though was definitely a hard day. I didn't want to go for another round of cafeteria food, but really there isn't much options here. And I really just wanted to wear Jean's and a tshirt and listen to some good old Khalid. I just wanted a break, but my p-day wasn't until Saturday... and my heck it was so hard to focus. We had a lesson that night for TRC and I could not concentrate for the life of me. Eventually we ended up pulling a lesson together but it took up all of our personal and language study times. So haha I really wasn't in the best mind set. But that changed when we had TRC later that night.
We taught Yaisza. She is studying at BYU to learn English and she is SOOO KIND. Every time after our lesson she would make sure to hug us before we left. But alright back to Thursday night. So that lesson was more focused on getting her to recognize God in her life. So we asked her when she had seen God answer a question to her prayers. And she told us that she had been married for 3 months, but had to file for a divorce because her husband was gay. And her boyfriend now has been her friend through all of this. Her story just made me realize again how gratitude plays a huge part in everyday. Yaisza could have chosen to say she didn't see God's hand at all, but instead chose to focus on what she did have.
It can be so SO easy to find one negative thing. But if we are not careful, this can easily become your focus for the entire day. Choose to focus on the good in each day and I promise you'll find it :)
Well adios mis amigos!
Love,
Hermana Pulver
Pictures:
1. Relief Society lesson
2. ESPANOL
3. UN GATO











