This week was a little hard for me. Well Spanish wise. Dude some days I felt like not a single person could understand me. But on these days I had little tender mercies given to me that just showed how much God loves me. For instance one of these days we had just gotten out of a lesson that I totally messed up with my lovely Spanish skills. I was feeling a little depressed about it but then as we were walking we came across practically all the young men of the ward and my friend Katy. They were just hanging at her pinata shop. So we stopped and talked to them. And every single one of those youth could understand me perfectly. I had really good conversations with those youngins and it made me feel a ton better about my spanish. That it's not crap. And that I'm actually doing really well.
Anyway that was just one way of God loving me. Also this past week I found out that I only get 40 minutes to talk to my fam instead of an hour. I know I'm entitled. But this put me in a depressed mood. Cause I'm sure as you all know I really love my fam. 20 minutes is 20 freaking minutes. Anyway I was sad about that for like a day but then I went to mutual and one of the youth is friends with my dear mother on facebook. And she showed me the video of Townsend opening his mission call.
And it's just tiny things like that, where yes I'll be sad but very soon after something will happen that will lift my mood. And I love it. I love those little tender mercies of the lord.
Anyway my challenge for you people outside this world of missionary work, is to see those tender mercies in your lives. To notice those little blessings that show that God loves us and knows us and does things for us everyday that make us happy.
And yeah. You guys get two spiritual notisms today. Just because I feel like it. I was reading a great book during personal study called Jesus the Christ by James E. Talmage. Anyway it mentioned a parable in Matthew 22:1-14 but it ended with the famous saying, "For many are called, but few are chosen."And I don't know, but I feel like I've been seeing this scripture a lot lately. So in consequence I've been thinking about what it means. I always thought that "chosen"meant that someone else chooses us. In this case being God. But on further contemplation I realized in this instance, it's us who choose. We choose if we are the "chosen". And how do we become the "chosen"? I think that we choose to be "chosen"by seeking out those good things. Those blessings, those glories, and those truths that the gospel brings. By earnestly seeking these things our lives begin to change and in this change we become the "chosen". And how do we earnestly seek those good things? By reading the scriptures, praying, going to church, serving others, all those good ol'basic primary answers. Anyway there's an excerpt from my personal studies. Hope you liked it.
Anyway this week I made rice crispy treats for p-day, we celebrated the b-day of Alex x2, taught Ronald McDonald the gospel, hung with investigators y recent converts, and hung with my favorite family de Aguilar and drank Mango juice with them. We also made cheesecake but that's for next weeks story.
Funny wise not much happened. I did teach a couple youth how to play Mary Had a Little Lamb and Chopsticks on the piano. But yeah that was pretty much it.
Anyway my people I feel like this letter was a little more serious. But my goal with these letters is to be me. Not some missionary where everything is fine and dandy 24/7. Cause it's not. But like everyone else in the world there's ups and downs in my daily life. But overall I'm enjoying myself and that's what's important. So hope you enjoyed this weekly report from Marley News. Till next time!
Hermana Marley Judd
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