Greetings!
Another week has come and gone. The days are flying
by.
We had zone conference this past week. We watched a little
cartoon based off the popular book: “Who stole my cheese?” The video has a
depiction of two men who leave their houses everyday to a big mountain of cheese.
Every day they eat this cheese. Then one day they find the mountain of cheese
is gone. One of the men becomes angry and wants to know who is to blame. He
wants to know who did this to him. The other suggests that they can go looking
for other cheese but he says he doesn't want new cheese - he wants the old
cheese. The other takes proactive steps. He goes searching for new cheese. The
difference is that this man visualizes success. He is willing to take a risk,
think positively, celebrate little successes, and can adapt and enjoy the taste
of the new cheese.
I like the idea that our reaction to certain situations is
the key to our state of being. As missionaries, it is easy to live in the past
and want the old cheese and forget to enjoy changes and a new challenge. It can
also be easy to be negative and search for someone to blame when things don’t
go right. I am feeling ready for a new challenge in a new area. I have absolutely loved it
here in Gazcue but am ready for a change. I feel that I have done what I can do here. While
I was watching the video I was reminded that I need to be adaptive and make the
most of what I have because where we work is out of our control.
Someone shared a spiritual thought this past week that I
really liked. She talked about how Laman and Lemuel were actually quite
obedient in the quest to go retrieve the plates. They did what they were told
but with a bad attitude. They complained and said, "it is a hard thing
which is required of them." It is interesting how much of a difference
their attitude made. Our obedience isn’t beneficial if it is done with a heavy
heart.
At zone conference a missionary was showing us pictures of
his family. I saw a picture of him at his baptism with the two missionaries
that taught him. One of the missionaries resembled Harrison Smith. I asked him
the missionaries name and sure enough he said: Elder Smith. I told him “no way,
he married one of my best friends.” It’s a small world in the church.
We got to go through the temple this past week because
robert went to do baptisms for the first time. That was wonderful. Also, my
companion is working on her English. We practice as we are walking in the
streets. My companion lives 20 minutes away so she often runs into family
and friends in the street or in the market. It would be very different to serve so close
to home.
I got a dear elder from uncle Robb. Thank you Robb! He has
such a funny sense of humor.
Also, I straightened my companion’s hair this past week. She
showed me how to do it. I gasped and told her she was going to fry her hair. She
told me, "hermana calm down. My hair is very different than yours." Ain’t
that the truth. Mine would fall out if I straightened it like she does.
peace and blessings,
meg
"Write your fears, grief, and the things that offend
you in the sand and the things that make you happy in a stone. For the words in
the sand will be erased by the tide but the words in the stone will last."
"Is man what he seems to the astronomer, a tiny lump of
impure carbon and water impotently crawling on a small and unimportant planet? Or
is he what he seems to Hamlet?"
-
Bertand Russel
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