Wow, this has been a really really crazy week. I have loved it!
First
of all, I love Atlanta. It's pretty beautiful here and the people are
quite friendly. So far, my hair hasn't misbehaved from the humidity,
which is definitely a blessing.
So there are
only 4 Spanish speaking sisters in the whole mission!!!! It's truly a
blessing to have this specific assignment. There is a large need for Spanish speaking missionaries, specifically sisters. We have two areas
with hermanas right now: Buford and Roswell. We are in Roswell and we
will be here for 3 months at least! We cover Roswell, John's Creek,
Milton, some of Sandy Springs, and sometimes Norcross. If you don't know
where that is, I understand. At least you all have Google so you can
find out! I don't!
I love my trainer, Hermana
Martinez. She is such a blessing. She pushes me everyday but she does it
lovingly. She treats me like an equal and believes I have every right
to revelation in this area as she does. She trusts me and she listens to
my ideas. I love it. We work really well together. I am blessed beyond
compare to have her as my first companion in the field.
This
week I have learned a lot about how blessed I am. We had appointments
with a few different people. While I was sitting in their homes, I was
wondering why it was so dark and cold there. Then I realized that they
were using flashlights because their electricity had been turned off and
they didn't have heat so they just wore a lot of layers. Some didn't
have cars. Here I am, sitting in my nice clothes with my nice purse with
a nice car outside, feeling so overwhelmed with confusion. There is one
investigator that we have who wants to be independent. She is 23 and
living with her family. She can't pay for school so she needs a job. She
can't get a job because she doesn't speak English. Until now, I never
really understood how absolutely blessed I am to speak the language of
my country and to have so many advantages in life. Even in the United
States, there are so many people struggling for basic things that I
never even recognized as a blessing. I am truly touched by the
advantages my Father in Heaven has given me.
We
don't have a lot of people to teach because everybody already got
baptized! It's pretty crazy. But we do have a family of two girls and
one mother, a family of three children, one mother, and a single woman
all progressing and meeting with us. We have to teach each family and
person in a different way.
Until being out
here, I never realized how much I thought of myself. The mission is so
tiring because not only are you physically working for 16 hours, but you
are giving every single part of yourself to the work. It's quite
exhausting. But it's wonderful to know that each time you work, you are
blessed and sustained.
Spanish is honestly
hard. For those of you who have seen The Best Two Years, remember when
Elder Calhoun says, "That ain't the language they taught me in the
MTC"?? That's how I feel out here. The Spanish I learned isn't quite the
same out here, simply because it's real life! That has caused me to be
so frustrated in lessons because I want to contribute, but I have nooo
clue what's going on during certain parts. But this frustration is
different than any other frustration I've had. Instead of feeling sad
and depressed and feeling stupid, I am simply motivated to do something.
I'm not concerned with how bad I am, instead I'm concerned about
improving.
Heavenly Father shows us our
weaknesses so that we can improve. When we feel that motivation to be
better, it's from God. When we feel stupid and we feel inadequate and we
feel useless, that's from Satan. Satan wants us to be miserable in our
weaknesses. Heavenly Father wants us to be progressing as we notice our
weaknesses.
I love this gospel. I am
ridiculously excited to start a new week out here in Roswell. I have
already seen tender mercies and miracles that I wish I could explain.
I love you all (y'all haha). Thank you for your emails! I love hearing from you!
Until next week!
Hermana Abram
P.S. If you send DearElders to me, I won't get them anymore!!!
Other
P.S. Don't send mail to the address listed on my blog, because I won't
get it until we have big meetings every once in a while! Send it to this
address:
515 Hemingway Lane
Roswell, GA
30075
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