Our teacher, Brother Steele, wrote a song while on his mission and played it for us. Yesterday he went and recorded it. He uploaded it to iTunes. The song is called "Savior, Redeemer".
I was having a hard time in class and felt frustrated and alone, and then I opened my email and found a message from my mom, saying "Hi, I love you!" That simple message meant so much to me and helped me make it through my struggles. I'm so grateful to my mother and her little emails and message throughout the week. Every email and letter I receive acts as a reminder that God is watching over everyone at home and that I am not alone. I am reminded that I am loved. I am so grateful to everyone who takes the time to write me. Every letter and message means the world to me and helps me through my doubts while I'm here.
Elder Smith in my district is such an inspiration. A few days after arriving at the MTC he found out his girlfriend back home found a brain tumor. Today, the doctors found cancer in her lungs as well. Yet Elder Smith remains faithful and focused on his mission. He prays and fasts for her, and works hard to be a great missionary. He is a true example of a devoted and faithful missionary.
12/12
Today I got Mint Brownie Chocolate Milk from BYU Creamery! It was so good.
After class, a few of us had fun trying to draw each other while using our left hand. In the end we had a few interesting pictures.
Some of the Elders are leaving early next week so we passed around our notebooks and signed them. It's insane thinking that everyone we have studied and grown beside will soon be heading out to their missions as we all go our separate ways. We have all really grown and become the missionaries God needs us to be.
My week:
I found my cousin Serrenity!! Turns out she works here, and while I was waiting in the cafeteria, we found each other.
It was rainy and windy. I put my face to the sky, closed my eyes, and breathed in a lung full of strange smelling air. It smelled smokey and unnaturally sweet. I miss the smell of Washington weather.
The Sisters took a nap after lunch.
Since so many missionaries have church meetings at the same time, we often stuff as many people as possible into the four elevators. Today we were able to fit 21 people onto our elevator.
We have a felt Christmas tree in our room, but it looked strange with no presents, so I took some sticky notes and wrote down gifts I'm grateful for.
For our Sunday devotional, we tuned into the First Presidency Christmas broadcast.
