Also, funny story, so last week we were able to go to the dollar store! While we were there, I grabbed some shredded cheese to make pizza. For some reason, the cheese never melted, and while eating it all the toppings kept falling off. When looking at the ingredients, it had a whole lot of yeast, a few other things, and it said "may contain dairy." Main word, MAY. We were laughing about this while having a lesson with a friend, and she ended up bringing us some cheese and a shredder to make another pizza. Our friends here are AWESOME. So, I was able to make pizza. REAL pizza. It turned out a lot better than the first.

My mom mentioned how people do "Heart Hunting" while going on walks, and invited me to join in. I could think of nothing that is more filled with love then the temple. Here in the temple, we are able to make covenants that make it possible not only to be with our family till death do us part, but for all eternity! The silhouette is of the Denver temple, which is about a forty minute drive from here.

I received a wonderful gift in the mail this week! I got a package from my Young Women's leader from home, Sister Henry. Inside she had this amazing wooden silhouette of our Savior, Jesus Christ. It was the sweetest thing, and brightened my day so much. I hope to be able to keep it throughout the mission and long after. I love art so much, and everyday my love for the Savior grows as I learn and study about Him everyday, and the silhouette is so simple yet full of love. I love how in it the Savior has a staff and is looking into the distance, because He is always watching over his flock, even now. He truly is the good Shepard.

General Conference this year was truly memorable and I know that it will be unforgettable as well. Sister Harvey, Sister Kotyk and I were talking about conference traditions we do at home, and Sister Kotyk mentioned her family would always eat German Pancakes. The morning of conference, while Sister Kotyk was in the shower, I made German Pancakes for the first time. They turned out pretty well, but even more rewarding then whether or not they tasted good was the smile on Sister Kotyk's face when I took it out of the oven. It is truly a delight to be able to serve my wonderful companions.
Also, some good news. Our mission President didn't want us all to crowd around a little phone screen to watch General Conference, and so we were able to borrow a monitor from a member to connect to our phones! It was so nice. Also, we decided to learn from the people who listened to King Benjamin, so we decided to make a tent (fort). Luckily, I have had PLENTY of business in fort building.


Having the opportunity to listen to the Lord's living Prophet was spectacular. Every talk given was so full of power and love. We were given reassurance for what is happening in the world right now, advice and what we can do to become even closer to the Savior, and heard of miraculous experiences. There were many inspired words given, but one quote that really stuck out to me was "We didn't come this far to come this far." I am reminded over and over again that conversion is an eternal process. We are always growing, and our knowledge should grow with us as well. I have a deep love of learning, and I seek for opportunities to grow in knowledge and experience. I laughingly say I am a collector of hobbies, because every time I hear about a new hobby my curiosity grows and I want to learn all I can about it, then try it out for myself. One example of this happened earlier this week. Since we are quarantined, we usually stop doing lessons by 8:30, then we "cool down" by watching videos, playing instruments (if we have any), do family history, journal, clean, etc. One night I was watching some gospel videos, and I was inspired to try learning a new language. Here's the thing, I have a hard enough time speaking English, much less trying to speak another. I downloaded Duolingo, one of the few approved apps, and went looking through the languages. I knew the Lord wanted me to try learning a new language, I just didn't know which. I prayed and pondered and went through all the languages offered, but non seemed to stick out. After a few minutes of not receiving an answer, I finally picked on at random. I began to practice Hindu, and after twenty minutes I left the app to get ready for bed. As I left the app, as clear as day I heard the word Swahili. It continued to echo in my head, and I finally went back to the app and, sure enough, there was a class on Swahili offered. For the past week I have continued to practice every night. I know I do not have the ability to learn a new language, but I know God asked me to try learning this language and that He is blessing me for it. It is difficult, but it's becoming easier to understand. One night I was practicing, and it was going very well, I was understanding more and more, then all of a sudden I couldn't understand a single thing. I couldn't remember the difference between "Sisi" and "Wao", and I couldn't figure out how to say "he" or "my", and I just felt so confused. I had known and practiced those words less then a minute before, but I couldn't anymore. I tried to push through it, but I couldn't. I finally looked at the clock, and it was 10:31. Lights out is 10:30, and I had lost track of time. The moment it was past lights out, all knowledge of the language left me. It felt like reassurance from God, that I am not learning the language, but that God is teaching me what I need. He will continue to teach me and make it possible for me to learn this language, as long as I am being exactly obedient. When I am not obedient, when I do not follow the rules and the mission schedule, I am turning from Him and He no longer blesses me. These experiences on my mission are truly miraculous. I have a deep love of learning, and I am so excited for an opportunity to learn something new, and even more exciting is that I am not learning it alone but I am learning it by the Lord.
These experiences of being on a mission at such a time as this is truly unforgettable and miraculous.
I am grateful everyday that I chose to serve a mission.
1) This was a picture of us on a walk BEFORE the mask rule was sent out.
2) Sister Harvey's scarf was so large and stuck out from her face so far. It looked so strange, and she was such a great sport and would wear it to be exactly obedient.
3) It is such an honor to be able to wear the name of Jesus Christ and represent Him and His church every single day.
4) A few friends of ours sent us some masks! We were able to wear them today when we went shopping. We are hoping to be able to borrow a sewing machine soon so we can sew masks to donate. Another friend dropped off some cloth for us to use, and we are so excited to start sewing hopefully this week!