This week has been really nice so far. I am beginning to love this area. We can see the monument from our house and the red cliffs as well. The roses in our yard are beginning to bloom. We were able to go on a hike to Devil's Kitchen, which has a beautiful view.
Sister Makasini and I are both new to this area, and with Sister Beal leaving this Friday we were trying to think of some ways we could introduce ourselves to the ward when we don't go to church and never really talk to them face to face. We felt inspired to reach out to the youth, and one way we are going to try to do that is by making little friendship bracelets to send to them. No, I have never made a friendship bracelet before. Yes, I failed a few hundred times, but now I think I'm doing better. One of the things about missionary work that I am grateful for is that I get to learn so many new skills. I'm improving my cooking skills, learning how to do hair, sew masks, make friendship bracelets, I'm learning how to really study in depth, I'm working on my art skills, and so much more. I am so excited to see at the end of this marvelous experience how much I've been able to learn and how much I've grown.
For the first time in ten weeks, I was able to take of the Sacrament. In preparation for having the sacrament with the district, I made a loaf of homemade bread, the same kind my mom makes for sacrament in our home ward. It was my first time making bread without a bread maker. It might have turned out looking a little strange, but it was so meaningful to me that the first time I am able to take the sacrament in so long and the bread was made by hand using my mom's recipe. It tasted like home.
After not being able to take the sacrament, it was such a sweet and memorable experience. We met as a district in the church, sang hymns, prayed, and the spirit was so strong we became speechless and some of us were even moved to tears.
For the past few weeks I have been studying a lot about the sacrament and the teachings of Christ. I would read over the sacrament prayer and try to understand each phrase more fully then I had in the past. Because of this preparation, the sacrament is so much more meaningful to me now. I pray I will never forget this experience, so that I can always cherish
this amazing blessing God has given us.
this amazing blessing God has given us.
