Monday, June 29, 2015

Longest week of my life

Well I officially finished my first week and it was hard. I missed my flight on my way to Villahermosa so I had to spend the night at the temple in Mexico City. The next morning I finally landed in Villa and we had this conference for all the new missionaries. Not to mention that carrying 3 suit cases was soooo hard especially in dirt rodes. It was definitely harder than benching the 100s dumbbells. It felt like I did cross fit with a full marathon. I got my trainer and my area that same day. Elder Gonzalez and I are in El Triunfo which is like 5 hours from Villa. Its a small town and people here live different. Its something that I thought you only saw in movies. I am blessed to be able to be here and experience this because its helping me understand and appreciate life more. The next day we woke up and started working. Its sooo hard even talking to people. I already know Spanish but just to start a conversation about our religion is hard. Nothing like the MTC and my district. I miss them and the united states sooo bad. This week was seriously the hardest week of my life. Harder than Micro Biology and Psychology together. It was horrible. I need to get used to it quick!!!
A wonderful thing that happened this Saturday was that I got to baptize a kid. It was the best experience ever. Being a missionary is harder than I thought. I have huge blisters on my toes and I think I've been close to crying this week. All the stress is catching on to me. Everyone says that the first weeks are hard so I can only hope to survive. <i wont give up!!!
Well I have so many things to say but not enough time. Everyone appreciate your cold AC in your house. I am dying over here. Well i have to go and <I'm sorry i cant post pics. <these ghetto computers don't let me upload.

En Espanol

                                   We just received this picture from his mission president.
                                      Hoy recibimos esta foto de su presidente de la mision 

Saturday, June 27, 2015

I Finally Made It!

After long hours of being at the airport and getting lost I finally made it to Mexico! I couldn't write this week because I was traveling during my Pday. Right now I am at this little place called Villa El Triunfo which its 5 hours away from Villahermosa.

Everything is so different out here so far but I will definitely update everyone more of this past week on Monday. Talk to you soon! Bye

En Espanol

Monday, June 15, 2015

Week 1 at the MTC: #Longestweekever

Wow, it has barely been one week since. It feels like I've been here for over a month. The days are sooo long, but it has been one of the best weeks of my life. The MTC is something that I can't really describe. It something that you would have to feel for yourself. You're probably wondering what I mean by feel? Well it's just a special feeling that can't really be described. Everyone is here for the same reason(I hope). You meet missionaries that are going all around the world. I usually look at their name tags first because it's cool whenever it's in another language lol. Whenever we eat we are usually with our districts so it's like little groups everywhere according to their language, #mormon gangs haha jk no gangs here. I'm actually in a trio which is awesome, but also has its downside. I guess it's easier because their is always 3 opinions whenever we are teaching, but also sucks because it takes longer to get to places. I never thought being with 2 people 24 hours a day could be hard. It's kind of hard but I'm getting used to it.

One of my companions is really slow. He's slow at reacting, talking, walking, etc. Something that I have been having to work with is patience. He is really testing me and I guess that is my weakness. My companions overall are cool. Elder Rambal is going to Saltillo Mexico and Elder Luna is going to El Salvador. We all teach completely different, but it's okay. My district is pretty big, well compared to the rest. Their are 5 Elders and 6 hermanas. Elder Todd and Elder Arrellano are going to Cuidad de Mexico, 2 hermanas are going to cuernavaca,1 to tijuana, 1 to cuidad de Mexico, 1 to Saltillo Mexico and the last one to Hermosillo. Sorry I don't know their last names. I guess I can't be perfect in everything haha jk. I leave next Monday and tbh I dont want to leave yet. The MTC is actually not that bad.

This week I taught 3 investigators and one of them was actually pretty hard. He is an atheist and was asking many weird questions. I guess it just means I have to study more. Although the MTC is really fun, it's also really hard. We have to be somewhere every minute through out the day. Since 7 am all the way until 9:30 pm. I just want to take a nap!!!! I guess I will in 2 years, which it's okay. I don't really know what else to say. I had so many things in mind but now I forgot since I don't have that much time. Thanks to everyone that wrote me.

Overall, I'm really happy that I made this choice. A mission is really one of the best experiences I will ever have. In these past 5 days I have learned so much so now imagine in 2 years! Oh yeah if you were wondering if I'm making gainzz here welll I'm not lol I dont have that much time to work out but hopefully I will once I go to Villahermosa. Okay, Bye!!

En Espanol

                                     My companions. Me, Elder Luna and Elder Rambal

                                    Elder Todd, Elder Arrellano, Elder Luna, Elder Rambal

Thursday, June 4, 2015

My Decision to Serve

Serving a mission was something I never really considered, to be honest. My dad was baptized when he married my mom but soon became inactive because of work and some other excuses. Growing up it was always just my mom, my sister and I that went to church. All through out high school I always told my friends and family that I would never serve a mission. I never pictured myself as a missionary. No one in my family ever served a mission so I guess I had no one to look up to. When people from church would ask me about going on a mission I would always say that I was thinking, but inside of me I wasn’t really. By the time I graduated high school I had my whole future planned out (well I thought I did lol). I was accepted to Northern Arizona University and I was planning on becoming a CRNA. In June 2014 I started thinking about serving a mission and for some reason I was always interested in talking to return missionaries about their experiences. In July 2014 I moved to NAU for summer classes and serving a mission was always on my mind. I started to pray about it and soon came to a conclusion that I really wanted to serve. Every returned missionary that I have talked to always tells me the same thing… that it was 2 of their best years of their life. I knew I didn’t want to miss out of this wonderful experience. In August I told my parents that I wanted to go on a mission after completing 1 year at NAU. When I first told them I remember my mom got excited and my dad just stayed quiet. He told me that he would support me with any decision, but I can see it in his face that he was surprised/disappointed. Now, he says he was always happy for me, but I know his facial expressions and at that moment he wasn’t really excited/happy lol.

Before I received my mission call I would always think of places where I thought it would be cool to go. Sometimes I would think too far like Japan, Thailand or Tonga.  I’ve always wanted to serve somewhere poor, but I was willing to serve anywhere. I want to be able to appreciate the things I have more than I already do. We are blessed with many things, but sometimes we get greedy and forget how wonderful our lives are compared to some third world countries. Everyone always used to ask me why I chose Mexico lol, but in reality we don’t get to choose. We get sent to a place by revelation and it’s actually a really interesting process. If you guys would like to read about it Click Here.
On February 2, 2014 I received my mission call and it was one of the best days ever! I waited 4 days to open it but the wait was worth it. I was surprised when I read Mexico Villahermosa. I was kind of bummed I wasn’t going to be learning a new language. But, I know this is where our heavenly father needs me. Although it was not somewhere exotic, like some might say, I am still happy and blessed to be going to Mexico. In March 2015 my dad finally became active in church again. It was really cool to see how many things happened in 2015.

I could not be more excited to meet the people of Mexico and share with them the one thing that has brought me so much joy in my life. That is, the gospel of Jesus Christ!

I have a testimony that the gospel of Jesus Christ is real and has the power to change lives. I know that there is purpose to this life. I have faith in Jesus Christ and know that he chose to die for you and for me so that we could all live today. The book of Mormon is real can bring happiness to your life. I have received so many blessings in my life and I would not be going on a mission if I didn’t know this gospel was true. It always has & always will.

Sorry I don’t have a lot of pictures of when I opened my mission call. My family doesn’t really take good pics lol at least they try. I promise I will try to take pics all through out my mission and my sister will be updating this weekly.