Hola a todos! <Hello everyone!>
So, as you might have guessed, by the fact that I live on an island, and its hurricane season, and my title, that there’s a big ‘ole hurricane coming and it’s named Irma. Come on man, really? Irma? Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad name, but maybe something cooler and more threatening sounding would be appropriate. Anyways, we don’t watch the news as missionaries, so we’re relying solely on the mission president and the news he selectively sends to us through text. I know that we are prepared and ready in case of huge natural disaster. Let’s hope it doesn’t happen though, okay?
As far as life on the island goes, we’ve been chilling and living life normally, there isn’t any storm that can cause a stop to the Lord’s work 😉.
The sad news is that we’ve had transfers again (changes to our areas) and I’ve been asked to white wash another area. But the weird thing is that I’ll still be in Cabo Rojo. So here we have two areas in Cabo Rojo, CR1 and CR2. I was in CR2, but they’re moving me and Hna Peter to CR1 and the sucky thing is that now we have to give all our progressing investigators to the Elders that will be in our old area. I’M JUST A LITTLE UPSET ABOUT THIS. 🙁
I love these people so much and I just started to feel like I was actually helping them out with their lives and their understanding of God’s love for them… and we’re leaving. I’m not sure of God’s reasoning behind moving me out of this area, or why it had to happen now, but I have faith that it’s for a purpose. We will start all over again with even more faith and even more love for the people we meet and teach. God has a purpose for everything. I know that.
More news: my companion is practically fluent in English now. She has been practicing it with me a ton because it’s honestly so hard to translate from Tok Pisin to Spanish, but to English, it’s not too bad. We’ve made so much progress with the languages and I know that it’s a huge blessing to still be here with my hecka cool hija Hna Peter.
We had this cool investigator who could be an awesome example of pressing forward, because he is currently giving up smoking, drinking alcohol, and drinking coffee, at the doctor’s request and the Lord’s. He is always telling us how now he finally realizes how much maldad <evil> this stuff does to your body. He holds out hope that the day will come when he doesn’t rely on these substances and I really admire him for that. Did I mention that he’s 72 and doing this of his own accord? He is choosing to follow the Savior and that’s really awesome to me. We can change at any time in our lives, no matter if you’ve been addicted to things for a few months or a few decades.
I’ve also begun to feel the sting of missing home stuff. I’ve been SUPER fine with leaving home behind until now because of the understanding of how this is but a short time and I won’t get this opportunity again. But dang – there’s just something that hit me this last week when we found a bakery that overlooks a busy street and there’s a bunch of construction all the time and there are always homeless people around and I don’t know man – it’s just that every time I go to this place, I just feel like I’m in NYC and it bums me the heck out bc <because> I can’t be in NYC for another 10 months at least.
But I keep my head straight by remembering that PR is reaaaaaaly cool tooo. So I’m not really even stressing it ‘cause as long as a hurricane doesn’t wipe out the island, I’ll be in NYC before I even know it. 🙂 Anyways, that’s my ‘lil update on trunky-ness. Not a problem, but it has begun just like everyone has told me it would.
I don’t have much more to say, I’ve taken way too long to just write these thoughts down, so I guess I’ll see you guys next week!
When we got transfer calls:
—
Keep beach city weird,
Hermana Thelin