Hey Family,
Where do I even start in describing this week? So much has
happened and it has all been interesting. Juan is gone. He texted us
and told us he'd skipped town but we don't know exactly where he is. :( Jenifer
did not get baptized this week. She is in need of a new living situation. She
was ticked when we told her she couldn't get baptized, but she meet with the
bishop yesterday and is feeling a lot better. She came up to us after church
and apologized for being such a
butt. Our investigator, Natalie, is still
rockin awesome. We
didn't get to meet with her all week because her family was
in town, but she texted us and said, "are you going to church today?"
um...yes. And then she came too! What?! How cool is that?!
Anyway, Sister Sorenson and I both had to speak in church
yesterday, and it was kind of nervous making. I don't know if y’all remember my
farewell, but it wasn't that long – and that was when I had time to
prepare...wow I just looked over and I have like 5 new emails. Just a second...
yeah, so anyway we had to talk and it was...pretty good. I talked about the Atonement
and grace and Sister Sorenson talked about the preexistence and how God knows
us. Then one of our recent converts got up and told her conversion story and challenged
everyone in the congregation who wasn't a member to be baptized. It was awesome!
We got to go on exchanges again this week, and I spent the
day with my sister in the mission. (We had the same trainer.) We had
a good long talk about Sis Schwarze and life, and I'm feeling a lot better
about my sucky winter in Converse. Her name is Sis Camarella, and she was in
the MTC with Daniel Walentine. She is also training this cute little Australian
sister named Sister Alfaro. Poor Sister Alfaro was engaged before her mission,
and she had a total melt down when she got to the field and he dumped her.
We're going to have to talk sometime, but I'm glad to know I'm not the only
one. The poor girl has serious guilt issues. I call it the sister missionary
disease. All sister missionaries catch it at some point in their mission, but
my brilliant mind and I are working on a cure. Basically, when you have this
disease you are plagued with overwhelming feelings of guilt and ineptitude, feeling
like you're never good enough and never working hard enough even though you
know you're working your butt off. (Of course, it doesn't help when poor
sisters like Sis Alfaro are chastised by the people back home who they care
about and who don't really quite 100% remember what it's like to be a brand new
missionary.) Okay, I'll get off my soap box now. But, speaking of boys, Sister Sorenson got this
creepy text from one of the Bug Boys telling her that he thinks she's really
cute and wants to "hang out" when she gets home. Gross. This kid is
an RM {returned missionary}. What the crap is his problem? But anyway,
exchanges were amazing. Sis Camarella said that she's been having a hard time
in that area, but we saw so many miracles! We taught this African guy who was referred
to us by a member, and it was a really good lesson. He kept interrupting us
with comments about African courtesy, and he gave us this nasty alcohol-free
malt nasty – I don't even know what. It was disgusting.
I'm wondering how my bank account is looking because last
Monday I bought cowboy boots. yeah... They're way cute though and I love
them. I can't wait for the day I can actually wear them whenever I want.
I'm glad to hear everything is going well at home. I stuck a
letter in the mail today finally so you should get it this week.
Anna, as usual I about wet myself when I read your email. Make sure y’all are
being nice to each other. I love you.
Love,
Morgan
DFTBMA
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