Saturday, January 23, 2010

Last Pday in the States!!?

Oh my goodness, this past week or two have been absolutely ridiculous. So many things to do and not enough time to do them! I've had some appointments, had many teaching appointments (the last week is dubbed super teaching week), had my jaw killing me the past few days, and now I just turned all my white undershirts pink because I didn't realize my new red skirt would bleed so bad. I'm so smart.

Yeah, it's been... interesting. Right now I think I'm too stressed out to even think about writing anything, but I gotta! But I can't even think of anything to tell you, it's just everyone giggling and getting all excited to go to Argentina. I don't think it's really hit me yet. I think the best part will be getting out of here and actually going to serve. I have loved the MTC, but it's such a "me" experience that it makes it hard to focus on others and how they need help. Since I last wrote I've had good days and bad. I talked with a counselor and he told me "Don't sweat the small stuff!" like the book. He had some copies of pages from the book and gave them to me. I've been reading them and I'm trying not to let things get to me.

It's still really weird to think I'll be in a whole different CONTINENT in less than a week! Thank goodness I'll be traveling with my companion, because the chaos at the airports are going to be hectic! The one thing I will miss are those in my district. I'm so glad my companion and one of our elders are all going to the same mission. Although I won't be able to see all of our beautiful faces, Hna. Jones and Elder Smoot are a great consolation prize. Elder Smoot is fast becoming one of my brotha's. Yeah yeah. No really, he sometimes does the "I'm not touching you" because he knows that the boys do it to me sometimes and until I sufficiently threaten to rip off their fingers. But Elder Smoot gets it after the first time. But it's not a mean thing. It's a district family thing.

My Spanish? It's... Spanish. I'm slowly losing my enthusiasm for it. I'm not going to lie. I feel bad because I'm not really speaking my Spanish very much right now and I know I'm getting worse, I just find it so frustrating that I can't express myself and doing simple tasks take 10 times longer. I know it'll be like that in the field, and it's going to kill me. Slowly but surely. And Spanish, in my opinion, is one of the most ridiculous languages. I do not remember French having so many rules. Maybe because it DIDN'T. It's very frustrating.

I'm sorry I'm not very "yippee skippee" right now, my day is slowly heading down hill. My happy place is not here right now. I'm just very frustrated and very worried.

Thanks for sending the trail mix. You really didn't have to, but thank you anyway. I'll be sending stuff home soon, things I'm not taking with me to Argentina. I'm sorry about everything that's going on. Please keep praying, and I'm praying too.
This is the first time I'm writing and email and don't have anything more to add, and still have about five minutes left. Normally I'm scowering at the computer because I needed to say so much more and can't!

P.S.S. I didn't have to go to the dentist. They think it's TMJ and if it is then I would have to go to a specialist and would probably have to delay my departure, and they don't want that, so they gave me a handout and I'm trying not to cause stress to my jaw muscles. One of our sisters is a massage therapist so she worked on my face, God bless her. I'm feeling much better today, but the pain was totally random. I started happening at the end of the day for no apparent reason. Hopefully it won't happen again.

And I hope there's still all that money in my checking account. I need to make a withdrawl, so please keep it there!

Keep safe, keep warm, and keep the love going around! Those who feel it's affects will be sincerely thankful.

love, Hna. Georgeson for the last time in the U.S.!!!

Since this email was sent, Emily was notified that her Visa has been held up with the Argentina consulate. Like this should be unusual. Idaho sent it back once and California sent it back twice. She is very frustrated, but it means she doesn’t leave next week like scheduled.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Week 8! Two More to Go!

So in crazy news, we should be getting our flight plans in the next few days! One of our sisters going to California got hers last night, so most think tonight! It's still mind boggling. I can't believe in two weeks time I'm going to be on another continent! Whoa! Sometimes it feels like I'm going to spend all my time here in the MTC. Not saying that's bad. Not saying that's the best thing either.

This week has been... uh, weekful. I don't really have any highlights, except for the fact that Elder L.Tom Perry spoke to us on Tuesday. The funny thing is we just saw him on Christmas. He spoke about the restoration and his testimony of it. Spiritual and delightfully tall. He's got an excellent combination going on there.

One of our teachers, Hno.Richardson (BETH!! I love you) said that my companion and I have been teaching more powerfully this week, to which we're both like "Really?" But I can see where he's coming from. Our lessons this past week have been most excellent. Why? I don't know. Some of them have been really good, but some... like yesterday. We had the TRC (Teaching resource center where all of our lessons and spanish vocab and yada yada are based off of and we teach volunteers we've never met before) and we were late, and so we didn't have enough time to get to know our investigator so we just launched right in with teaching and addressing his needs, which were about tithing and being able to pay and also support his family. He was supposed to be a new convert to the church, but he was telling us that he has a mutual understanding with God about how he shouldn't pay tithing. He was driving us insane! But in the way where you can transplant your own understanding into someone else's head so they can wrap their head around how good the gospel is! We asked him if he had faith in God. "Of course." Do you believe that God can do anything? "Yes." Then God can help you pay your tithing! "No, I can't do that." GAAA!!! Then we tried the whole thing of God will bless you based of a scripture in Malachi, and Hna.Jones was being a good sister missionary saying that God will give us SSSOOO MUCH. "No, I can't do that." Then I tried my final approach, Do you love your family? "Yes, of course." Do remember about learning about being with them forever? "Yes, I think so." We recieve these blessings and so many more blessings for our salvation in the Temple, but you can't go to the temple unless you keep your covenants and the commandments. You need to keep the law of tithing to go to the temple, so that one day you can be sealed to your family for forever. If you love your family you'll pay your tithing you can all enjoy these blessings. "I dunno. I don't think I can do that." And this guy supposedly was just baptized!!! Like a week ago! It's not like I was super de-dooper mad at him or wanted to strangle him, but I have to admit, I was frustrated that he wasn't listening to what we were saying. We bore testimony, we said how we know the blessings are true, a tear or two was shed. But still he was being stubborn and not taking in what we were saying. Oh the life of a missionary.

In other news this week... It's been very stressful. Emotionally anyway. I've already been in to see a counselor and go again on Teusday. Today my companion and I are fasting that I can find some healing and healing for others. It's been very hard and has opened up my eyes to a lot about me. Stuff I've never ever realized before, and I always thought I was an honest person about myself. But the unearthing of these feelings have left me feeling like I'm someone I've never met before. And I think it'll be a while before I can wake up and say "I'm okay," but that day will come, of that I am sure. It's because of this gospel. With out the gospel of Jesus Christ and the knowledge of his love for me and the Atonement, I would be lost. Probably dead a long time ago. But because of the knowledge of who I am I can move on. THANK GOD for the Atonement, because I cannot even fathom where I'd be. Oh my God, the mercy you've had on me. It's how I know I can move on, that I can be like thee, and that there is joy to be found in this world.

Don't you worry about me, I'm not coming home and I'm not planning on coming home until my 18 months are up. I can know that one day I can say "All is well."

Take care and lots of love, Hna.Georgeson

P.S. before I leave, do you want to send some trail mix my way? Not a whole heck of a lot, but a little bit? You don't have to. I'm just really craving trail mix right now. 2.5 more hours of fasting!

P.S.S. Mandy Hales, I really wish I had your 'Burg address so I can write to you! I want to let you know I love getting your letters with mucho fun that make me giggle! I would write this to you personally to let you know how much you are loved and appreciated, but alas, I'm hoping this will suffice for right now! Mucho amor!!!

Friday, January 8, 2010

Adivina que??

No se si yo escribe esta frase correctamente, pero, guess what!!! I found out how to say poop this week. That's probably the highlight of my week. Not really. But it's up there. It's popa.

Anyway, in all seriousness it's been a good week. Plenty of new learning experiences of course. One of my favorite things was Mission Conference this past Domingo (Sunday). A lot of it was about rendering service, my purpose as a missionary, and about missed opportunities. I loved that last one because that's my greatest fear as a missionary, is that I might miss so many opportunities. I don't want to come home regretting. I don't want to be like Samson who was supposed to be one of the great ones and ended up being a sad failure, and I don't want to be like Jonah who did the work begrudgingly and ended up so depressed in his life. DON'T BE LIKE THEM!!!
And also all those who talked about our purpose from pg.1 of Preach My Gospel, one said to translate it for yourself and see if you're bringing yourself unto Christ. That's the measure of success not only in being a good missionary, but living a full, happy life.

In a large group meeting we had the instructor talked about miracles, because heaven knows that missionary work doesn't go forward with out them. It takes an absolute God given miracle to convert someone and change their heart. The reason miracles happen is by obedience to the laws upon which they are predicated. I don't even know what that means, but what I gather is that God blesses us with miracles through our obedience. If we are obedient we receive the blessings Heavenly Father has been waiting to give us, and if we are exactly obedient (as missionaries and so on should be) Heaven pours her treasures on all her children. Not meaning that heaven is a female. You get the picture.

If you have time read and ponder the scriptures in Alma 22-24. Read and think about how in the world they could even apply to you. I'm so impressed by the Lamanite's willingness to follow the Savior and their testimonies of the Atonement. They have truly been inspiring, and even more meaningful as I go to the temple and think about Christ. Pres. McKay said, "The Lord works from the inside out. The world works from the outside in. The world would take people out of the slums. Christ takes the slums out of the people, and then they take themselves out of the slums. The world would mold men by changing their environment. Christ changes men, who then change their environment. The world would shape human behavior, but Christ can change human nature."

How true that is for the Anti-Nephi-Lehi's! they are some of my new scriptural heroes; a powerful people of God. Also read Isaiah 1:18. It gets me even more now that I understand about he Anti-Nephi-Lehi's.

One last thing I want to leave you all with. One of our sisters had us listen to her favorite song called How Deep The Father's Love For Us by Phillips, Craig, and Dean and I want you to listen to it and read these lyrics:

How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
And make a wretch his treaure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns his face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen one
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the man upon the cross
My sin upon His shoulder
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finsihed
I will not boast un anything
No gift no power no wisdom
But I vill boast in Jesus Christ
His death and ressurection
Why should I gain from his reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.

Rather magnificent, no?

Anyway, thanks for letting me rant and ramble. But then again, this is my email. I hope you are all doing well, and please write! I'm still waiting for Erin's wedding announcement (tee hee hee!) Dearest Beth, TE AMO MUCHO! and wait by your mailbox.
Aggghhh! Only a minute left! I dunno what to say, but I love you!!!


Friday, January 1, 2010

I only have 25 minutes today! Entonces, I must make this quick! It's been such a crazy week! We've been doing so much stuff that is so mind boggling that two days out of this week our planning was pretty much shot, which is muy malo. My companera, Hna. Jones, was called as coordinating sister of our zone, so she has tons of meetings to go to, which also means that I have to tag along with the other sisters in our district. It can be slightly frustrating, making them have to babysit me, but I cannot keep my companion from her calling!

So starting Christmas night, after the last time I wrote, Gregg Olsen, the LDS painter came and spake at our Christmas Fireside. It was so awesome, because he's probably my favorite LDS painter, and his painting "Be Not Afraid" is my second favorite, only to Del Parson's painting of Christ. They're both on the cover of my new study journal! Yes! You heard me right! I filled up my last study journal already and had to buy a new one! I'm so excited to fill it up and all that wonderful jazz. Anyway, Gregg Olsen! One of my favorite things that he said was "You can't paint the Savior without spending some time thinking about Him!" And in his address to us he mentioned "Knowest thou the condecension of God?", one of my most favorite scriptures (1 Nep. 15... something. Don't quote me on that. Look it up on

On Sunday Barbara S. Thompson, one of the counsilors in the Relief Society presidency came and spoke to us during Relief Society (Ironic ain't it?), and then afterward, we could all go meet her! So we totally did. She's so sweet! During her talk/lesson thing she said that while she was serving in Germany she was having a hard time trying to get to people. She said she thought "I'm here to do thy work, why won't people walk in my path?... I didn't think Heavenly Father was being fair with me." But she came to realize MISSIONARY WORK IS HARD WORK! It takes time and effort. And if we ever get the thought "The Lord isn't being fair with me", then there isn't something wrong with those you serve, it's YOU! Oh, and read Philippians 4:13. Por favor. Oh, and D&C 123. I'm pretty sure some of those last verses are the themes of my mission.

This week on Wednesday our district got to host new missionaries coming in! So that means we helped them check in, get their stuff, find their classroom. It was snowing like mad that day, but it was so much fun! I got to host three sisters, three wonderful sisters! My first Sister was going to Montreal, Canada, my second to the Baltic States mission (she reminded me of Sis. Daugherty, she made my day!), and my third to El Salvador. We were all sad when it was all over because it was awesome, but our lovely Hma. Squires prayed that we could do it again, and we're doing it again this next Wednesday! Only Hma. Squires could get that prayer answered. Estamos muy feliz y tenemos mucho animo!

One more thing. Read in the Book of Mormon everyday. If you want a change in your life, then you must read The Book of Mormon everyday. If you want to find happiness, then read The Book of Mormon everyday. If you want to quit bad habits, read The Book of Mormon everyday. If you feel lost and all alone, then read the Book of Mormon everyday. Hold on, are you getting what I'm saying? Are you catching it? Let me try one more time... READ THE BOOK OF MORMON EVERDAY!!! Wait- I think I forgot something... EVERYDAY!!! The Book of Mormon changes lives! Why deny yourself the converting power of the word of God? EVERYDAY. I mean it. I challenge you to read it everyday for AT LEAST a month, and I promise you it can change you... if you ACTUALLY read it.

Only a couple minutes left...Mamma, please tell Sis. Salveson, Bishop, Sis.Welch, Sis.Barnes, and the Brims thank you for their christmas cards! It meant so much. And please write on my blog thank you to Steff Gilbert, Michael Arnold, Kaiti, Beth, and Mandy for their letters! They brought sunshine to my soul.

Mucho amor! Hna. Georgeoson