What a great week! I didn’t have a voice for all of it. It
made being a missionary very interesting, but hey, I loved it.
I have a confession. I have fallen in love on my mission—with Canyon
Lakes! This area is just so great. The ward is absolutely amazing and unlike
any ward I have yet been in on my mission. I kinda feel like I am in an English
ward.....it is weird and I don’t really know how to do work with the ward
because I have never had to work in a ward like this before! All of my wards
have been so wonderful, but this ward is like SUPER EFFICIENT. Like WOW.
The title of my week comes from a little thing that happened
about 15 minutes ago: We came into the
computer room of our apt complex to email and one of the computers was
occupied. I told Hna Jensen she could go ahead and start her emailing on the
other computer and I sat down to wait for the other. The woman using the other
computer was listening to a video in a language that I didn’t understand. When
the video was over I said: "Where
are you from?" (As missionaries it is the goal to talk with everyone,
right? So, I took advantage of the
opportunity, haha). She said she was
from Pakistan, and I said: "AH! Really!? Shucria! Sib! Pani!" (aka all the things I learned from
G and S). She started laughing and asked where I had
learned those words (which by the way mean “thank you”, “apple”, and “water” .
. . so it isn’t like I said a logical sentence or anything).
I told her that I am a missionary and about our relationship
with S and G, how we couldn’t communicate, but how we just all
loved each other so much. We then
proceeded to talk about life for a good 20 minutes. She was great. Well, she got off the computer and she left. I
commenced my emailing on the computer. After
she had been gone for about 10 minutes, she walks back in the computer room
carrying a container. She walks up to me and says: "I made this yesterday. When you said
that that family would feed you I thought maybe to give it to you. But, I
thought, maybe I shouldn’t offer it right away; but then you said you are a
missionary, but I still didn’t offer it. But then I left and I felt like God told me to
come and give it to you . . . because you are a missionary, and I have been away from my home for a long
time and it is hard to do that. And you
come to this strange place and have to meet all kinds of people and . . . and
so I thought, maybe this could help."
I stood up and hugged her.
How wonderful is this human race? Yes, there is so much bad--people who do terrible
things; but, sometimes I think we forget
to look for all of the good.
Love,
Hna B
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