Yesterday, I hit the big 30 Days Left mark. I am officially nervous. For awhile there I was pretty proud at how well I was handling my decision to serve. I wasn't feeling anxious that my report date was so far away, I wasn't nervous, I was pretty confident that I was doing well in preparing for my mission, clothes, study, spiritual wise. Now, I find myself scrabbling to get things done. I still need to buy more clothes, I don't feel ready at all in my Spanish, and I am not quite sure my testimony is strong enough for the hardships the mission brings. However! There is one thing that I know I can count on and that is my Father in Heaven. Even though I am nervous I am not worried. Now, if I was scared that would be a totally different story. But, that's not the case, so even though there is still so much to do I know that everything will be okay. Its great to have the Lord to fall back on.
I also got a great schedule going. I wake up around 6:40 and I get my scripture, and Preach My Gospel reading in, write in my journal, and study Spanish all before 7:30 am rolls around. It took a lot out of me at the very beginning (I've never really been a morning person) but now my body enjoys having so much in the day to do stuff.
I also have a wonderful experience to share. This happened about a month ago. This story mentioned happened at my local Wal-Mart. Just a half of an hour before I had deposited money into my account so could buy some things that I needed. I collected my things in my little shopping basket and headed to a checkout line. The cashier rings up my stuff and the cost came to a total of $48.16. I swiped my debit card and it didn't go through. However, I wasn't really worried because I had cash and I didn't need everything in the bag. I had 45 dollars so I was 4 dollars short. But like I said before not everything was needed. I was willing to loose some stuff when the woman behind me asked for the difference. She brought out a 5 dollar bill and paid for the rest. I was so amazed by her kindness. I told her thank you and she said, "Don't worry about it. I've been in your situation before. Just pay it forward." I then went searching for my mom. I relayed the story to her and she started to crying a bit. "Isn't it Missouri people great?!" Now my mom and I might be a little biased but I lived in Utah for thirteen years of my life and people in Missouri just seem kinder.
NOW ANNOUCEMENT TIME!
On May 12th, I will be giving what is called a farewell talk at my church and ALL of you are invited. To be honest, I think it will be the last time I see most of you at least for a year and a half. The church service starts at 10 a.m. and lasts for an hour. Afterward there will be light refreshments at my wonderful home. If you can't attend my farewell talk (but I really want you to) I would love to see you guys at my house at 11:30 a.m. The church's address is:
211 Ash Street
Gallatin Missouri 64640
All of you have made a huge impact on my life. I can't even thank you enough for the love, the friendship, and the fun I have had! I seriously wouldn't be my amazing self ;) if it wasn't for how amazing you guys are! I hope to see you soon! I promise I will post before the 12th to remind you!
OH! I am also sending out invitations! So if you would like one please leave your address in the comments. If that is to public for you I am pretty sure I am friends with all of you on Facebook so just message me there!
I love you all! Hope to see some of you soon! Don't do drugs! And don't forget to smile(:
