Happy Thanksgiving!!!
SO I have this terribly long
list of things to email, but no time to do it. We will probably be
kicked off the computers soon, and we are being given special permission
to email today. Our pday was moved to Thursday...which I am
SOOOO excited for.
Last Monday I was at the copy store, and this girl
darts in the front door and throws her arms around me and starts crying.
It was Nitra from Shiprock!!!! She saw me walk in an came darting after
me. She and I were the dearest of friends and connected really well.
But I wasn't really able to say goodbye when I left and I haven't heard
from her since. I gave her my info and we were just sooo happy for that
little moment. Thank heavens for tender mercies.
I got a blessing from the Toadalina and Shiprock
Elders on Monday too. It was the sweetest experience. They have become
good friends with Sister Isaacson and I and it was so kind of them to help
me out before I got with Sister Nay again. There is something to be said
about being surrounded by that much power and love.
Sister Nay is really good at tracting...which is such a
blessing because all of our investigators either moved or
we dropped them. We need to overhaul our teaching pool now. We have been
working hard...which is good. Because when we are teaching I hardly
have time to get irritated or feel like I'm being talked down to. It is
only at the end of the night that I feel crummy...but I have been
working on smiling constantly, focusing on the positive, and listening
to Christmas music. This Christmas is going to mean so much more to me,
because I feel like I can connect to the Savior, His love, and His
sacrifice more than I ever could thus far in my life.
I had an interview with president and was able to
ask my questions. He said he woke up at 3 am one morning, and the spirit
told him who all the sister companionships should be in a dream...so he wrote them down and did not question the logic. Ok, that is a good
enough answer for me. He doesn't know how long we will be together, but I
will just take it one week at a time...which is ok because the pattern
is holiday, nothing, temple trip, nothing, transfers, holiday, holiday,
freak out because I go home in a handful of weeks. yup. I'll make it :)
We had a less active member make us some chili this
week, and it was the kind that burned your bum on the way out. It was
soooo hot that I literally had to gasp for air after. They said this
particular batch was only at a 6, but usually it is around a 9 or 10.
holy crap. I have finally become a New Mexican, because I LOVE green
chili on EVERYTHING!!! But I haven't burned my taste buds off yet. And I
don't plan on it. I think I will have to make a yearly trek back to New Mexico so I can buy fresh green chili to use in all my cooking
throughout the year.
Jennifer's baptism was incredible. The ward said it
was on of the greatest baptisms they have ever had. Sister Isaacson was
able to come, and she and I stood beside the font holding the towel,
clutching each other and crying as Jennifer was baptized. We loved every
minute of it. Jennifer shared her simple but extremely powerful
testimony and had everyone in the room emotional. When she was confirmed
on Sunday she was promised so really powerful things. She is so cute.
When everyone said hello and congrats later, she just exclaimed: "This
is the greatest Church EVER!!!"
I realized something big. When I love people, I feel
complete. When I get rushed and Sister Nay is more concerned with the
number of people we see, and I don't get to focus on the individual and
their needs, then I feel incomplete. I realized that my duty in life
will be a visiting teacher for the masses....and I'm ok with that
because it makes me feel really good to do it.
I had to play piano for district meeting...which is
bad because I am NOT good. The worst part was, my only chance
to practice at Ronda's was when her famous son in law, Sheldon Pickering, the concert pianist with CDs world wide, was there to hear me
mess up left and right. I was sooooo self conscious But I promised him
that I would take lessons again when I get home.
Well, my fingers are dead from typing so fast. I'm
sorry to my family members who didn't get long responses because of this
email. I love you all!!!
Love,
Sister Wilkins
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