Email from Monday, February 9, 2015
Dearly beloved, I will not be writing to you again until Febuary 23...I
know, sad day. But it´s because of the dumbest holiday of all
time....carnaval. I have to be in my house for THREE DAYS STRAIGHT
studying and trying not to die. Wish me luck. We can´t leave because
it´s super dangerous and everyone´s drunk and being ridiculous in the
streets. So yeah, I´ll try to make this email awesome.
First, happy birthday shout outs to Danielle Clark and Breanna Scott! Go party it up and eat a cupcake for me!
Second, I think I could talk about this week of my mission for the rest of my life because so much happened! #justBoliviathings
- I went to the hospital! And yes, Mom, I am totally fine now. I didn´t want to admit it but you people need to know the real facts of mission life....I had.....a....beruga....which being translated means....a wart.... que verqüenza, no ve? but it´s true. they´re super normal in the mission (so they say) so I went to get it removed and the doctor was just texting while he explained stuff to me in Spanish that I didn´t understand while I was sitting on a hospital bed in the emergency room in Bolvia. But yeah, he didn´t have the stuff to do it that day so I have to go to the dermatologist this week for my wart. Ew. I know.
- I was attacked by a dog! Luckily it only bit my skirt and would have completely yanked it off but even more luckily I had just eaten 2 pieces of pan con harina so my skirt was a little snug in that moment *tender mercy*
- I was attacked by a drunk man....okay not attacked but this morning when we were walking to take a micro to come write our lovely families, a drunk man had like a pole/stick thing in his hand and he totally whacked me with it while I was crossing the street, it was just my arm though and it hardly left a mark
- we had the worst thunderstorm of my life this week and I couldn´t even sleep because it was so loud so I was just laying in my bed from 2-3am, it was the worst
- we´re teaching a lady that has 2 little boys and we visited them this week and one asked us if we live in heaven. When we said no, he was very confused because he said he thought we were angels. It was so sweet!
But
on the spiritual side of things, this week I fell in love with the Book
of Mormon again...okay that happens every d ay I guess. But seriously,
I am learning SO MUCH. My soul delights in the words of the Book of
Mormon :)
This week, I read 2 Nephi 9 and
found 53 references to Jesus Christ. There might be more, but still! It
seriously is another testament of Jesus Christ and through it , we
can know more about Him and His teachings and truly have a relationship
with Him. I´ve seen so many miracles in my short time out here and I´ve
already lost count of how many prayers have been answered, even the
small and simple desires of my heart have been answered before I even
had a chance to pray. God knows us perfectly and loves us individually.
He is waiting to bless us.
I won´t be able to
write next week so I want to leave you with something special, and the
most special thing I have here with me is my testimony.
I know
that God lives and loves us. I know He hears and answers our prayers. I
know Jesus Christ is our Savior and that it is only in and through
His Atoning sacrifice that we can be made clean and whole. I know He
under stands us perfectly. I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-Day Saints is the true church of God with the fulness of His
gospel. I know that Joseph Smith really saw God the Father and His son.
Jesus Christ and that through the prophet Joseph Smith, the gospel was
restored for our day. I know we have a living prophet today to guide
us and help us know what God wants for us. I know that Thomas S Monson
is that prophet on the earth today. I know with all my heart that
this gospel is true and that it is taught simply and perfectly through the Book of Mormon which is the word of God just like the Bible. I know
miracles happen according to our faith and that evidence of God´s
love is everywhere. I testify of all these things as a representative of
my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Con mucho amor,
Hermana Gauger
P.S.
I got the cutest Christmas card ever from my adorable family! And a
package came today that was sent at the beginning of January (box from
Dad, haven´t opened it yet) and the Antelope Stake Juniors will be getting a letter from me soon (and by soon I mean 7 weeks because this is
Bolivia) but I´m going to write my reply during my jail time-err..I mean
my p-day in the house during carnaval )
Family Photo of me with Hna Hall, Hna Mejia, and Hna Zapata
-Hna Zapata trained Hna Mejia and then Hna Mejia trained Hna Hall and now me technically...so we´re one big family!
Lots of juices and drinks come in bags. We just bite off the corner and bam! The most delicious chocolate milk ever
I was walking and a caterpillar fell on me after I hit my head on a tree branch.... #tallgirlprobs
Hna Crandall and I during our exchanges this week.
We got lost and some stories need to be told in person in 14.5 months....
We celebrated Hna Mejia´s one year in the mission with some french
fries.
It´s a cumple mes thing and then the other hermanas got mini
pizzas for us!
We also had the birthday of our investigator this
week and they invited us for cake
and of course....it was
strawberry....we can´t eat strawberries...so I ate around them and it
was so delicious!
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