Tuesday, September 23, 2014

The Lord's Work...the Lord's Way

Hola familia y amigos!!
It was so great to hear from you all today. This week has been dayzzzz long. I thought P-day would never come (I was way more excited to email this week than the last... don´t tell). It´s all just been one big blur of the same routine day after day and I can´t tell if what I did today was yesterday and if what I did yesterday was last week or tomorrow or never or maybe everything is just a dream? idk idkayay.
SELFIE!!

FUN FACT: explosions go off every 30 minutes in the city, 5 pm or 5 am, doesn´t really matter, we hear them. They sound like cannons or fireworks or who knows what. We´ve tried to ask our teachers and they just say it´s world war 3. Is every country just jelly of this Mexican pride or what? so maybe if you could clear that up that´d be cool.

Since last P-day my companion and I finished teaching our first investigator. Can´t remember the lessons we taught him (cause its all one big blur right?) but he committed to baptizim! I know it's all just for pretend but you really can feel the spirit in those fake lessons cause truth is truth. AND I´M HEAR TO PREACH THE TRUTH. 
It was slightly sad to say goodbye to our pretend friend until SURPRISE when we showed up to class the next day he was our night teacher! "Jorge wearing a tie? What now??" He's so happy. It's great. They have such a good system. 
So now our day teacher is one of our new investigators! Eek! He´s way too cool to be real. He´s a recently returned missionary and he just knows what up, he also expects a lot. We taught him (Hermano Varges aka Alejandro) yesterday. He was pretty hard cause he talks faster than fast. But we did our best. We´re always finding ways to improve too. Tomorrow we´ll teach our night teacher again but as "Miguel", a 55 yr old man who's son is LDS and who doesn't agree with the Book of Mormon and has already been baptized to 4 other churches! We´ll see how that one goes. 

So here's for a neat story, ready? Let me give you the low down on our district first so you can appreciate this. 4 Hermana's, 6 Elders.
The Elders could probably go for a good dose of chill-pill every couple hours. They´re all 18 except one who´s twenty and they´re all so different! 


They love to make fun of us and tell us that, when we mess up "it´s a big deal" and I think they all
have the middle name of sarcasm. The Hermana's work their behinds off while they goof off but somehow they just stay top notch, super frustrating, am I right?  So the Hermana's and I decided that every night from 9 to 9:30 we´d like to get to know one another better, share personal experiences and testimonies and all that cute stuff. We call it "sister sensitivity time" until the boys thought it was sexist so we changed it to "Missionary Message Moments" or "Mish Mess Momes" for short, it´s cute. At first the boys thought they were too cool but they talk about it all the day long now. 
SOO the cool part. All day on Sunday I kept thinking about the priesthood and what a blessing it is. During "mish mess momes" that night I shared a quote from Elder Holland I keep in my scriptures about Jesus being a priesthood holder and a high priest of good things to come. Afterward when we were all cleaning up to go home I remember how I wanted a blessing from Dad the night I left, but things were so crazy it slipped my mind until that moment. I really felt like I wanted to ask some of the elders if they´d give me one but OF COURSE I thought "its late, we´re tired, and honestly I´m doing fine, I don´t need one" so I just thanked them for the priesthood they all hold. We all began to walk home and half way to our casa one of the Hermana's began to cry thinking about how maybe she wasn´t cut out for the missionary life. Her dad had died when she was young so she never was able to get blessings all that often. I remember this as she was talking to us and I recommend that she get a priesthood blessing. She said she had been thinking about it all day but didn´t know how to act on it. My companion, Hermana Potter and I darted off to find the Elders from our district before they got home. We couldn´t find them anywhere so we prayed. We continued to search and eventually ran into some random Hermana's casa and used their phone to call the reception office. We gave them our district leaders name and they were able to tell us what casa. We ran so fast, afraid that maybe by now she had just gone home and given up on us finding the Elders and the whole time I just kept thinking about how I had been feeling all day towards the priesthood!! We got there and some of the elders were already getting ready for bed but they anxiously agreed to meet us back at the classroom. My comp and I ran ahead and found the other sister's still waiting. Come to find out... she had recieved a blessing as they were waiting! Two Elders had passed by and asked if they needed anything, they said no and the Elders walked on. They walked all the way down the road and turned to come back, they told her that they really felt that they needed to help her! 
We all just broke down, exhausted from all the emotion and chaos of not only the night but our whole experience here in general. 
So three of our elders eventually showed up but I told her, why not get another one? She agreed and I started thinking about my original prompting and continued to cry, I told them if they didn't mind I'd like one too. Turns out all four of us had been wanting a blessing. We all went into the classroom and these 18 yr old boys took their turn fulfilling their priesthood duty. The words they said and the spirit that was felt was incredible. We've only known these boys for a couple weeks but through the spirit they were able to bless each of us with what we needed.
My p-day water coloring
This whole week I've been trying really hard to be perfectly obedient, to my mission president, to myself and to the Lord. It's difficult to go to class after class and study on top of study, sometimes all I want to do is wear sweats, eat candy, dance and sleep. But I'm a representative of Christ, this is the Lord's work, it has to be done the Lord's way. We all took upon Christ name when we were baptized, we're all representatives of Christ. I encourage you all to do the Lord's work the Lord's way. Look at me, I´m so "missionary"

jajajaja <-- EspaƱol way to type laughter. get use to it.
xoxo Hermana Meacham

 Mexicano food
Locked out of our casa

our motivational closet's

Workout!


Bonus info...

FAMILY: 
How is everyone?! I miss you guys. I wish I had time to write you all individually but I only have an hour. perfect obedience right? so if i dont write you back or if i do and its incredibly short dont be sad...just send me mail! for real though, thatd be cool. Karmas totally going to get me in the butt for never writing any of my loved ones on their missions. 
pdays are great. kind of strange. We still have study at 7 in the class room and the walk every morning is magic. sunrises and parrots chirpping. then we go to breakfast, were not allowed in the cafiteria without sunday dress. dumb. so really no point in wearing jeans on pday. Then we take pictures of your emails, go home and read them (so we have more time to write) then we clean, do laundry, work out, paint our nails yada yada. oh but I did use my water colors! i´ll probably use them again today! No outside exposure. we´re fenced in, literally. no one comes in or out without authoritative permission. Its like a beautiful prison. yes it was a church run high school before, i wish I would have been able to go to high school here. dope. 
I pray for all of you everyday in all my trillion prayers everyday. 
love you all with my whole heart. KAY BYE.

MOM: woah weird for some reason I didn't see your email until just now mom! your the best. I love you. I PROMISE YOU I´ll chill and be patient. It's such a different experience. I just keep thinking of how sad of a person I'd be if I didn't have the gospel and how I don't want people to live so sad. So then I forget myself and go to work! 
 I love sweet Maggie. I miss those babies. 
 *cheek kisses* miss you mommy.



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