Hi everyone! I hope you are all doing well and staying cool and happy. This life is the best and is meant to be enjoyed! Don't forget that!
So I could email you all and tell you about how I got dropped by my first investigator this week who was scheduled to be baptized in three weeks, how I dropped my toilet brush in the toilet and had to boil it at 10:27 one night, how I took an hour and a half bus ride to 안동 for an exchange, and than to 구미 where we found out a train had blown up so we had no way of exchanging back and my companion wasn't picking up the phone so I had to figure it out alone and was on the phone with the mission president and his wife trying to figure it all out, how I have been on exchanged with all the first transfer trainees who are all foreigners, how our less active who speaks English just moved back to Utah, or how our member who speaks English just moved to a new area.
Or I could tell you about the Buddhist lady on the subway who gave us her contact before we even could talk about the church, and gave us four leaf clovers and wants to feed us this week, or about the time the lady I casually talked to on the bus invited us up to her apartment right there to feed us dinner, or when the two cutest little boys who are three and two and haven't been to church in the last three weeks came yesterday and ran up to me and showed me all their Poweranger cards and toys, and even tried to give me their watch and played with me all Sunday, and kept running up to me during sacrament to say hi, or that I meant the coolest lady on the subway who is a dancer from China and had to sickest outfit.
I could say all this things but my mind is in a different place right now. This week is my six month mark. I can not believe how fast the time has flown. As I reflect back on all the things I have done and learned, I am so grateful for this amazing experience! The Lord knows just how to push me to help me grow and how to be able to help the people of Korea. Yes my Korean is still far from perfect, I am so tired and exhausted all the time, I feel so much pressure from being sister training leader, I sweat all the time and eat some questionable things. But these past months have been the best time of my life.
I have never known so many struggles and weaknesses, but also seen so many miracles and grown so much. The mission is the last thing I would have ever picked out for myself a year ago. Even six months ago, had I known what I was going to go through my first six weeks, I would have not come. I would have stayed in the comfort of home with English and familiarities. But the Lord knows me so much better than I do, and He knew I needed to grow and become something greater than I was.
My heart is filled with so much gratitude for this opportunity. The chance to be rejected, to cry, pray with all the strength I have, to climb an apartment building and knock ever door with no luck. To not be albe to communicate, to eat weird food, wake up tired after a good 8 hours of sleep, to sweat out every fluid in my body. To get lost countless times. To catch the slightest glimpse of what our Savior Jesus Christ did for all of us.
This mission is something I would have never planned or expected, but I know that I would be so lost without it. That I would be missing so much of who I am and what I am capable of doing, and truly what our Father in Heaven is capable of doing with us if we just allow him to do so.
May we all take time this week and express deep gratitude for all the blessings we have in our life. For the love God has for everyone of us. For our struggles and our triumphs. This Church is true and I will never be able to deny it.
I love you all and pray that you might all find happiness and those moments to smile and feel deep gratitude for all we have.
Love,
Sister Cheney
P.S. My last exchange this week with Sister Wadsworth. (Photo above.) Her older sister was my MTC teacher.
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