And this past week I hit my mark for the last month I will be a teen. #20
What in the world?
Time goes by so fast I just… oh my goodness.
Nine months is a LONG time, and it still feels like I have been out for about a solid two months.
I was talking to one of the sisters this week and she said, “Belize has made us heavy, happy, and hippie.” For true. #MissionLife.
The World Cup is now my new favorite thing. We can hear it in every house as we bike down the streets I love when everyone yells, “GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!!!”
We have located ourselves very well to certain places at certain times, to just get a little sneak peek at the game. Holy cow Spain and Netherlands? That was cray! I am just seeing myself changing in the kind of things I will watch after the mission. Like Novelas (Spanish Soap Operas) and well hey maybe a little Dora the Explorer too. Anything with Spanish! I am so excited to watch!
Oh how I loved HEFY. I will never forget that, it was easily the best three weeks ever. Then it hit me…
I am doing what they are doing but I am doing it for eighteen months.
It’s so true. The mission is the best thing I have done in my life. The mission is incredible. The mission is preparing me for my future. The mission is my all. Nothing is better then doing the Lord’s work. I’m so grateful that I have had an eventful, inspiring, miraculous nine months already and that I get nine months more of it. I love my Savior Jesus Christ and His sacrifice for all of us. I know that God lives and loves us. I know that through the atonement of Jesus Christ we can heal the deepest of our wounds (“God’s light is real, it is available to all. It has the power to soften the sting of the deepest wound.” Dieter F. Uchtdorf). Only through Him. I know that God has a plan. I know God is merciful. I know that He loves us and that is why He has restored his church on the earth again. I don’t doubt that for a second. I am so blessed to be where I am doing what I am doing. Talk to the missionaries, they are awesome.