Hi three or so blog readers,
It's another P-Day, and the highlight has been going to the Provo Temple --- namely, the belgian waffles at the temple cafeteria. Me and my district got out travel itinerary this week --- we're going to leave on Monday night for Australiaaa. We're all going to be together on a 143439-hour flight, nice and movieless. Dearelder.com me so I have some reading material?
I'll be sad to leave the MTC. I have an awesome teacher, Brother Reis (of "The District" fame, for those have served), who IS Preach My Gospel embodied in a ukelele-playing human. We love him! Also, me and Sister Nykell Graff got to be taught by Brother Alex Jepsen --- we've got a lot of appointments with him.
I'll miss having every door opened for me, and being at the front of every line. Man! And I'll miss gym time, even though I'm always the only sister that ever seems to sweat. I'm hoping to organize a nice, super reverent district vs. district relay race on the track. Yes, the next edition of the missionary handbook will probably ban both eating contests and races...and Chinese sister missionaries.
I'll totally miss the referral center, which is where we missionaries make outbound calls to unassuming strangers, who at some time in their life ordered a free movie or book from the Church.
Them: "Now when did I order 'Joy to the World'?"
Me: "That would be...November...1997."
Them: "That was over a decade ago."
Me: "Yes...and I know that the message it shares...is true?"
Really, I've gotten so lucky at the RC. I've gotten the chance to talk with people who are sick with cancer, who've recently lost loved ones, who've expressed that things just aren't right, and these people have gratefully accepted the invitation to meet with the missionaries, and to attend a church meeting. These peopl are just names, ages, addresses, and voices, but it's so wonderful to testify to them.
In other news, I got into BYU grad school for their Public Health program. So I'll see you Fall 2011! It's so difficult to imagine anything outside of devotionals and comfortable skirts and frumpy shoes. I love not having a cell phone. I love having a companion all the time. I love praying more than I ever have before. I love spending all of my time learning how to love people like out Savior, Jesus Christ, loves them.
So to my three or blog readers, I want to tell you. You're not a telestial, or even a terrestial being. You are a celestial being.
Think about the ocean. Vast. Mysterious. Beautiful. Powerful. Even dangerous. Think about a single drop of that ocean. Small. Minute.
Insignificant. How is it that the ocean and the drop are made of the very same elements --- water, and salt? Us humans, single drops, are made of the very same stuff as God, the ocean. God wants every person He has created to become an ocean. What's one thing you can sacrifice to become so? I'm putting my pride on the altar. Let's become oceans.
"You can have eternal life if you want, so long as you don't want something else more." --- Bruce C. Hafen, our devotional last night
Love! Sister Liang