Hey folks back home!
This week/this Pday is one of my best weeks in the mission to date. I
will start by sharing the funny story that prompted the subject of
this email...Hermana C., Hermana I. and I were sitting on
our beds, practicing/preparing for a lesson. All of a sudden, Hermana
C. said to us, "Tengo hambre!" (I'm hungry), and pulled a giant
pack of cookies from her skirt pocket. Hermana I. and I looked
at each other and started laughing.
In terms of the great news, I didn't want to jinx it, but we had our
first baptism this weekend! She is a sweet sweet girl, who has an
incredible desire to follow Christ and be an example to her (less
active) boyfriend, and to her family. The ward has been so supportive
of her, which I love!
I have also been growing so much personally. One of the things that
has been my goal my whole mission is learning to be more charitable.
Perhaps I am pretty good at being nice to others (or, for the least,
not being mean), but I feel like I lack the true charity, which is
having the pure love of God for all people always in your heart. This
week the method of how to do this (in my case, always be asking myself
if I am a blessing or a burden to my companions) became very clear to
me, and at the same time, I learned to forgive and love myself as I
am. Which is another flaw of mine, that I tend to be quite self
An object lesson from a FHE here in Las Arboledas: A brother from the
ward drew a black dot on a white piece of paper and asked us what we
saw. Answers varied from a hole, an oreo, a point, a dot, etc. After
everyone in the room had answered, he explained that, when looking at
others, so often we focus on the point, on their flaws (the black
point). We ignore everything else about them (the white paper) and
focus on these small flaws. I feel like the same applies to
ourselves--that we need to be forgiving and loving to ourselves. I am
not a perfect missionary. I often feel like Moses in Exodus 4:10, that
I am slow and stuttering of tongue in Spanish. But I am not called to
be perfect, only to give all I can.
As far as my food, I just want to reassure you that I am in great
hands! The wife of our bishop has basically adopted us, and she makes
us lunch (complete with vegetables and meat!) almost every day. In
this mission, we have funds provided for having a cook, so we pay her
for this incredible service (just so you don't worry about us imposing
on her). I think this is one of the changes that I have seen in this
ward since I got here--that they are really starting to love and
appreciate us missionaries, and that likewise, we are trying to serve
them in return. In Latin culture, food is a sign of love, so seeing
that people want to feed us really is progress!
Another cool thing about this week, is the multizone conference in
which we were spiritually fed. I learned a lot, and (as is custom of
the Glaziers), walked away with a new pithy question to ask myself: Is
this helping me baptize and retain? Everything in the mission
ultimately comes down to these two words: baptize and retain. As I
strive to emulate the example of Christ, I need to keep in mind his
purposes in life: help others live a more virtuous life that
ultimately leads to the presence of God. The way we can measure if we
are working towards this goals is thinking about these two things
(baptize new people, and help retain everyone that is already on the
I too, have been praying as you, Mom for Aunt Linda, and that the will
of the Lord may be accomplished in her situation. I admire your love
and your service so much.
Loving you all so much,