Hewoh.
To be real, this week
has been hard. We had three appointments, which did a little to break up
the long hours spent at home on the couch or at my desk. I struggled
knowing how to use my time this week. I had time to finish organizing our
area book, which was in a dismal state (there are actually three binders), and
to begin calling people contained in it. One tender mercy I've seen is
that people here actually answer their phones, and the majority of people will
actually talk to me. I talked to a lot of people over the phone and I wasn't able to set
any definite appointments to meet them, but it still gave me a feeling of
accomplishment to some degree.
The big question of this week has been "What would Jesus do?" I find that asking myself this question frequently helps me to focus on the doctrines, not just the applications. That is, why I make the choices I do, not just going through the motions. It also keeps me focused on finding what's most important, what I truly want to stand for, and who I want to become.
This week was also
characterized a lot of opposition to virtually everything I'd ever been taught
was right. I was encouraged to lower my standards, and was told plainly
that a missionary who doesn't obey like I want to is a better missionary.
There were so many voices bombarding me from all directions that it was hard to
hear the voice of the Spirit. (see "The Voice of the Spirit"
Mormon Message - it's my favorite!) The only times I was able to feel any
sort of assurance and confidence was as I listened to primary songs in
Chinese. I'm surprised at how much guidance and simple truth I felt as I
listened and prayed about the things I learned from those inspired songs.
I want you, Mom, Dad,
and all my family, to know how much I appreciate your patience and diligence in
teaching me to live the gospel when I was young. The truths that you
testified to me of, by word and action, and helped me to live, have sustained
me through hard times thus far. I know now why there are so many
comparisons of the gospel to a strong foundation. I really have felt the
testimony I have been building from my early years support me, and give me a
place to stand in which I can be firm and faithful. I know it is through
the loving teachings and examples of my parents and family members that I was
prepared in ways that I didn't realize. THANK YOU ALL! I cannot say
enough to express my real feelings, but I love you so much!
I love you all!
Thank you for all the help and support you give me through you letters and
prayers!
Love,
Brennan
Brennan
I want to write so much
more, but nothing is coming. There have been a few interesting events I
could tell you about:
Finding a rhinoceros
beetle hugging the tire of one Elder's bike as he went to get on it one
morning.
Going almost every night
to eat "fruit bowl" shaved ice and fruit.
Being invited to play
the trumpet at the branch activity this coming Saturday.
Making a birthday
breakfast of cinnamon French toast and honey bacon wraps for Elder Broadhead's
birthday. I wanted to surprise him on the morning of his birthday, so I
made breakfast with Elder Berger instead of exercising. He was really
surprised, because it turned out that the bacon I had bought was actually
steamboat pork strips, which are to be boiled and not eaten for
breakfast.
oops.
oops.
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