Hey, guess what? We have changes today, and my companion and I are both getting changed, because they are going to put sisters here. So it was sad, because I have only had 6 weeks here and all of the members are sad, too. The majority of them thought that they should have changed the other elders, which I would have been happier with, but that isn't the way it was suposed to happen, so I guess I'll just have to be grateful for the little time I had in Sabinas and all the people I got to meet here. I'm going to a new place called Nogal, the ward in the Estaca Valle Verde, Green Valley, kind of close to where I was before. I don't really know anything about the area. I will be with somebody called Elder Flores, who probably has 3 months in the mission, and I have no idea who he is. I'm excited to see the big fancy platter. (Mason's dad, Lane, retired from the National Guard this weekend, and was given some award. I was given an engraved silver platter as a thank you for hanging in there, too) Everybody is impressed when I tell them that my dad has been to Iraq, even though they are probably a little freaked out ,because here, the soldiers are the people that beat the living tar out of people every once in a while. I'm not really sure what else to tell you... Everything is just really stressful in changes, but this time it is a little less stressful, because they told us Saturday that we would probably be switched out, and Saturday night was the stressful part. Sunday was super cool. There were a lot of less active people that we had been working with and some investigators, too, and some of our less actives brought friends that live in the other missionaries areas. So I felt good. Because Saturday night I felt like I had just thrown away the last 6 weeks, becuase I wasn't going to be able to build on the things we had done. I was just wondering if anyone was ever going to remember me, or if I would just be completely forgotten, and it would be like I had never been in that area. I wondered why I was there, if the Lord had just put me here to be a place holder while there weren't any sisters to be sent out here. But then Sunday I felt a lot better, because all of the members were sad that we were leaving and that made us feel really good, so now I'm not going to break down and cry. I'm still a little sad, because I will miss all these people, but I suppose I'll still have time to get to know them more after the mission if I want. That's what Facebook is for, right?
So, there. I talked to you about my deep personal horrors of Saturday night and that kind of openess ought to soften your hearts and not have you yell at me for not writting so much sometimes. And I think Elder Curtis is going to send me a few pictures that we took of the branch last week when a young woman left to be a missionary. How's that sound? Ok well, I love you and will tell you all about my new area next week. It sounds pretty ghetto from what I've heard so far, but we'll see. I love you all BYE!!!!!!!!!!
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