Hello from Phoenix!
First, shoutout to Grandma - happy birthday! I love you tons and I
hope you have a great week.
Well, I have officially made it through my first transfer in the
mission. I am no longer the youngest missionary in my area, and I am half way
through my training! We got a few new missionaries in our area and they all
seem really nice and hard working. Saying goodbye to friends every transfer is
going to be so hard for me. The weeks go by so quickly; I cannot believe it is
October this week. I hear that holidays on the mission are the best, although
you get fed a ton so I am not really looking forward to that. We had two days
this week where we had two dinner appointments to go to. I was so full
afterwards I didn't know what to do with myself. We also get fed lunch a lot so
we have big meals all day.
| By far we get fed Costco pizza the most |
| District lunch at Panda Express |
This week started amazingly, we got to go to a sealing for a couple
in the branch that had been less active for a long time. It was one of the
coolest experiences to be in the temple with all of the missionaries who had
helped them get to where they are now, and with all of their friends who have
seen their progression in the gospel. It was one of my favorite things I have
gotten to do so far. It was all in Spanish but I understood most of it, which
was a miracle in itself. The peace inside the temple is so strong and such a
comfort to me.
My Spanish isn't great but I am working on it. I am going to start
having lessons with the branch president's wife once a week. She is just the
cutest lady and I am so excited, and also a little nervous. Most of the
families we teach in the branch also speak English, so it has been a little
hard to get to use my Spanish on a regular basis. We have one progressing
investigator who only speaks Spanish who we teach once or twice a week. I get
so nervous when I have to speak Spanish that I psych myself out of it a little.
But I am trying and I understand more, which is a big help. Thank goodness my
companion speaks Spanish fluently and can help me out when I don't know how to
say a word. It can get frustrating but everyone we talk to is very
understanding and loving.
| Saying goodbye to people at the transfer meeting |
| Sister conference |
So it’s official - I now have a bike! We will be biking into our
Spanish area every day now to save miles on our car. We still have our car
though, so we won’t have to bike everywhere (hallelujah). I am borrowing a bike
from the mission office. It is an adorable blue beach cruiser, which totally
will not fit in where we are biking. I rode it for the first time today just in
the parking lot of our apartment complex. I can't even remember the last time I
rode a bike. It went pretty well, but because it was for our workout time we
were in gym clothes. It will be a different story trying to get on it in a
skirt. We’ll see how that goes tomorrow. I will be sure to send pictures of our
sweaty adventures next week, especially if I crash. Be nice to the biking missionaries
in your area - it's hard! Hopefully the weather cools down ASAP because we are
probably going to die if it stays in the 100s much longer.
We’ve had to wake up early for service this week, so I have been a
little more tired than normal. But we keep on pushing and working hard.
| Waiting for our ride at a ridiculous time of the morning |
Awkward story of the week: we teach one of our investigators in
English but their first language is Spanish. So we had what we thought was a
great idea - to write our testimonies in a Spanish Book of Mormon and give it
to him. When we went to drop it off he asked if he could have an English one
because he doesn't read Spanish...we just laughed it off but we were a little
sad. The scriptures in Spanish just tend to be a little simpler and more to the
point so we were excited to have him start reading them.
Sad story of the week: after spending all day in our transfer
meeting we finally got home to go to our only lesson of the day, which we were
so excited for, and then they dropped us. They said they were just too
overwhelmed with everything going on and they didn't want to get the lessons
anymore. We were SO SAD. You love the people you teach so quickly that it is so
hard to have someone tell you they don't want to see you anymore. But we move
on and continue to work. We left them with a quick lesson; we felt the spirit
and I hope they did too. Maybe someday they will be ready to hear about the
church again.
I love teaching people about the church, sorry if this email doesn't
make much sense - I feel like I am writing a mile a minute and I still have
short emails to send out.
I love you all, I love the gospel and my Savior, and I love being a
missionary.
Have a wonderful, safe week!
Hermana Doxey
