bad if this one ends up boring. Haha sorry if all of these emails are
boring. This is sad I really don't have anything to say.
I went on exchanges this week with a missionary who is even newer
than me, which means that her Spanish is even worse. It was really
neat to see how much my Spanish has grown since I left Mexico. Even
though sometimes I had a little bit of hard time understanding some of
the Spanish that day, it was a wonderful day. It was really neat, this
one lady was venting to me in Spanish and crying and I could not
understand almost anything she was saying. I was praying really hard
that God would help me understand, and he did :) It was different from
any answer that I've ever had before. When I tried to understand the
Spanish it was difficult to follow but I caught some stuff, and when I
focused even harder on her face my heart could understand perfectly
what she was saying. It was a very neat experience.
I had this thing called "8 Week" *cue the epic terror music* in
which I had to teach in front of our mission president, in Spanish,
but it went really well. I learned SO MUCH that day my brain was tired
by 1:00 pm. And they fed us lunch that day and I ate two feet of
subway sandwich.
This week I also played a lot of piano. And I mean a LOT of piano.
One day we were teaching a lesson to this lady who has been
investigating for like 8 years and we were doing it using the piano.
And I was the only one who somewhat plays the piano. Trying to play it
before we started it was really bad. By really bad, I mean really bad.
Then when it was time to start I played all four songs without messing
up once. God gave me a miracle. But playing the piano this week really
made me think. I remember two years ago struggling to plunk out a
note. So with hard work God turned me into a pianist. I hope one day
(sooner than later haha if you know what I mean) God will do the same
thing with my Spanish. Truly, when we put in our effort our God makes
amazing symphonies out of us, his not finely tuned instruments.
We had temple tours again last week, which was neat because this
week we have been working on changing how we teach the plan of
salvation (or God's plan for us about where we come from, why we're
here and here we're going) to make it more effective. As I have been
studying it I have been thinking about the temple is really God's plan
for us. It's not baptism, it's not church attendance, instead all of
those things are smaller goals that help us get to the temple. I know
the temple is the house of God, and that only there can our families
be together forever. I am grateful for that large, beautiful, white
building, and that my family CAN and WILL be together forever. I know
that our families are really what the plan of God is really about.
I love you guys a whole lot and I hope that all of you are doing
excellent :) thank you all for being part of my family :)
-Hna Madison McCurdy
Ps. These are me and my friends and a statue of the Savior.
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