Well, here we are writing another email to Y'all. This week actually flew by. On Sunday we had choir practice for about an hour in the evening. When it was over we headed straight to dinner and left our bags in the gym - we were gonna grab them once dinner was over. After dinner, there was going to be a fireside, so we walked back into the gym and there was a couple practicing their song for the fireside. Being the kids we are, we all sat down on the bleachers on the top floor. Once they finished their song we ran down the bleachers to grab our bags and head back to our dorm to take a nap. Out of the blue, this super old dude stops us and hands us usher badges and says he needs us to help usher people into the fireside. He made it seem like we didn't have a choice and told us to follow him down the hallway where he gave us our usher assignment. It was actually the funniest thing ever! Elder Mitch and I were just laughing the whole time he was giving us assignments cause we couldn't believe what we saw. We've all always wanted to be an usher though, it felt good to boss people around for 20 minutes. Since we ushered we got to sit on the second row right behind the girls who were going to be performing their song. It was a blessing we got to watch the fireside so close to the front so we wouldn't fall asleep. We even made it on the big screen. I am no longer Elder Rich, so feel free to call me Usher Rich.
The MTC really feels like groundhog day mixed with prison. We do the same thing every day. Add in another 6 hours of language classes and 3 hours of language study in there too. Preparation days really are the best mainly because we don't have class, and of course, because we get to go to the temple also. I feel like every time I leave the campus people just stare at me because I’m a missionary. We got to teach an Investigator (which I’m almost positive she was an actor) a couple times this week in Spanish. Elder Flake and I prepared a great lesson and when we got to talking, I swear my brain shut off and it was like I didn't know a lick of Spanish. We got assigned a girl named Andrea who Elder Flake and I will be teaching the next couple of weeks. She is from Spain and moved to the United States to learn English. She thinks there are a prominent amount of Mormons where she lives and she'd like to learn more about their religion. We'll see how it goes I guess.
This week I realized how hard a mission really is. It's been especially difficult this week because my abs hurt so bad from Elder Mitch making me laugh. He is probably the funniest kid I’ve ever met. Spanish is kicking my butt, the amount of Spanish they expect you to learn is crazy. I also realized how much I miss my family and my comfortable bed. Missions really are super awesome, and aside from the difficulties, I know my mission isn't for just for me. It is for the people the Lord is preparing for me to serve in Ecuador.
I hope everybody has a good week.
Love Usher Rich
 |
| Your ushers |
 |
| Ian's district |
 |
| haircuts |
 |
| Doughnuts from Nan |
 |
| Living proof of the gross MTC food |
No comments:
Post a Comment