Baby Week

Hello sweet family!

 

What an exciting week with all the babies!! It seemed like every where I looked this week I saw a baby. It stings a little, not being able to hold and kiss the new little babes, but I'm happy to be here and help other become eternal families like we have. I got the package today!!!! And laughed and cried through the whole thing. :) I got really excited when Scott started playing the guitar, I thought he would sing to me...but I was jipped. Still happy for the song though. Kid, you totally owe me a letter. And it was SO good to see everyone's faces and listen to them! Charley is such a little lady!!! That's the first time I've seen her walk...it's a little sassy, just like her. :) Skylar and Alaina are just so beautiful, I can't get over it!!! We have the cutest kiddos. :) Can't wait to see them in such a short time, in reality. I think of the year I have left...and then I think of the months I've been here...and it's starting to freak me out. Time is flying and soon it'll feel like I never even left.

 

This last Monday and Tuesday, it took me a bit to get back into the game. I was pretty wrapped up in the idea of missing out on family stuff and the new babes. So I was a little tender. Well it took some strength to get up and just get going. But as I went through the days this week and focused on one thing at a time, other than myself, I felt lighter. It's amazing how when you focus on others, even during your own personal struggles, your own burdens become light. I learned something very special this week about honesty. When I pray, I try not to complain. Because I know I should be so grateful for everything. Truth is, learning Spanish is hard, having your investigators not answer the door even when you hear them home is hard, and working all day and sometimes not getting enough sleep and having to get up at 6:30 anyways is really hard. Because well...I'm really not a morning person, surprise. And I've been trying to not complain about how frustrated I am sometimes. Especially in prayers because I don't want to seem ungrateful. But silly silly Hna. Florence. Heavenly Father already knows that I'm having hard time. He knows what exactly is going on. But although He knows, it's so vital that we tell Him. So what I really learned is that the beginning of spirituality is honesty. Until we are honest with ourselves and the Lord, especially about what we are doing, have done, and need, we do not allow God to work with us.  As long as we are lying to ourselves and to God about our situation, we eliminate truth from our lives. And God is light and truth. However, once we decide to be honest and accept the truth of our situation, God will begin to heal us and give us the light that dispels the darkness in our lives. The more honest we can be, the more we will dispel darkness from our lives and the more joy we will have. I invite you to be more honest this week with yourself and with God. Be positive and have faith. I know that God will help you as you open up to Him and honestly recognize where you need His help. I am accepting that I am having a hard time with some things. And I really need His help. It's truly the only way I'll become better out of situations. I know that Heavenly Father is so loving. He wants to hear from us, more than anything! And He wants the whole truth. He already knows it, but there comes spiritual strength from admiting it and moving forward with faith that He will come to the rescue.

 

I love y'all and am so grateful for everyone. I'm grateful for the package that was sent and the sweet little videos that I can watch. I love everyone of you and am so grateful we have the opportunity to be together forever.

 

One quick funny story about my spanglish... The other day in a lesson with Rosa Marrufo, I was sharing a personal experience. The Spirit was really strong and I was pretty intot he story. And out of no where comes my gringa...and I say "because" in a Spanish accent... Oh my life. I would have kept going but Rosa noticed and started laughing really loud. Pretty embarrassing. But it's a fun story to tell now. I'm in this weird libo still of Spanglish. I'll think of a ord in Spanish better than English. And I talk like a Spanish-hick. Someone please save me.

 

Well again, I'm sending lots of love to all!!

 

Love,

Hermana Florence