Transfer From MTC
Hello family and friends,
I don't have very long this
week because we are trying to make it to dinner on time. We've had so
much to get done today with the temple, and running, and packing, and
getting things set up to leave tomorrow, and laundry. It's been a busy
busy day. So sorry this is coming a bit late.
For those who haven't heard yet, I've been reassigned to the Salt
Lake City South Mission. I know what yall are thinking... That Stinks!
But I'm actually really excited about it. Yes I was surprised at first
but I'm going with Hermana Leavitt and with an elder in my district
that was also called to Rosario. And guess what, the Elder is from West
Jordan. Yes, he's going to the mission that he lives in. Weird
right? After I heard that I didn't feel bad. There's a reason we're
all going there and I'm so excited to get out and teach! And I've only
been in the MTC for 9 days! That has to be some sort of record. 9 days
for a non-native spanish speaker going spanish speaking? I feel
blessed but way overwhelmed.
So this week started off really badly. Hermana Leavitt and I
taught Jean (our teacher, brother Johnson) on monday morning and we came
out thinking it went alright. But then the other Hermanas in the group
taught him and came out telling us all sorts of things that made us
feel super bad. But the day got better when we taught out TRC
investigator, Hely. And then that night we had class with Brother
Andersen and he wanted Hermana Leavitt and I to practice starting a
lesson out with him. So we went into another room and practiced and it
went wonderfully well and then he added at the end that sometimes we may
think we didn't teach very well, but if we felt the spirit, the
investigator will understand and continue to progress. And I started
bawling. I don't even know why and it was super embarrassing. And then
we told him about our experience with Jean and he just starting
teaching us and lifting our spirits and told us stories from his
mission. I don't know how long we were in that room but when we came
out I felt like a new missionary. Since then, I haven't compared my
progress with the other missionaries and I feel so much better. I've
seen my own progress and that's been enough for me this week. Our
teachers really are the best. I'm sad to leave them. Last night we had
our last lesson with Brother Andersen and during our closing prayer he
prayed for Hermana Leavitt, Elder Lopez, and I individually and thanked
heavenly father for our strengths. That man sure can make me cry. I'll
send pictures that we took on my next p-day.
Tuesday night devotional was amazing and so was the movie we saw
sunday night, The Character of Christ by Elder Bednar. I wish I could
stay here to learn more and to hear more devotionals! But again, I'm
excited to teach real investigators and change their lives for the
better.
Yesterday we had in field orientation all day long. I learned a
lot but it sure was boring. We practiced street contacting and getting
refferals and helping members. And we watched a cheesy play at the
end. I feel bad saying this, but it definitely wasn't my favorite day.
Can you believe I'm leaving tomorrow? I sure can't! I'm taking
the train up there too and I'm the travel leader of our little group.
There's an elder from the other district in our zone that's going up
wednesday, but that's his permanent mission so that's why he has to
wait. The rest of us are visa waiters. Mom, it was good talking to
you. Thanks for all the support I've received! I love every letter and
every package. And my district also loves every package haha. I don't
think dearelder is free for salt lake but please don't let that stop
you from sending me letters! It will soon be free again when I get to
Argentina! And I have high hopes that I'll be there soon. After all,
Santa Fe's waiting for me and it won't forget me and it will let me come
and stay. Yes, that song's still stuck in my head.
Funny moment of the week, an elder in our district named Elder
Carillo thought he lost the key to his room. He couldn't find it in the
classroom or in his room and we don't go anywhere else so he was really
worried. And then it came time for gym time and while he was working
out he told his companions he had to get a rock out of his shoe. He
found his key! Ok so it doesn't seem that funny now, but it was. And
there's been a lot of funny stories since. Oh well, maybe I'll have a
real funny one later.
Love you all! And dad, please update my salt lake address under
the tab at the top called "contacting me". I REALLY want letters
because they help me get through the day.
Love,
Hermana Borup
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