This week had a bunch of ups and downs. The week started out super great. P-Day, planning of Skype calls, Tuesday
we had intercambios with the Hermana Leaders, and they came here to
Tocopilla. I was with Hna Carabine, and she only has one cambio is the
mission more than I do and had completed a year in the mission.... So if
the time isn't smacking me in the face right now (I complete 11 months tomorrow).
We had a great day with teaching a lot of lessons and finding new
investigators. I was just filled with love this day. Realizing that I
could really speak Spanish, I can communicate with these amazing people
in their own language and help them to know that God loves them more
than they know or can understand here in this world.
This
is something that I have really experienced more than anything her in
the mission, just knowing that we as humans only have a limited amount of
love that we can feel, but as a gift, God bestows moments where we are
so filled with love for the world, for a person, for our families, that
we cannot express it. Where all we just want to do is drop to our knees
and pray wordlessly, thanking God for our lives here on this planet.
I love the feeling of love.
Then
Wednesday we went to Antofagasta because Hna Challco needed to have
some dental work done. Let me just say, not being racist or countriest.
But I am so grateful to have grown up in the United States with good
Dental care. They looked in her mouth, and showed us with a camera, and
there are many problems. It hurt me to look at her mouth..... She is
going to have to go back 3 or more times to do progressive root canals
on 2 different teeth. She has another infection in another tooth because
whatever dentist did it didn't finish it. She has a fake tooth that is
only temporary that falls out sometimes so he had to glue that back in ,
and then he had to remove a tooth right there on the spot because of
how infected it was. And she has to have another tooth pulled another
day.... Poor Hna Challco.
We made it back to Tocopilla Thursday
in the morning, planned for the next week and ate lunch. Or I tried to
eat lunch I was not feeling good at all. We went out and proselyted, but
as soon as we finished everything for the night I started throwing up.
Friday
I was super sick. And made worse by the fact that Hna Challco told me
that it was all in my head and that I needed to work to feel better.
.... So that is a great boost to self esteem. We ended up doing
divisions because I could not work. SO a member stayed in the apartment
with me and Hna Challco went to proselyte. I was miserable.
Saturday, basically a repeat of Friday.
I was miserable again. And the nurse and President Dalton told me to go
to the hospital. So I went. They looked at me, ran some tests and I
have a pretty big infection that they think may have spread to my
kidneys. Nothing life threatening, just painful and annoying and
miserable. SO I was with bed rest Saturday.
Sunday
I made it to church because a member gave us a ride. But we had to
leave early because I couldnt sit up anymore. And I had to go to the
house of a member to sit because we couldnt find anyone to stay with me
in the apartment. Luckily it was my favorite family here in Tocopilla.
And they are both returned missionaries with a little girl. So they
understood exactly how I was feeling. It was nice to be understood and
looked after.
And here we are today. I am
feeling better, and I have been able to eat more today and Im trying to
rehydrate myself. I have no strength, but according to the mission nurse
and Hna Challco, and the inner missionary, I have to try to go out and
work tonight. And tomorrow I go back to he hospital to see if the things they gave me are working.
But
I am fine. Sort of miserable naseaus and achy, but not dying. My spirit
suffered a little this weekend too. It is amazing that we can be flying
on Cloud 9 at the beginning of the week and Satan can hit you just
when you are feeling the strongest.
So stay
strong all of you. Bulid spiritual muscles every day, and never leave the
house, without spiritual armor. We never know when Satan will attack.
I love you all. I'm going to finish this email because I never realized how much energy typing takes.
Love you. Stay strong. Stay happy. Change lives. Start by changing yours if that is what is needed.
Hna Randall
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