Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Week 47 Sickness and Tender Mercies

Hi there family, friends, and rabid fans!

Well, another P-Day is here and I sit in a Ciber in Tocopilla with a broken keyboard to regale (did not spell that right) you all with tales of adventures.

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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