Showing posts with label My District. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My District. Show all posts

Monday, October 21, 2013

Things I never thought I would do on my mission...

We made cinnamon French toast this morning! Delicioso (Delicious). :D

Hola familia y amigos queridos,

I have been richly blessed to remain in Montecristo with Hermana Gonzalez and Hermana Winters for another six weeks. The three of us were overjoyed to hear the news, because we will be able to see two major fruits of much labor...

WE`RE GOING TO HAVE A WEDDING! AND a baptism! On the SAME DAY! There is no way I can express in a carta how much joy I feel to write these words. Hna R. and her niece are getting baptized!

The rest of the work is going well. This cambio marked an interesting change in all the mission. We now have full-time missionaries in Montecristo whose main focus is to reactivate less-active members. The new movement is called the rescate, and I`m super excited to see what milagros will happen as a result of this inspired change.

Hnas G, W and I are still `regular` missionaries with the same focus as before, on finding new people to teach and baptize, but our area has doubled. President wrote in his letter this week, and I`ve felt the same, that something big is coming for this mission. We are going to see even more milagros than we have already, and I can`t wait!

I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY. Don`t worry about me. The Lord takes care of me, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Truer things have never been spoken.

Time. :P

Con mucho amor, Hermana Henrie

The zone leaders chartered a microbus to take us to President`s house last Monday for our super p-day! Hooray zona Ilopango!

My companions and I with the view from President`s house in the background. He lives close to the temple and a volcano.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Plan B & C


Hola familia and amigos queridos!

We had a crazy week. Crazy meaning lots of plan A`s fell through and we ran around accomplishing plan B`s and C`s. Saturday in particular was very busy. On Friday night during daily planning, Hna Gonzalez, Hna Winters and I planned to clean the patio of a member`s home Saturday morning. Then the zone leaders called and said we were having a zone service activity painting a children`s hospital, so we scratched out our plans and put theirs. Saturday morning we all arrived at the children`s hospital to find out the member that had all the paint wasn`t home and the hospital didn`t need any more help other than with that. Everyone split up except for the Hnas and I, Hnas Bowers and Walstrohm who live in our casa with us, and our district leader and his companion, Èlderes Best y Teyul. It was with this group that we went to the member`s house and cleaned their patio after all. I love this member family. They`ve been a huge help in la obra misional, inviting their friends to noches de hogar, going teaching with us, to do. They`re an example to me of selfless service.

After that, we had a ward mission activity where we opened the capilla for guided tours. Each organization (Young Women, Young Men, Relief Society, Priesthood, Primary) decorated inside the room they meet in on Sundays and explained their organization to the people we (the missionaries) brought. It was amazing to see the unidad del barrio as they set up their rooms and bore their testimonies about the inspired organizations of this Church. We had several investigators and less active members attend.

After the activity, we went teaching as usual. We did a lot more standing on Saturday than we usually do, and all three of us slept like rocks that night.

Last night we had one of the most spiritual family home evenings (noches de hogar) I`ve ever had. We met with la familia Parada, and we did not follow our preplanned lesson por nada. Hna Winters felt what we had planned wasn`t what they needed in that moment and on the fly shared a scripture about how the Lord strengthens His people in their trials. The Spirit came immediately, boom!, one of the strongest times I`ve ever felt it. We asked the family how they had felt the Lord`s support and bore our testimonies about how He has strengthened us in our own lives. It was a beautiful experience.

The Lord has taken good care of us this week. We have cambios (transfers) on Wednesday. We`re all terrified we`re going to leave. I had no idea cambios were such a big deal, but I think my companions have run through every possible speculation. haha by this point, I just want la reunion de cambios to be over. I know President Glazier will put me where I need to be. I have complete trust in the Lord even though I don`t want to leave this area. But I don`t like speculating about an uncertain future. Drives me crazy... whoopee.

I know Christ lives. I know every trial and difficulty that we experience has a purpose, that God doesn`t allow His children to suffer needlessly. I know that He is always there with an outstretched hand, more than ready to strengthen and help us if we only ask. It`s important to remember, sometimes He provides a solution to our problems when we pray for help and sometimes He only consoles us and guides us to find our own solutions. (What better way to learn?) But He is always, ALWAYS there.

Con mucho amor (with much love), your missionary (and His),
Jessica

The inside of our fridge. My food is on the bottom right. :) Fatten up before the mission, my foot. Haha I don`t starve por nada.


At Pizza Hut with her Zone

Monday, September 9, 2013

Goodbye Mexico, Hello El Salvador


Q & A with Mom:

 Q. How long has Hermana Gonzalez (Jessica's trainer) been on her mission? How old is she? Is she patient with you? What is she like?
A. Hna. Gonzalez has been out one year. She´s from Guatemala, 22, and is VERY patient with me. Hna Gonzalez is Guatemalan and has been out a year. She has truly grown to love the people in this country, especially those in Montecristo. She´s a good example for me. Most people are extremely polite to us, even when they´re not interested.

 Q. Where is your area?
 A. Actually, I am in Montecristo! The areas are named for the wards in which we serve, so for me it´s Montecristo I. We live in the Colonia Santa Lucia. Yes, I really do feel completely safe. Hna. Gonzalez knows this area well, and as we walk all around it from noon to 8:30 p.m., it seems to be pretty quiet. We stick to the well-lit streets.

 Q. Do you have any investigators you are teaching? How do you find new people to teach?
 A. Yes, we have lots of investigators we´re teaching! Our biggest challenge is helping them keep their commitments and finding new people. The biggest way we find new people is through street contacting, where we talk with people on the street and explain our purpose and a little bit of our message. Sometimes, if they don´t look busy, we get out our folletos (what´s folleto in íngles?... oh, pamphlets) and explain the first two or three pages of The Restoration pamphlet. My mission is testing a new method of teaching for the Church Missionary Department where we only use the photos in the folleto to teach. We start with the image of Christ holding a lamb on the front cover, move to a picture of a family followed by a painting of ancient prophets. I LOVE this method of teaching and I really wish I had learned it in the Centro de Capacitación Misional (CCM). It is very helpful in helping me narrow down our message to the basics of what people need to know, and I think it´s more interactive and interesting for the people, too. Of course we´re always encouraged to follow the Spirit and listen closely to what our contact is saying so we can know what they need. In that way, we can recognize people´s needs and really give them something useful and applicable to their life. I testify the gospel can help anyone in any circumstance. I´m seeing it being done here. We don´t knock doors unless someone has referred us to a specific house. We never knock on just random doors. 

Q. How are you doing with Spanish?
A. Spanish is hard. Usually, I feel comfortable speaking. It´s understanding what people say back to me that´s the problem. :) I understand about 90 percent of what Hna. G says, I understood about 50 percent of church and what people say during lessons, but I only understand about 10 percent of what is said to me on the street. For this reason, street contacting is my biggest challenge right now. Hermana Winters is my third companion. She was in the CCM in México with me but not in my same district, so I haven´t really gotten to know her until now. She´s very sharp. She didn´t speak any Spanish before the CCM, but here we are six weeks later and she usually understands more than I do when we´re on the street. Her example, and the high bar that Hna G is setting for us, motivate me to work harder.

Q. What are you eating? Will you do your own laundry?
A. We go to a cocinera for lunch every day except Sunday and preparation day (today!), who so far has made pupusas (DELICIOUS), rice and gravy, chicken, tortillas and potatoes. She´s super nice. She has two children and is a member of our ward, Montecristo I. She will also wash our clothes for us this week. We pay her for her services, but really it´s a pleasure to just visit her house. The abuela of the family also lives with them.

Q. What is the ward/branch like there?
A. The members of Montecristo I are super willing to help us with the obra misional! In the past week, we´ve had three or four members of the ward go street contacting with us.

Q. Are you experiencing culture shock?
A. Actually, there isn´t much culture shock. The general feeling on the street is similar to Utah and BYU. Strangers greet strangers with a friendly, "buenos días/tardes/noches," "buenas," or "vaya bien," which Hna. G explained as similar to "take care!" I don´t have any problem with either being greeted or greeting people I don´t know.

Q. What is the weirdest thing you have to get used to?
A. It is an adjustment to greet the women we know with a kiss on the cheek. I hope I covered up my initial awkwardness okay. It´s coming more naturally now. I like the tradition a lot. Thankfully, as missionaries, we don´t greet any men with a kiss on the cheek. Not even hugs - only handshakes. :)

If you want to know what El Salvador is like, step into the bathroom right after Tyler (or Sara, if this is one of my college friends reading this) has showered. When we first stepped out of the air-conditioned airport, my glasses fogged up right away. It´s hot and steamy. But you get used to it. I don´t notice it anymore.

I shower with lukewarm water from a bucket. We have a shower, but the shower head is broken, so hence the bucket. It´s not a problem. I kind of like it. We probably save a lot of water.

I cooked dinner for us one night this week. Hna. Gonzalez made tortillas with beans and cheese for Hna W and I our first night with her, which was Wednesday after transfers meeting and working hard that afternoon, but my attempt to emulate her skills ended up being a little more interesting. One of our roommates, Hermana Bowers of the USA (companion Hna Wohlstrom of Peru), saw my tortillas and remarked, "Oh... bien creativas." We ate them anyway. ("Bien" also means "really," by the way. Salvadorenos use it all the time. I never learned it until now)

During the day, Hermana Winters and I follow Hna G around everywhere, very closely, when we´re out on the street. I feel like a duckling trailing behind its mother. I usually have very little idea of where we are, but I ´m learning as Hna. G teaches. It helped when I realized we mostly just walk around in circles every day, combing our designated area for people that might be interested in hearing our message about Jesus Christ, looking for opportunities to help people and rushing to teaching appointments.

One of my favorite activities we do besides service is holding Family Home Evenings. We´ve had some good ones this week. :)

On Saturday we had a service project where we cut the grass around a gazebo within a residential area and we cut the grass with machetes. It takes a lot of muscle. The hnas and I got blisters.



 There are dogs everywhere. But whoever told me the dogs wouldn´t be cute was wrong. Every one is cute. I see many that remind me of Z, Tippy, Lacey, and how I imagine Milo to be. There are cats too, but not nearly as many. One of the members we visited has two.

I love you all. I pray for you. Yes, you! Also, thank you so much for the letters you sent me in the CCM.

Sorry I can´t write you individually right now.

Hermana Henrie

The flight to El Salvador. I felt like we were flying through heaven. It was beautiful.


President Glazier took us to the temple right after he picked us up from the airport. It`s not in our mission, but I've been told we`ll be able to go at least once in our mission with special permission from Presidente

Monday, September 2, 2013

Saying Goodbye

Hola,

 I don´t have much time, so I´ll make this as brief as I can.

 I´m so lucky to have so much support from my family and friends. Almost every letter includes advice for when things get hard, and I´m grateful for that too. Here´s my advice for when things get hard in YOUR lives: rely on the Lord. You do this by asking Him for strength and wisdom to know how best to make it through and by trusting that He knows what He is doing. He is God, all-knowing and all-powerful, but also our loving Father in Heaven. He wants what is best for us.

We had mission field training on Friday. Longest day of my life. haha There´s a lot to remember about being a missionary, but pretty soon it will just become my life.

Thanks for the prayers, I can feel them. I felt at peace yesterday, which was our last day together as a CCM district. We´ve grown to love one another like a family, and many tears were shed as we sang goodbye hymns in Spanish. Elder Sumsion gave me a priesthood blessing of comfort, which was a sweet experience. 

But possibly the sweetest goodbye happened this morning. Hna Taufoou´s companion, Hna. Watkins (who is going to Arizona on her mission) left at 3 am this morning. Hna Broadhead and I spent the night in their casa so we could spend more time with Hna Watkins and also so we could be Hna Taufoou´s companions after Hna. Watkins left. We decided last night that we were all going to get up at 2:30 with Hna. Watkins and walk her to meet the bus, and so we did. But as we were walking to meet the bus, Hna. B suddenly looked back into the dark street and said, "Is that our district?"

We all looked back, and sure enough, there were Elders Edson, Davis, Wareham and Elowitt running toward us in shorts and T-shirts. None of them will leave until tomorrow and Wednesday. The only reason they got up so early was so they could be there for Hna. Watkins and tell her goodbye. This act of sacrifice and love really touched me. Most of the people in our district also wrote one another goodbye letters. My stack of letters is in my backpack. I will read them on the way to the airport. I have honestly had THE best district here, and I am so grateful to have met them all.

Hnas Broadhead and Watkins are already planning are district reunion when we get back in two years. I can´t wait to hear everyone´s stories about the people they met and how their lives changed while they´ve been on their missions. I know my life has changed. I am not the same person who entered the CCM. I have the same personality, but I think I´ve matured a lot spiritually, even in just six short weeks. I am quicker to change, to align my will with God´s, and I have a strong desire to be the best missionary I can be.

I love you all!
Hermana Henrie
saying goodbye to Graigry

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Commencing week five... Wait. Five? Week FIVE?

Hola familia y amigos,
Hna. Broadhead´s and my roommates left this week for Honduras and El Salvador. We can hardly believe they´re gone. It feels like yesterday that we arrived at the CCM and asked which week they were in. They responded, "Week three," and we thought that was so "old." Now we´re the ones who will be (probably) getting new roommates, tonight, and we´re on week five! So weird.

Jessica and Hermana Broadhead with their roommates, Hermana Elms and Hermana Curtis.

 Jessica and Hermana B with Hermana Israelsen, who is now on her way to Chicago.

This week hasn´t been as eventful as some past ones, but I´m drudging up some stories from my journal. Let´s see... oh, yes... President Pratt is the president of the CCM, and when I first met him during the CCM orientation meetings, I was super intimidated by him. Actually, whenever he´s standing at a pulpit, he´s kind of intimidating, but this week I met him face-to-face, and I know there could be no better man for the job of whipping a bunch of gringo missionaries into shape than him. He´s super strong in the faith and only comes across as intimidating because he wants us misioneros to listen when he tries to teach us how to be good missionaries. He and his wife are amazing. He came into our aula (classroom) one night as we were singing our closing hymn, "Be Thou Humble" en español. He entered silently, opened his hymnbook to the appropriate page and sang the last verse of the song with us. The Spirit in the room really got a boost when he walked into the room, and I felt love and appreciation for him in his calling for perhaps the first time. (He really can be intimidating.) After the hymn, he knelt and prayed with us, and then shook our hands and bade us each a good night. The CCM is in good hands.


On Sunday "movie night," one of the videos we watched was "Finding Faith in Christ." We used to watch that movie all the time on Sundays as a family, so it was nice to see it again here in the CCM. It was like a little piece of home. I wonder if we´ll watch "Testaments" sometime. That one is a Sunday family favorite too. I love Sunday "movie night." It, along with the devotionals we watch on Sundays and Tuesdays, are a good way to get spiritually renewed and remind ourselves why we´re out here, why we decided to volunteer to leave home for 18-24 months and be missionaries for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Which reason is because we love God, we believe this is His work, and we want to share what we know about the purpose of life and how we can live with God and our families again after we die, forever. When we remember our purpose, two years doesn´t seem like a long time. If anything, it doesn´t feel long enough. I will already be forever changed because of my experiences here, and I know I have barely tasted what is to come. I´m so excited for these next two weeks in the CCM, and beyond.

 District Volleyball Game:

 How I wash my clothes:

Just Kidding! There's a lavadora.

Something that brings me joy: Hna. Watkins and I found a piano. Here we are playing "Poor Wayfaring Man", her right hand, me left hand. Like Bethany and I did.

 Waiting to get haircuts in the peluquería. I didn´t understand the lady as well as I would have liked, but part of that may have been my typical ignorance of hair-related vocabulary, even in English.  (This picture was taken before the haircuts)

We had two élderes latinos hang out with our district (District 5C) yesterday. Everyone in their district had already left for the mission field, and they needed a class to attend on their last day in the CCM. I didn´t think much of it when Elders Evans and Lopez first entered our aula yesterday morning and explained they were going to hang out with us, but they turned out to have quite an influence on us norteamericanos. Their attitude of service impressed me first, when during companionship study they offered to pretend to be investigators so some of the companionships could roleplay and practice teaching. Then Hermana Arbon asked them to give us a kind of workshop on asking inspired questions during lessons. I already had learned how valuable questions can be during a lesson, to get people really thinking about what you´re saying, and to help you form the lesson around their needs and interests. But it´s not so easy to put into practice. You want to ask deep questions, but not any that are too personal, and sometimes it´s hard to think of a good question in the moment. Elder Evans and Elder Lopez reiterated a little about how useful questions are in lessons and then proceeded to work with us one-on-one.

Elder Evans worked with Hna. B and I. We shared a scripture about Christ´s Atonement from the book of Third Nephi with him and then just asked question after question. We asked maybe four questions before we ran out of ideas. Elder Evans smiled at us and asked in Spanish, "Why don´t you share your testimonies about Jesus Christ and give me a commitment?" We seized the lifeline and shared our feelings about Christ and His Atonement (Expiación) but couldn´t think of anything to commit him to do. Elder Evans just smiled at us again and told us good job (we were out of time). He and Elder Lopez really seemed comfortable teaching and asking questions. I told Hna. B I want to go to THEIR classes. I was only half-joking. This morning we walked into the aula to find Elder Evans and Elder Lopez left us a thank-you note on the whiteboard. I know they´ll be great missionaries; their hearts are definitely in the right place.

The next three pictures were taken by Hermana Taufoou, a sister in Jessica's district.

 The Latin Elders pictured here are Elder Evans (the taller one) and Elder Lopez (the shorter one).



Scripture of the week is my mission scripture, D&C 6:36, where the Lord is talking to Joseph Smith: "Look unto me in every thought; doubt not, fear not." When I think of it, I think to myself, I´m trying! I invite you all to do the same. Be grateful for your blessings and trust that the Lord has a plan for your life. Trials and challenges, as well as happy times, are part of it. They´re experiences that will help us grow. Until next week!

Hermana Henrie

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

CCM District

From a letter dated August 6, 2013

We have the BEST district.  Everyone gets along pretty well, and I think we're all mostly at the same level of Spanish speaking.  There are two other hermanas, which I gather is a bit unusual (most people I talk to say they only have one companionship of hermanas in their district), but for whom I'm very grateful. We were all fast friends.  Besides them, Hna B and I, we have six elderes, so ten of us in total. It's the perfect number for an intensive language-learning and gospel-learning class, if you ask me.

These are their names and hopefully you'll be able to match faces with names on your own, because I don't remember who was standing where in the picture:

From Utah: Hna. Watkins, va a Arizona, blond hair, blue eyes
From Idaho: Hna Taufoou, va a Nicaragua, dark hair, dark eyes
From Utah: E. Davis, va a San Diego, short brown hair, big crooked smile
From Michigan: E. Wareham, va a Las Vegas, dark hair and eyes, tan skin
From Utah: E. Edson, va a Tejas, dirty blond hair, brown eyes
From California: E. Elowitt, va a Washington state, dark hair, blue? eyes, always in a suit coat
From Arizona: Hna. Broadhead, va a El Salvador San Salvador East! Red hair, blue eyes
From Utah: E. Sumsion, va a New Jersey, blond hair, brown eyes, shortish
From New Mexico: E. Cutler, va a South Carolina, glasses, brown hair
and me of course.