Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Chestnuts roastin on an open fire, baptism fills you with a new desire

December 17, 2013
I love my tiny live Christmas tree! You should've been there to see my reaction when we got home and saw it on our porch. I about woke up the whole complex screaming I LOVE CHRISTMAS THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE THE CHURCH IS TRUE etc. 
Also I got the winter wear package, which was perfectly timed and has been keeping me snug for tracting all week. And I got the one at the mission office, and a big one that says "Don't open till Christmas". Also the Dunford family sent me the cutest ever package that I wasn't sure if I was supposed to save for Christmas, but I'm so glad I opened it because it significantly improved the quality of my life. Think tiny Christmas treats and notebooks all wrapped in little baggies with bows. I am so spoiled. 

Sorry I didn't have time to email last week! I was writing our zone's skit for the Christmas party and then before I knew it my computer was timed out and I never got to send what I wrote.

News:
1. transfers today- I stay with my girls for another 7 weeks, but all our bestest friends in the zone have been scattered far and wide which has caused exceeding tears and distress. We've had the most dope crew this past transfer and we've gotten so close with each other, and it's sad to think it'll never be like it was again. My companionship is lucky enough that we have bigger boundaries than most, so we'll be able to see our friends while we're teaching cambodians in their areas. But we won't be all reunited as a crew until September 2015 when the last of us are home. Still though, we're pretty lucky- this has been a heartbreaking transfer for some, with many going clear across the mission and having to spend Christmas after only a week in a brand-new area with strangers. Transfers are so tough sometimes!
2. I usually make lunch every week for our Wednesday district meetings. There's 12-14 in our district, depending on if the zone leaders come (they switch-off every other week). Some weeks I'm way elaborate, like steak and potatoes and lion house rolls. One time for zone meeting I asked every person what meal they missed from home and then made everyone their own separate lunch. There's 2 districts in our zone and most everyone is either an elder or a sister with the appetite of an elder. That one took forever. Anyway, this picture is from the time I decided to try to create a griddle on the church stove to cook pancakes on. It worked really well, at least the pancakes were delicious, but then unfortunately it melted the bottom of the pan and so the stove and the pan were ruined. 


Don't ever listen to anyone who says a mission is a sacrifice. It's not. You're giving up nothing compared to what you get in return. The investigators and less-actives I've worked with here have absolutely changed my life. I am a better person, a better missionary, and a better Christian because of the experiences I've had here, and I'm not even half-done. If you're thinking about going on a mission, stop thinking. Just go. You will never regret that decision, and you'll spend everyday thanking your heavenly father for trusting you enough to serve and teach his children.

I've been in the WA-TAC 29 weeks, and the church is true here too!

-Sister McQuivey

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