Week #2:
"Buenas Tardes!
Ok
so my pdays are weird and so the last time I wrote was Thursday, like a
few days ago but there is still so much that has happened and some
things I forgot to say last week, so here we go.
SMALL WORLD
Ok
it really is such a small world. I would always hear my friends that
went to the Provo MTC say oh I saw this person and this person and this
person here but I was like, dang, like Im going to a whole different
country, I wont know anyone, which was true at first, but it turns out,
as I talk to everyone more, we have some mutual friends and its so fun
to talk about. It really is a blessing to. A lot of the missionaries
that I came to the CCM with are from Utah and somehow we know some of
the same people! Like, ok my companion, Hermana Phippen KNOWS SHAYLA
SMOOT!! like, mom, please tell Grandma that. She was really good friends
with here at school and they lived next door to each other, how crazy
is that?!? So yeah, it really is a small world after all.
EVERYTHING IS CORNBREAD
Ok
this is mostly just funny, but everything we have here is corn bread.
haha the cupcakes are cornbread, the cake is cornbread, and the
cornbread is cornbread...its so funny! Sometimes we have so strange food
here at the CCM. They like to serve for dessert lots of jello and like
different colored jello inside other jello...its really weird. Oh and I
eat rice. Every day. Like at least once if not twice a day...but I like
rice so its okay.
THE CHURCH IS STILL TRUE EVEN IF YOU GET HIVES
Ok.
So, on Friday we actually got to go out proselyting and it was way
scary but also really awesome! Like, this was not some fake activity
where we talk with our teachers, no. We went outside the gates of the
CCM and talked to real Colombians..It was terrifying but also really
great. The first guy we talked to talked way fast and we just kind of
stood there nodding like yeah, okay, uh huh, yep. And while we were
doing this there were some dogs like running around us and brushing up
against us and I didnt really think anything of it but then once we got
back to the CCM I looked down at my legs and the sides were covered in
hives...yeah, I got some medicine from Hermana DuVall and they went away
after like a day but yeah...first day out and I get hives...but don't
worry, the church is still true!
ANYONE HERE?
Ok
so all the Latins and some of the Nortes (North Americans) left last
night at like 2 am to go to their missions and the Elders that I came
here with were all at immigration so it was literally just us 6 Hermanas
here in the CCM...and it was really strange..super quiet.
YOU THINK DRIVING IN UTAH IS BAD...
Ok,
no matter what you say, Utah drivers are no where near as bad as
drivers in Colombia. THEY ARE CRAZY. They cut people off all the time
and merging is crazy. We are usually in a bus and I guess buses have
the right of way but its really like Mario Kart. So crazy, so so crazy.
Bogota is SO different from anywhere I have every been. There is graffiti on a ton of walls and if there isn't graffiti, there are posters
plastered on the walls with announcements and stuff. its so
interesting. Don't get me wrong though, it is a beautiful place. There
are mountains here that remind me of Utah and I love it!
GOD IS SO AWARE OF US
God
is so aware of us and there have been so many times that I have
realized it this week. He allows me to see blessings in my life and it
really strengthens my testimony. If you ever feel like you are having an
unproductive day or uneventful day or just any day in general really,
reflect back on the day and see how God has blessed you. I promise you
you will be able to see the hand of the Lord in your life. He blesses us
in so many ways and they aren't always big ways, but he is aware of us.
DONT JUST LET PEOPLE JOIN A BASKETBALL TEAM
So,
on Sunday. Oh, I love Sundays by the way, but I think Ive already said
that, but I do. They are great. Anyway, on Sunday Presidente DuVall was
giving a devotional and he started talking about how in South America
its really popular for missionaries to get baptisms through basketball
and other sports because people think oh, if I get baptized I can be on
there team and then they have tons of people in South America who don't
even know they're part of the church. We have to really convert these
people. Its not just about baptisms, its about bringing these people
unto Christ and truly truly converting them, we cant just let them join a
basketball team.
I
know God loves each and every one of us and even if I cant speak the
language very well right now, I know that He will help me and help
investigators understand what Im trying to say. An Hermana last night
read a talk to us about how we dont know everything, but we know enough.
How true that is. I certainly dont know everything, but right now, I
know enough and I just need to keep working hard. I love you all and
have a wonderful week!
Love,
Herrmana Roylance
P.S. okay I forgot one funny thing. So sometimes, as in a lot, I
struggle with Spanish but one of the first lessons we were teaching I
was trying to say my dad was an engineer and I guess I said the word
wrong and accidentally said my dad was a gangster...yep...we all had a
good laugh about that."
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