Monday, March 18, 2013

Week #22 Laureles (La Oficina) 2

Dear family and friends,

That is correct. You all read my email correctly. I can now write to family and friends. Presidente Walker gave us permission to use TWO HOURS of email time, and to write to our friends as well (there are only a few restrictions which for me have to do with writing women in my mission), but besides that - I can write to my friends. Plus, I have more time to write things. So, those are some good things, aren´t they? Well, in order to maintain everything together, I´ll respond as normal with sections for my people (at least in this letter). Let´s be honest, I was negligent in writing last week - I should have done better. Well, this week I´m less distracted, have more time, and am ready to do more writing.

This week hasn´t been very eventful really, so I don´t have a lot of things to write about here. So, as I said last week I will write to people more in-depth, but this time I mean it and am committed to do it.

DAD: Thank you for sharing about your experience with General Conference of 1991. That´s pretty cool that that conference gave you an answer directly and really did influence your life (and mine). I am glad that you chose to be a teacher, and that you have been part of the home life, in the mornings and returning around 3:30, weekends with us, breaks, summers, etc. Really, thank you for that example. You have helped me with my own desires for a career with your example.

The benefits I just mentioned are great, and thank you for deciding this. I too had an experience like that one Sunday back at home. I was kind of thinking about being a teacher too (this was while I had my primary class), and I was reflecting a bit, or remembering, or whatever, the joy some of my students had in seeing me, wanting to give me little gifts, or whatever. The joy that comes from teaching them, even though they were a bit wild at times (most of them). Anyway, around this time in my life, I was watching a night-time rebroadcast of Music and the Spoken Word, and lo and behold! They were speaking about a funeral of a woman which was attended by many, many people. She was a teacher. Lloyd Newel said something about teaching, and it struck me a bit (enough to be remembering it now, right?), and I liked that.

So, I´m not sure how great or easy it will be to become a teacher, be a teacher, or whatever, but life is hard sometimes, and the blessing from teaching are great. Now, I´ll have to think about exactly what I do want to teach, and to what age. As I´ve said before, I think to teach Spanish and Math, in High School... Although, maybe in Junior High. But, on the same note, teaching in Elementary School the students are more like the Primary Kids, and love you more. Hmm... Well, I still have time to think about that.

Thank you for your example Dad! Also, thank you for sharing this experience. I have not failed yet to write in my own journal each and every day. I am filling it up, and am able to fit my first six months exactly in there (but I need to write a bit longer a few times). I like the sound of that, being able to fill it squarely with 6 months. You know how I am. Also, thank you for your testimony on prayer, and for being proud of me.

As a matter of fact Dad, I have had Jamaica - and I too like it. In fact, two days ago we had home-made "Agua de Jamaica." It is pretty good, isn´t it? Also, the past few days I´ve had cola flavored sodas... and I have to say that I like the flavor. It could become a problem if I let it. Anyway, I too have enjoyed the aguas aquí en México. I myself have not had agua de pepino, nor agua de sandía. But, some aguas which I have had and really enjoyed are Agua de Mango, and Agua de Guayaba. Seriously. Agua de Guayaba is good. Do we have access to Guayaba in the States? In the Mexican food stores or whatever? Anyway.

I also enjoyed some "espagueti" which was made with milk, american cheese squares, and cubo de pollo. You could try it out, I liked it. I also ate some hace algunas semanas así, pero con un poquito de pico. Anyway, Here I am speaking Spanglish.

The story of you and your "pues" is happening with me, but it´s the word "como." Well, I´ve used it a lot in the past - but maybe I´m breaking out of it. But, in a few conversations in English, the word "como" creeps its way in there. I say it when I would say "like." So, that´s good stuff.

Speaking of "good stuff," I saw that in your entry, and I too have written that a few times I believe. So, we have that in common.

MOM: Hey Mom! Hope that you are doing well and happy. Thank you for taking the time to write me and take care of me. Well, as far as the whole question about mail goes, you can just forward me the letters (or maybe even find out if they too can email friends, and give me their addresses?). Anyway, I´m doing well here in the offices.

This week here I am and able to write better. I think that I already have written more this week that I did last week. A lot more? Anyway, as I said above, not a lot has happened.

Thank you for letting me know about Savanna´s mission call! Congratulations to her. Also, thank you for letting me know about more people´s calls as well. That´s good that she´s excited. I´ll try to put a little something in here for her later. Now it´s time to talk to you.

Thank you for letting me know about the lesson Brother Hill taught, and that was nice of him to mention me. I have seen that video a few times, and it is pretty great, huh? Sounds like he used some good stuff in his lesson, I also like that parable. Anyway, thank you for those insights. I have a few to share.

Last week I spoke about a scripture from Mosiah. I did not end up writing to anyone on paper later that day (we went to a mall, and I ate some tasty food, PS), so here I can expound on the scripture.

So, with some emphasis added in order to try and convey what I´m trying to... Here is Mosiah 14:3-5 (with some changes):

"He [was] despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; and we [hide] as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we [esteem] him not.
Surely he has borne our briefs, and carried our sorrows; yet we... esteem him [not]...
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed."

The idea which I would like to convey with this is that we are not to "esteem him not," nor to "hide as it were our faces." The idea is that we reject, ignore, forget, or hide from Him, BUT He did SO MUCH for us. We should not hide our faces from Him. We should remember Him, His sacrifice, all that He did for us.

Do we hide "as it were our faces" from the Lord? (I can imagine Elder Cook saying something like this). We. Should. Not. We should always remember Him, and have His name "written upon our hearts" (Mosiah 1 and other places). We should not be ashamed, or hide, or anything of the sort. We should always remember and be proud.

I´ve been listening to some lectures by Truman G. Madsen... and I like the way he passionately talks sometimes. Who is he anyway? A Seventy? Or a Professor at BYU? I don´t know exactly, but he says and teaches interesting things.

Well, I think I´ll close for now Mom, with one added insight from Alma.

In Alma 36:27, Alma bears testimony to his son Helaman. Yeah, Helaman, I checked... Anyway, with emphasis, he says, speaking of the Lord:

"...and I do put my trust in him, and he will still deliver me."

I liked this idea, the idea of he cares for us, and will still care for us. Take care of us, and be there. He will still deliver us. I liked that, and thought to share it. I have another insight...

Mark 4:38-40 "...Master, carest thou not that we perish?
And he arose... and said... Peace, be still...
And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?"

Sometimes we are fearful, feel like He doesn´t care for us, but He is always in control. We need to have faith. We need to be faithful to Him, and remember, and have faith always. Although he said, "Peace, be still" to the sea, but we can apply it to the Apostles, and to us. A paraphrase of the event: We say, "Master, carest thou not that we perish?" and He responds calmly but rebukingly, "Peace, be still. Why are ye so fearful? How is it that ye have no faith?"

I liked that idea. Imagine Him rising to the side of the boat, saying "Peace," then He turns and looks at the Apostles with disappointment but regality, calm, and he says, " still." The winds cease, and He comes away from the sides of the boat. He looks in the faces of the Apostles and says, "Why are ye so fearful? How is it that ye have no faith?" Anyway, I liked that.

I love you Mom!

GRANDMA SANDY: Hey Grandma! I hope that you are doing well, and thank you for sending me letters and emails. It´s good that they solved the problem with the leak at your house.

Speaking of water, as I was talking with Mom she said that I have "Arizona weather" since it´s been pretty hot here (my computer says it´s about 34°C, or 81°F as a reference for us Americans). Anyway, that made me think of water:

Here in the city, it is more or less totally fine to drink water from the tap "la llave" we say in Spanish. Well, for me I actually like the flavor of the tap water. It has a sort of earthy flavor - like the water in Arizona, in your very own house Grandma, and I remember before I didn´t like the water much in Mesa, but now I fondly enjoy the water from the tap. Elder Capiz, on the other hand, does NOT like the flavor at all, it is gross to him.

Also a reminder of times spent with you, Grandma, is something I said to Dad in this email, is the cola. It reminds me of you, with your soda, lemon, and ice, every night. Good memories, thank you for reading with me Grandma. I love you, and hope we can do more stuff together when I return!

I hope that your trip(s) go well, and that you can enjoy the sights (like the chapels you talked about before with me, thank you for sharing that).

Well, my time draws to a close. I love you Grandma Sandy!

GRANDMA TERRY AND GRANDPA TOM: I love you! Hope to be able to hear from you more frequently too! I got a nice letter from Aunt Beqi, if you could thank her for me, that´d be awesome! I love you Grandma! I love you Grandpa!

GRANDMA VAL: I love you Grandma! Thank you for the card, that´s cool you´re reading The History of the Church books. I love you!

GRANDMA EREKSON: How are you doing? (Pass the message please) I love you!

--------------------------- FRIENDS: Sorry, no time, but I hope you all are doing well!


CARLY: Congratulations on your engagement!

MICHAEL: I want to change my guess to Brazil, Portuguese. Thanks! Talk to you later! Email me (since you can now!)

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