During gym
time this week, we all walked over to the field by the temple and played
kickball once and sand volleyball the rest of the days! I feel like
doing that brought us so much closer to each other! We were laughing SO.
HARD. The next mornings my abs would hurt, part from trying to be cool
and stretch too far back to get the ball and part laughing my abs off.
JK I don't even have abs. Especially after this cafeteria here...anyway
that's another story.
But as we played volleyball with
each other, I would get so excited and competitive and crazy and laugh
so hard over everything, and have so much fun, and lose my voice from
screaming, and then one day when I was sitting in class, I realized
something. I think I was daydreaming about sand volleyball, and I
realized that I wasn't as excited and, you know, alert, and driven about
teaching the gospel as I was when I played volleyball. I would put my
whole heart and soul into diving for the ball or giving the perfect set
or focusing on flicking the wrist, or getting everyone to run to the
middle and yell "ahhhhh ACE!" when it happened, or congratulating
someone over a good hit. And as I sat there in class, the thought came
to me that I need to be more driven and confident and excited about my testimony and about the Gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I
have a long way to go, but I am now trying harder, and have that strong
desire. I want to lose my voice from sharing the gospel. I'm excited to
see where this takes me. I am making specific goals to achieve this big
goal and I know it will bring me closer to my Savior, who is the most
important person in my life.
So MTC life
is...great. All I really want is a green smoothie, though, with oj,
spinach, strawberries, peaches, mangoes, pineapple, and everything else
healthy and good. I feel the opposite of healthy rn, but it's okay. My
roommate said that the Lord lets us gain weight to protect us from the
Elders. They are the "Lord's Pounds."
I
feel bad for my roommates when they have to wake up and see me. By the
looks of my hair, it looks like I just got electrocuted, and my eyes
look like a mix of a racoon and Darth Mall...it's unfortunate. I guess
I'm just preparing myself for marriage, because you have to learn to let
people see you as you really are...
On Sunday it was non stop sitting. We had General Conference which was amazing! Then we had a departure devotional then we had a sunday devotional, then we watched a film of our choice that they offer every Sunday.
We watched a Broadcast by Elder Holland about Teaching. Then today I
will be sitting forever on my 20 hour flight. So imma go do some squats
and lunges.
Most importantly, the things I
have learned here at the MTC about my savior Jesus Christ and His
gospel, are what I will always remember. My feelings and my impressions.
I loved General Conference so much, and one of my favorite talks was
from Elder Hales. He told us to "tighten your grip on that rod that leads to God." I
felt like a common theme from some of the talks given were of warning
and council to choose the right and stay on the path. To invite the
light into our lives and make no room for the darkness. I feel like this
world is getting more and more wicked. The great and spacious building
is growing. More and more people are wandering in the mist of darkness.
We need to gather as many people as we can around us and make absolute
certain they are holding on to the rod, and more specifically, that
their grip is tight and that they never let go. I know as we walk the
path to the tree of life, that as we will simply hold on to the rod, and
NEVER let go, there is no question we will make it to the tree. We will
be happy and safe and be able to partake of the fruit of the tree of
life, Eternal Life.
That is all I want. The
Gospel of Jesus Christ means everything to me. It is everything that I
want for my family, my future family, and all-every single one-of you,
and every person I meet in Australia. Coming here, my testimony has
started to become more real to me. I really do know that God is our
loving Heavenly Father. I really do know that Jesus Christ is my savior.
I
love you all. I leave today to fly to the land down under. Pray for me as me and airplanes go as well as ketchup and chocolate milk do. Also
fun fact: I will not experience Tuesday October 6th, so that's cool.
Jokes of the day: What do you call a ward directory?
A book of Mormons!!!! hahhahaha!
One
of our teachers at an infield orientation asked us to raise our hands
if we were born in the church. Almost everyone raised their hand. He
said, "That is sad. That is so so sad. I was born in a hospital." And
the room erupted.
Have a great week!
Sister Beardall
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