Chicken Blood On A Stick

Sheesh guys. This week was my official one year mark I have to say I literally did not think I would last this long but I'm so grateful I have. I can't possibly describe how much this one year has changed me. It has grown my confidence, my testimony has been strengthened, and I can now stomach several servings of rice without taking a pepto bismol. With that in mind here are some moments from the last two weeks that I never thought could have happened just one year ago. 



CHICKEN BLOOD ON A STICK
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This week there was one day we were super punted (none of our appointments went through). So we decided to try and talk to the lady at the BBQ. She ended up giving me a free hotdog and some inihaw na dugo (congealed chicken blood). I've been too scared to try it but in light of my one year I gave it a try. Bruh. It literally just tastes like bbq but the consistency is like one of those hershey kisses with the air bubbles in it. Anyway the bbqer didn't accept our message but at least I got some stick blood.

MLC
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I don't know who took these pictures but what the heck. I've been working on my rbf but I have not overcome that trial yet. I was just really pondering our LMP levels. “Look at this graaaph”.

In one of my first emails on the mission while I was still in the MTC I wrote about how hard it is for me to speak in front of a crowd. One year later and through relying on the Lord I report with my companion in MLC and give training at Zone Conferences. I just want to testify that Christ really can make weak things become strong.

Wow. Look. Its Iloilo Mission MLC.

Also this was like 2 weeks ago but we just got the pictures.
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ZONE CONFERENCE

Just listening
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MAKATO DISTRICT

Can you tell its an “M”?
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IF YE LOVE ME, FEED MY SHEEP

Gonzales family and our baskog workerrrs

Gatso and Crispino kiddos

Saradolla familyy feat. uncle Ramy (he had just enjoyed a red horse beer and had some very valuable insights to add to our lesson).

Nanay Feli and Tatay Roger with bro. Joshua

EXCHNAGES WITH SISTER UGALINOOOO IN MAKATOOOOO. GRABE BASKOG SI SISTER UGALINOOO. She taught me that sometimes she tries to see how many times she can be rejected in one day. She ligit talks to everyone. I'm trying to channel that energy.

Cute mama in Makato.
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KALIBO ZLC

Wait guys lets take a picture. This is what our Zone council meetings look like because oir signal is worse than Adam Lavine's superbowl halftime show. Photo credit to Elder Andersen and Elder Libo-on RIP.
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THOSE STRONG ONES

In my last email to President Pearson I opened up a little bit about some of my struggles with perfectionism and self-doubt. He responded with a BYU speech from Sister Holland in 1988. In her speech she talks about enabling and empowering ourselves with positive “self- conversation”. She says going through life is a already a battle, of we are also fighting with ourselves we are taking unnecessary shrapnel. But the part that really stuck out to me is a quote from Dorthy Hulst. She wrote:

“As the physically weak woman can make herself

strong by careful and patient training, so the

woman of weak thoughts can make them strong by

exercising herself in right thinking.

To put away [weak and negative thoughts]

and to begin to think with purpose, is to enter the

ranks of those strong ones who only recognize failure

as one of the pathways to attainment; and make all

conditions serve them, and who think strongly,

attempt fearlessly, and accomplish masterfully.”

I know this exact quote probably isn't applicable to everyone on my email list but I know we all probably struggle with some level of negative self talk. I won't pretend I have this figured out but one thing I wrote down after I read this quote was “ If I don't change my self talk, my self conversation, to a more positive and hopeful dialog I am limiting my ability and denying my divinity.” We have so much divine potential, lets not be our own roadblock in reaching it.

I know my savior lives, I know the Book of Mormon is true and I know families can be together forever.

SISTER LARSON

PHILIPPINES, ILOILO MISSION












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