HEY!!!

Sorry this is late. I was too busy eating s'mores on a frozen lake in the middle of no where. Pday is almost over too! Sorry! Love you all!

Okay. I need to repent for my last email. It was pretty horrible.
That's how my last couple of weeks have been though, not great and nothing interesting and just meh. But, I realized that I am only here for a short while and you guys are making a big sacrifice for me to be here... And the only way I can really repay you is to share my spiritual experiences with you :)

Friday was zone conference. I love missionary meetings. It's one of the few times we are spiritually fed rather than feeding. They talked about consecration a lot... Which is what I needed. I've been feeling just kind of stuck here. I don't know how else to help the people here or how else to help sister Orme or how else to be a better missionary.
Everyone had to prepare a 10 minute talk and then president called on a few people to share theirs. I love zone conference because you get to see all of the people you have served with in the past. I'd tell you all of their names but I don't think they'd matter much to any of you :)

Saturday we had a poop day again. All of our plans fell through so we picked up Yasmin and then went to Greenwood Lake. It's pretty much in the boonies... The ward members don't even know where it is. We have 5 less actives that live there. It's on the border of New Jersey... We got a little lost or may or may not have left the mission... But ignorance is bliss, right? Then we went to dinner at the Portugals.
They are AMAZING. They always make us legit Mexican food. We had this corn soup and the corn kernels were HUGE. I was kind of shocked.

Saturday was also Sandra's birthday. No one ever visits her... She is confined to her house and she can barely walk. We bought her lunch and visited her for her birthday :) I think she really appreciated it. As an investigator she is not progressing at all... Which sucks. But she is so sweet, and we don't feel like we can just stop visiting her. I think it's part of our call as representatives of Jesus Christ to love people like He would, and to lift the hands that hang low. She has no one else. None of her family visited or even called for her birthday.

Sunday was fast and testimony meeting. It was pretty good. We had some less actives come that we haven't met with in a long time, so that was pretty sweet.

Monday was zone meeting. I had to give my consecration talk there instead of in the zone conference. I still get so nervous talking in front of lots of people. It was good though :) I made brownies with marshmallows and chocolate-peanut butter rice crispies on top. Two elders proposed after so I think they were a success. We made two pans of them and there were only three when the meeting was all over :)

Our split was awesome. I have such a testimony of splits and learning from other missionaries. We taught this investigator in Poughkeepsie that is SO awesome! She is so ready to change her life. You can tell that she is scared of the big changes but the gospel has already changed her life so much. It was her birthday this last weekend, and she asked the sisters if she could drink on her birthday. They were like uhh.... Not rreally.... Because they hadn't taught her the word of wisdom yet. After they left she went to her neighbor and was like I can't drink!!! The neighbor said think about it. Christ suffered so much for you, this is one sacrifice you can make for him. So awesome!!

The rest of the split was awesome. I was reminded why I wanted to serve in the first place. I know I've seen miracles in middletown, but sometimes it just takes a change of venue to realize it. I learned so much about being a missionary and truly coming into the mission from Sister Cole. There are a lot of things I need to work on. Like... A LOT. But, it's okay. We are always learning and growing and progressing. I think that's how life works. You don't wake up one day and say "man, today I know how to be a mom" it's the same with missionary work. I'll never be a perfect missionary, but each day I can try a little harder to be a little better, and hopefully when I get home I'll have a small idea of what it means to be a true disciple and representative of Jesus Christ.

Okay. That's all I can write because we are in the car and I might throw up. Love you all! See you next week!