MERRY CHRISTMAS! 
AREN'T
YOU HAPPY?!?! IIIIIIIIIIIIIIT'S CHRISTMAS TIIIIIME! JINGLE BELLS,
JINGLE BELLS, JINGLE ALL THE WAY....(creepy eyes staring at me from down
the hall as a Christmas Tree comes hauntingly to life and threatens to
suck out my soul...)
Oh, Douglas Fir. RIP.
Feliz
Navidad! YAY! Christmas is starting a month early this year! (Yes, you
head me. A month early.) I just feel in the Christmas spirit! Plus IT'S
PRACTICALLY HERE! :D
But I certainly didn't
feel that holly-jolly on Monday...I GOT SICK. Super sick. Like,
never-eating-Panda-again sick. It was super schlikin.
Truth
is, it started before the Panda. We were cleaning out the fridge on
P-Day and I started to feel a little nauseous, but I just shrugged it
off. Then I wrote my letter home, and as we were walking out of the
library we ran into the nicest little week-off-her-mission RM who asked
if she could take us out to lunch! We were like, YEAH, so we went with
her to Panda. She was so nice. Also, she's engaged. (Sent me into panic
mode a bit.) But we were so grateful...man, I have been on the receiving
end of SO many random-mormon moments, I need to do that for
missionaries when I get home.
Anyway, we went
to buy food after, but by that time, I was feeling pretty light-headed
and not at all in the mood to be surrounded by food. So we bought a few
things, went home, and I just absolutely crashed in bed for like...three
hours. IT WAS THE WORST. And I wanted to go out and work, but we called
Sister Toone, and she said to take it easy. So I laid in bed for like,
another four hours...up all night...no more Panda. The next day I had a
fever so we stayed in for most of it again...my poor greenie! Her first
P-Day, and she just had to nurse her trainer back to health...but she
must be good at it, because we got out to work later that night! Yay!
WAIT.
CAN WE JUST DISCUSS THIS FOR A SECOND? Putting aside the whole TB
thing, how many times did I write home during my time and Chile and talk
about being sick? ZERO. ZERO TIMES. ZERO TIMES ZERO. But pick me up and
move me to Tempe Arizona and I'm BEDRIDDEN. And this goes for
everything, not just sicknesses, I'm talking bugs I've had to kill, too.
I don't think I killed a single bug in Chile! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY
COCKROACHES I HAVE COME TO A VIOLENT DEATH AT MY HANDS IN THE LAST FIVE
MONTHS?
Back to real news: Hermana Mello and I
got into our first fight ever. Thor vs. Loki. I'm sorry, when was this
even a QUESTION? LIKE, WHEN WAS LOKI EVER CONSIDERED SOMEONE WORTHY TO
BE COMPARED TO THOR...OR ANYBODY? HAVE I MISSED SOMETHING?
So...General
Conference happened! Wasn't it AMAZING? I actually got so much out of
this Conference. I know I've probably said that about every Conference
in the mission, but this time I actually mean it. I was reflecting on
why that might have been, and I decided...I have really grown in the
last six months. I wish there was a definite way to measure it, but I
don't think there is. All I know is that something has undergone an
immense change within myself and I was more spiritually mature and
humble to hear what the Lord wanted me to hear. It was so amazing! I
especially loved the first session of Conference.
We
also watched it all in Spanish...that's right! My greenie watched it in
Spanish! And totally understood it. Did I not tell you that she already
speaks Spanish? But if you ask her, she'll say, "oh, only un
pocito..."....no, no. She's amazing.
SO I HAVE NEWS.
First
of all...IVAN GOT BAPTIZED LAST WEEK! (Remember the young man we were
teaching, and his less-active cousin in Mesa?) I didn't get to go, but
YAY!!!
Also...Christina is getting married
this Friday and baptized on Saturday! I am going to try to get
permission to go, but isn't that also amazing?
BUT WAIT. THERE IS MORE.
The
reason I know all of this is because I got a call from the wonderful,
lovely Hermana Homer last night! She got permission to call me and
discuss the baptism details so that I can get permission to go, but
anyway, the point is...on Thursday, in the middle of an MLC, she got a
text. When she checked it, it was.....GEORGETTE! GEORGETTE, PEOPLE!! And
she said that she was ready to get baptized!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
of course Hermana Homer set up an appointment ASAP to find out what was
going on. They met up with her, and I guess that she very tearfully
told them that the night before/morning of her baptism, she and her
husband had had some pretty big disagreements about her being baptized.
It got pretty intense, and in her weakness, she just called the whole
thing off. But she told Hermana Homer that as soon as she lost contact
with the church, stopped reading and stopped praying, she felt it. She
felt dark. She felt empty. And it was such an awful thing. So much so
that she knew that she had made a huge mistake, and chosen, once again, a
man over God. So that's when she contacted Hermana Homer.
GEORGETTE IS GETTING BAPTIZED ON THE 18TH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, RIGHT?!?
DON'T HATE ON CHRISTMAS.
Miracles are real!!! My heart seriously exploded from joy when I heard that. Most amazing thing ever.
"I'm
kind of upset that my dream wasn't anatomically correct." --Hermana
Mello (she got her leg accidentally chopped off in her dream and there
was only one bone in her calf.) (is that how you spell calf??)
"Horse people. Solid." --Hermana Mello (upon seeing three men riding horses through the streets)
"I
don't know how I could tell, but I just knew I was turning into a
camel, I could feel it." --Hermana Mello (she has weird dreams at night)
"You have, like, a lot of time left..........................
"You can give all the birth you want." --Elder Knudsen (don't ask.)
THE
CHURCH CONTINUES TO BE TRUE. Don't ever doubt it! Serve everyone! Love
everyone! Look to God in everything! KINDNESS IS POWERFUL!
LOVE, Hermana Thomas
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