Week 10

Wow mom! What a crazy week you've been having

Thank you for telling me my emails are okay. I can feel your prayers and I hope every week that what I write can like- I don't know, help you know what's going on. Keep you informed. I hope camp went well for Brant. I love him so much. Oh my goodness, I was thinking about how we used to not get along at all and now he is my best friend. It's a miracle. I always always think about miracles. I've come to figure out how God works miracles in my life. I think He lets me experience miracles a little at a time. Mom, like- Spanish. It's not too hott right now. (Pues... that might be cuz my companion is a native speaker and I compare myself to her... but I'm not too great at it yet by any standards, Heck, I didn't know any spanish 2 months ago!!) But like- I think the Lord is letting me experience it a little at a time, so I can see all the little miracles. Just the little phrase I could say to someone, or the little conversations I'm able to understand. miracle. And like- it's only a little bit more I learn each day, but if it all came at once, I don't think I would see it, the miracle. You know? I think the Lord just works that way with me, so I don't ever doubt His hand in all things. There are too many little things that He's blessed me with.
Okay. Also. Mom. Hahaha. So... here's the deal. Hermana Chavarria (she's been out 11 months now :)) is like- super professional. She's very like... I don't know. Very dignified in the way she does things and the way she approaches people. Mom, I am NOT like that. I'm like- I feel like I don't have a professional bone in my body. So ... I don't know. It's weird like approaching people on the street and I'm just not very professional about it. I'm like "Hey, how's it goin? What are you doing? Awesome. I'm hermana Johnson..." etc. and like- Okay mom, this is my thing. I can't, I refuse to be anything but as genuine as I can. I'm trying to find the balance between clumsy me and like- an official representative of the Church. Kinda hard for me right now. And the whole "Country kinda-quirky girl" doesn't really seem professional. I'm sure there's a balance. Just gotta find it. I love (and wrote down) what the YW president said about girls camp. No complaining, contentment, or comparing. That is the best advise and it totally applies to missionary work. Comparing is like- not good! It's poison. I think comparing, discouragement, and fear are poisen to missionary work.
We got to go to the temple today! That's why my pday is tuesday. SOOOOooo pretty. I love it! The lady that took us had a daughter that lived in Roosevelt for 8 years. What? Roosevelt, Utah. So we chatted about the drive. Love it. Mom. I love the temple. I love what we learn there and I learn so much. I'm so grateful for such a loving Heavenly Father that wants us to have all that He has. And like- we are so fallen, but the wonderful thing is that He is doing all He can to help us overcome the fall. He is so loving. Literally our Father. I'm so grateful for Him and all He does for me every single day.
So sad about the Store! I'm so sad! I hope you find a good place. Keep me updated.
I love you I love you I love you! I'll probably write you more about some stuff ... but I gotta email President Ashton real quick... haha. Love you!
Hermana Johnson