Saturday: I will start by saying it was the first day I didn't wake up and cry. PROGRESS PEOPLE. I am making progress. (I am still holding true to that statement by the way. WOO!) It was still kind of a weird day for me though. We taught our investigator/teacher in role play Dave. He kind of hit me and my companions with a simple yet tough question and it just totally threw us off... We really weren't able to concentrate the rest of the day. Definitely made me feel a little inadequate being here. That did, however, make me realize more fully how essential prayer is. That night, I just poured my heart out to my Heavenly Father asking for comfort and guidance, and shocker alert: I got it. I have come to realize that I am most humble when I have been knocked down. That is when I truly realize that if I don't rely on my Heavenly Father and Savior Jesus Christ throughout my mission... I will not be the missionary I hope to be.
Sunday: Sunday was amazing! We had sacrament with our zone, and then it was music and the spoken word (which was incredible of course) and then relief society. We had the cutest little Mexican lady come speak and she was just darling. She talked about her mission and just bore testimony of the power of what we are doing. Amazing! After that, we got to walk to the Temple and just take pictures! I saw Elder Childs and actually had my camera this time! WOO! It was good to see him and he was so excited about leaving the next day. He was ready! After the Temple, we went to choir practice. Yes mother, I am in choir. Ha! shocker I know. But the director, Brother Eggett is just hilarious and totally makes it worth it. Probably one of my favorite parts of the night though was the fireside. Vai Sikahema (I think that’s how you spell it) spoke and he is just amazing. He played football for the Eagles I think, and he is now a television sports broadcaster. Amazing person! Look him up on youtube... hilarious! Anyways, he actually brought one of his converts to speak with him. They had just got back from a family trip with both their families to Vais' mission. Can you believe that?? He converted him 30 years ago and they just took their families to his mission. Made me think that if I only have one person who I help convert who will stick to the Gospel, my mission will have been worth it. Amazing example.
Monday: Monday was a little rough. Our alarm didn't go off and we had zone conference first thing that morning of course. So we missed breakfast and we were late. Then, the day turned around. We met with our other investigator/teacher that night and it was the first time I felt like I was teaching by the spirit. Amazing experience. One of my favorite things about Monday though was mail time. My sweet mother sent me the best package ever and it literally made me cry. If you see her, make sure you let her know that she is the best mom ever! I truly understand now why missionaries always said mail was encouraged. It is one of the best parts of the day!
Tuesday: Well we taught Dave again and committed him to be baptized. I know. It was the coolest thing getting to ask him that and it makes me so excited for the field! That night we had our devotional at the Marriott center. it reminded me of when me, my mom, Taylor, and Braelynn went there for the mission broadcast in June I think. My mother stood in front of the building with a sign that said, "Need tickets." Haha you will have to ask her for the full story. It's a good one. :) Anyway, a member of the seventy spoke but I can't remember his name.( whoops!) But, it was a good talk. Got me pumped to get to Iowa! Mail was great! I got a letter from Stephanie and Kevan (Thankyou), my mom, and my sister Justine. She included pictures of my boys and I about died. I showed them off to my district and everybody agrees they are the cutest nephews ever. ;)
Wednesday: Well Wednesday was just Wednesday. The new missionaries came in and that was just weird! We sat and watched for a sec and then had to leave cause we wanted to cry. Haha still a little to fresh for us. The best part of Wednesday though was definitely zone volleyball. You just had to be there but we just constantly laughed. It was great! I need to give a shout out to Jon and Michelle! They sent me package with letters, poptarts, diet dr. pepper, and cookie dough. Does it get any better?? Haha I think not! Thank you you guys!
Thursday: In field orientation. All day. It was... tiring. They just basically talked to us for 9 hours about what to expect in the field. That was about it. And also, we (my district) were all so delirious after that, we just sat and laughed hysterically the rest of the night. We have had a habit of that lately...
Today: Well. We started out the day with a session at the Provo Temple! Amazing. I was seriously craving that. It was very cool to be able to do that with my zone. And now I am here, writing you this letter. And life is good. I am actually starting to like it here at the MTC. The food is getting better and I am being my normal spastic self! My home-sickness is fading and I am grateful for that. Life is just good. It is a good time to be a missionary! One more thing, my mother sent me a fiesta in a box last night. Chips and queso, taco sauce, a little sombrero. The whole shebang. Haha made my week for sure. Anyways, I miss you all and I love you! The letters and packages have meant the world to me. It is crazy to think that on Wednesday morning, I will be flying out to Iowa. Where has the time gone?? I really do love being a missionary and know that this will be the hardest as well as the most life changing 18 months of my life.
I LOVE YOU ALL! -Sister Jensen
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Sister
Harmon in the middle and Sister Rasmussen on the right. Thanks for the
mustaches mom! :)
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| My District! |
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Elder
Dallin Childs. Called to serve in Norway!
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| Our junk food closet :) |
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| Fiesta in a box. Priceless |
