Week One: MTC LOVE

There is no place like the MTC. Missionaries everywhere with incredible spirits. This place must feel somewhat like the other side of the veil with 'those' missionaries. It's a little piece of heaven here.

Sometimes I can't help but just look at my name tag and smile! 

I absolutely LOVE being a missionary:)

 This is my adorable companion Sister Biancardi from Portland. We get along so great!

I have the BEST DISTRICT EVER! There's 10 of us altogether who study Spanish in a tiny classroom for 8 hours a day. It has only been 3 days and we're already like a family.

Today I made a very hard decision. This morning in class my teacher pulled me out to talk to me. He said I was advanced enough to be put in with the native speakers and could be sent out to the field in 2 weeks!

Great news, right? No...

I have come to LOVE my district, companion, and zone so tremendously. When you get thrown into change you cannot help but get attached to those who are in the same boat with you.

I had one hour to decide. I was SO torn. I want to get out in the field more than anything, but I also love my missionary family. I knew one thing...I needed to pray. My companion suggested we find an empty room and we knelt down in prayer.

As we prayed, my stupor of thought left me and a couple of thoughts came to me...

#1-You're only in the MTC once.

#2- You may be able to help someone else.

After making my decision I walked back in the classroom and they all looked at me and I felt a confirmation in my heart as I told them- "Elders, I decided to stay!" 

Cheers erupted everywhere and truly, it brought me to tears. 

So...it looks like I'm staying for 6 weeks after all. 

Good thing I rather like it here:)