Week 68- It is by Grace that the Impossible is Possible

Dear Friends and Family,

So we'll just start off with MISSIONS are HARD... the hardest thing I have done so far.

This last week, I reached breaking point. I was done. I couldn't do it anymore and my body was telling me so and was about ready to call it quits and go home. It was a rather humbling experience. So I am not going to go into details of everything, but just let you know what I have learned from it all.

I read a quote posted on my wall that I had COMPLETELY forgotten about. ''I pray that He will give you the challenges that will lead you to eternal life, and that you will have the humility to accept those challenges.''

Ok, lesson learned... well, more of like in the process of learning. Accepting your challenges is not such an easy thing to do but I found a lot of comfort and help along the way.

I read a talk about the Atonement of Jesus Christ by Elder David A. Bednar. In it he defined Grace as divine means of help or strength. Well I needed that for sure. I decided I was going to stay and not give up... Most of you who know me know that I never have said no to a challenge and have never found anything impossible... even playing the organ in church when I had no idea how to play it just a week before. This was new for me. My life wasn't just full of the possible now. It was asking for divine means of help AND strength to do what was impossible for me.
 

Wednesday was a roller coaster... LITERALLY. We took a trip to visit the sisters in Quillabamba. Twists and turns, and flips and cork screws...  winding back and forth. It was really fun! For about 5 minutes and then I was SICK. Not fun... We won't describe the details of being sick. I thought, REALLY? Life wasn't hard enough as is? This isn't the grace I asked for.

Well, we got to Quillabamba and I was still queasy. It was a warm rain. And I ate half of my lunch and then got to work with the sisters there. It was a miracle, after forgetting about how sick I felt, we had a wonderful day and somewhere in the middle, I realized that I didn't feel sick anymore, just a little thirsty haha.

So to describe Quillabamba. The sisters there are awesome! We had so much fun for Halloween at night painting our faces and then Quillabamba is part of the jungle. It is surrounded by mountains and BEAUTIFUL. I felt like I was in Hawaii... The only thing is the mosquitos are aggressive and luckily I managed to leave with only 5 bites.

So the drive back, I got some motion sickness medicine and life was a lot better.

Here in my area, we were only here Saturday and Sunday. It was amazing. EVERYONE that we visited on Saturday came to church on Sunday. Never has that happened before AND all of the Aguilar family came for the first time ever. It was beautiful to see them all there. The Dad is right on track to baptize his 2 children and then begin preparing for the TEMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!

So lesson learned? Grace came. It wasn't the way I expected or thought, but help from the Lord is always close by. So this week's lesson is about Grace. I hope you can all find divine help and strength from Him who loves you most!

Love Always,
Hermana Lang