guys so lo siento if I am a tadbit scattered brained.
Let's start with my favorite part of the week and the highlight of my
mission thus far. Mi companera y yo were teaching our investigator Nancy and
didn't really have anything planned, except 3 main points we wanted to make
while in there. Most of our lessons are guided by the Spirit to say the least.
Anyways, we go in there and are teaching her about faith and the doctrine of
Christ and the spirit is SO STRONG. We tell her some things and she asks us some
more things, how me and my comp knew how to respond to some of them is divine
revelation/ the spirit fo sho. We finish the lesson and are walking back to the
classroom when I was like "Hermana Gruber we need to give thanks right this
instant for that wonderful lesson we just taught"... that's how good it was! She
didn't think it went that well, but I know that if I am feeling the spirit that
much then my investigator must be too. Later that day we were on our way to
lunch and our teacher, who is also our investigator, pulls us aside and has this
conversation about how it was the best lesson she has ever been in while
teaching at the CCM. It was so good in fact, she made us do it all over again in
front of our district. It was a huge blessing and just what I needed to hear,
it's hard because you aren't sure if they are understanding you because of the
language barrier or if they are even feeling the spirit, but boy when they do it
is magical. Our afternoon teacher is also our second investigator and he says
that when he teaches he feels our love so strongly. Even though these
investigators are my teachers and I know so much about their real lives, I love
them as my investigators and know that it's Heavenly Father's love flowing
My pinky is a lot better and it still hurts, but all is well aqui.
I RECEIVED THE DEAR ELDERS. Except, mom and Lex's got sent to Provo then to
Mexico hence why it took 2 weeks. But I loved them none the less and everyone in
my district was way jealous.
Speaking of jealously, my district leader comes in rubbing it in our faces
that he received a package yesterday and then was like "Hermana Brooks you
got a slip for one too..." wellllllll the joke in our district is people get
packages in our district when in reality it's a big fat lie, but I indeed got a
slip saying to go to the mail room. I get there and the lady is tells me she
needs a copy of my ID and that she will get the package on Friday. WAIT TILL
FRIDAY!? Are you kidding me!? I was totally bummed, but just figured the Lord
needed me to learn patience that day or something. I was so confused as to who
would actually send me a package, but it's dads familia and I AM SO EXCITED. All
I am saying is that there better Cheez-its. I miss those things. I saw an Elder
walking around campus holding a Krispy Kreme box and freaked out on him asking
him a gazillion and 2 questions. Como? Quien? Porque? He then proceeded to tell
me that there is a Krispy Kreme 15 minutes away and that your parents can order
you some and you get them the next day... so mom I am not asking for much, but I
mean donuts would be a little bit of heaven right about now. AND MOM JUST TOLD
ME SHE SENT ME A PACKAGE TOO? BEST. DAY. EVER.
The food here is.. blah. I am the skinniest I have ever been and have
to force myself to eat. Seriously, there is only so much rice, beans and chicken
a person can eat. The fresh fruit here is good though and I have a new found
love for honey dew. I am also fasting Nutella sandwiches for a few days.
Something has been destroying my stomach so I am going to see if that helps.
Everyone reading this right now go and buy yourself a nice juicy hamburger from
your nearest fast food restaurant in honor of me. I MISS AMERICAN FOOD.
Someone asked me what I would rate Stouffers lasagna 1 out of 10? A solid
8.5... not as good as homemade, but lasagna is one of my favorite dishes. EVER.
Next weekend is General Conference and I am so dang excited to be here in
the MTC while it happens. A year ago I heard the news that all 19 willing young
women were able to serve missions and here I am. It is the greatest decision I
have made and I see the blessings each and everyday of how it is affecting my
life now and in the future. Being a sister missionary is the bomb.com. I
am going to come home and be introducing myself as Hermana Brooks for the first
few weeks, which I am totally okay with. If I could be a set-apart missionary
for the rest of my life I would. I hear sisters can serve as many missions as
they want, so possibly a round 2? Argentina? El Salavador? My luck it would be
Pocatello, ID. I am not seriously thinking of serving
another mission, at least not until I am older, but it would be pretty
awesome. Us Hermanas were not able to watch the Relief Society broadcast,
but we will be watching it while the Elderes are watching Priesthood.
SUPER DEE DUPER EXCITED.
Every night we have an hour to use a language study program called TALL.
It's really effective and makes me want to punch myself in the face all at the
same time. A random maestro was hanging out with us and telling us some phrases
that are acceptable and unacceptable in ciudad de Mexico. The conversation went
something like this:
Random maestro: "So is it acceptable to call your friends and people you
just met fat in America?"
My district: "..... uhh no."
Random maestro: "Well here it is. You have someone you think is cute or
something and you call them tu gordito. It means fat, but in a cute way."
Conversations like that happen here on the daily... and I die of laughter
everytime. Hahaha mi gordito!!
FELIZ CUMPLEANOS MADRE!! TE AMO MUCHO!!!!!!
I know it's not October 3rd yet, but I won't have the chance to tell
you otherwise. Remember: you're halfway to 90 SI SE PUEDE! (you can do
It sounds like everyone is doing so great at everything they are doing,
which is good because I worry about you guys. I sent some letters and hopefully
they will get to you guys within the next few weeks, if not some
random Mexican is getting some pretty interesting updates on my life and
experiences I am having.
I am loving every second of every minute I have here. Within these past 3
weeks I have drawn closer to my Heavenly Father than ever before. AHH! I only
have 3 more weeks... is this real life? Excuse me while I go bawl my eyes out.
Lots of love,
PS. I am dead serious about those Krispy Kremes
PPS. Who even came up with the saying "dead serious"? Some weird corpse
loving person probably