Thursday, April 10, 2014

From Sydney

The week is done, and it is the 3rd day of March. MARDI GRAS IS SOON!
 
As everyone now knows, I am officially reassigned to the San Jose California Mission, best place in the world, and a place I am never leaving. I am Pleasanton- I'm not getting transferred this transfer, and I am doing great. Thank you for your prayers!
 
Sunday was the day I found out about my pernanment stay in California. It was during Stake Conference, after President called me up in front of the whole Stake to show everyone how hard and awesome a mission is: Apparantly I am a perfect example. And he told everyone I was a Visa Waiter (I have had to explain that to a billion different people this week). He took me to room number 7, and he broke the news. He isn't the very smoothest person in the whole world. And he told me I should marry someone. Not cool.
 
But when he told me the news, I was actually really happy. Estatic really.
 
And then I had a lesson with Charley, and I just started to cry. And that was the rest of my Sunday. Every single spiritual thing would make me cry. I just told everyone how much I love my Savior and how much I trust him, because I do. A whole lot.
 
And then night came, and I had a dream. It was just words, and it was telling me not to give up on Brazil. And I got really frustrated. I woke up, and I could not fall asleep, and I was just left to wonder. And I started to think of what President told me. And I thought about how I was transferred SO many times. And than I started to think of the other Visa Waiters. He kept them in one spot, and I just couldn't shake out of my head that I wan't welcomed in either mission. And then I got super angry at President, and at God for not letting me sleep, and not answering my prayers about letting me sleep, or anything for that matter. haah. And then the alarm went off, and I just cried and cried and cried, because I was so tired, and confused and angry.
 
And that was Monday.
 
Thank goodness that was P-day. God blessed me with it not being a real missionary day.
 
And I fell asleep on the floor. After BEGGING Heavenly Father to let me sleep. He knocked me out immediately. haha.
 
And I slept awesome! Miracle, but then I woke and I remembered my Assignment, and the Temple President, and my teachers in the MTC telling me they could tell that I was meant to teach in Portuguese. And I was just like- Why Me?
 
And I realized something. Satan is sneaky. He is a HUGE me-monster. The biggest! And I realized how sneaky he is, but how great God is. God allowed me to feel all these things at the perfect time. President told me at the perfect time, he didn't have to wait to Sunday to tell me in person, he could have told me on Friday when he found out like I think he orignally planned (he called but changed his mind on the phone). If he had told me on Friday- Saturday would've been my P-day. And it's miserable to just think- woe is me?! He makes people horrible ugly me-monsters.
 
And I realized that me and Satan probably hated each other in the Pre-Mortal World. We were definetly not friends.
 
And I had a lesson with the Moffats about Obedience- and I didn't need to tell them what was going on, but I did, and I testified that I was where I needed to be and I felt this warm feeling in my heart. It was everywhere. And I knew that I was where I needed to be.
 
I don't know why I needed to be assigned to Brazil, but I do know I needed my teachers in the MTC, and Sister Corbitt, and Sister Parks, and my district. I needed to be there for Six Weeks. I needed everything that has happened. I needed my areas, my companions, and I don't know why I am not going still, but I have always been held back (Patriarachal Blessing Study...haha). Maybe I need to start a Portuguese Program, or I just need to be here. I trust my Savior and My Heavenly Father. I love them. And I KNOW the church is true no matter what happens. AND I was craving chocolate cake and I got my craving. AWESOME! THanks parents. This scripture touched me:
 
It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.
 32 But call to remembrance the former days, in which, after ye were illuminated, ye endured a great afight of afflictions;
 33 Partly, whilst ye were made a gazingstock both by reproaches and afflictions; and partly, whilst ye became companions of them that were so used.
 34 For ye had compassion of me in my bonds, and took ajoyfully the spoiling of your goods, knowing in yourselves that ye have in heaven a better and an enduring bsubstance.
 35 Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompence of reward.
 36 For ye have need of apatience, that, after ye have done the bwill of God, ye might receive the cpromise.
 37 For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry.

Especially the first part. Sometimes you just want to control your life, but it isn't God's will. I need to just allow myself to be in his hands. I love him. And he is giving me storms that are kinda throwing me to the otherside. Awesome right? Hahaha
 
I don't know why God assigned me to Brazil, but I am where I need to be. This week was great by the way! I was going to write more, but I started teaching this guy about the church. haha.
 
I love y'all,
 
Love Sister Powell

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