Dear erryone,
Here's a brief rundown of all the things I didn't say last week that happened, but I talked about halo-halo instead. It was so hot we both almost passed out - funny moment when my comp couldn't keep her eyes open in a lesson. I'm super duper allergic to the fumes of red onions - so many tears and couldn't see anything for ten minutes. I talked to a woman named "Betty Bottor." For those of you from my freshman drama class with Mr. Dias, you might remember this tongue twister which is why I laughed so hard when she said that was her name,
-Betty Bottor bought some butter, but she said the butter's bitter, if I put it in my batter, that will make my batter bitter. But, a bit of better butter, that will make my batter better. So she bought some better butter, better than her bitter butter, and she put it in her batter, and her batter was not bitter. So 'twas better Betty Bottor bought a bit of better butter.
If you watched the women's conference last week, they showed a clip of people all over the world singing "I am a Child of God." After the brief shot they showed of some jeepneys, they showed some kids singing it in Tagalog - "Ako ay anak ng Diyos." We were pretty excited. We also taught an investigator with her husband on Skype... that was a novel experience for me.
So... now for this week. I have probably not ever been so surprised in my whole mission. On Wednesday night, Sister Disoloila and I went to the house of her recent convert. While there, they started teasing Sister D saying she'd probably transfer soon. We told them that the transfer day wasn't for another two weeks, and they all started cheering (joking) and saying "Sister D's Gonna transfer!!" We went home that night, made our plans for the next day, and got ready to go to bed. I was brushing my teeth when the phone suddenly started ringing at 10 at night. Sis. D picked it up, and then started answering very seriously, "Oh. Okay. Yes. No. Yes." I was curious, but though it was probably our District leader. Next thing I know, she hands it to me and says, "It's Elder Belnap." He's one of the AP's, and was my Zone Leader on Palawan ( sorry for those of you who don't understand any of these terms, ask your nearest Mormon friend if you have questions.) He then said, "Hello Sister Larsen, this is probably a phone call you didn't want to get... Sister Disoloila is emergency transferring out of the area tomorrow and getting a new companion. You'll be getting a new companion too, but I"m not allowed to tell you who it is yet." In my head I was thinking... oh no, that probably means the new companion I'm getting was the problem companion that had to be emergency transferred and they don't want to tell me yet. So, that was one night of very little sleep and wondering what would happen the next day and being sad Sister D was gonna leave me two weeks earlier than expected.
Next day, Sister D got all her stuff (she knew who her comp was gonna be) and we went to mission office to wait for our companions. About ten minutes before we expected them to get there, we got a phone call from President Stucki. I answered, (I know my tenses on these verbs are all wrong) and he called me to be a Sister Training Leader.
My new companion, who I then met ten minutes later, is Sister Grant from Rexburg, Idaho. She's super kind, loving, humble, and amazing. In four days, I already look up to her a lot and she's doing a great job of "training" me as an STL. I feel supremely inadequate to do this work, to recieve this assignment from the Lord to help other missionaries fulfill their purposes more fully and recieve all the blessings of the Gospel. However, I also know that the Lord supports us in all things and will ever lead us forward in what He expects us to do.
Thank you for your prayers and letters and support.
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