"No unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing; persecutions may rage, mobs may combine, armies may assemble, calumny may defame, but the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent, till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done."
-Joseph Smith Jr.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
So it's about time I talked a bit about my compañera Hermana
-19 years old (birthday was in October)
-just graduated from high school
-played tennis and soccer
-is an identical twin
-unconsciously makes the best facial expressions when she's
So let's expound on this list. She's and identical
twin and it just so happened that her twin entered the MTC the same day as her!
She's also going to Mexico for her mission so she stays at the West
Campus MTC too. Several times a day we pass her and the two sisters run
into a giant hug. It's pretty cool. Best part is that Elders from
her sister's district/zone will pass us and say "Hi" thinking they know her...
but we've never met them before. It's the simple awkward moments in life
that make me smile.
I've realized that I play the mother role in not only our
companionship but as well with the other hermanas in our district. They
are all 19 and never lived away from home before so they can get pretty
homesick from time to time. Since I'm a heartless girl and don't get
homesick, I have taken the responsibility to make them all laugh and enjoy
their time here. Basically I do what I have always done through life and
make myself look/sound like an idiot in order to make others smile. Viva
la Tack remember? I don't mind though, it seems to work anyways.
Not only do these girls occasionally get homesick, but I've had to teach
them how to wash their own laundry and other such odds and ends.
Yesterday, after one girl spent quite sometime in the bathroom, she
finally poked her head out and said, "Um, just in case you guys were
wondering, the toilette is overflowing... like, a lot." I walked in
the bathroom to help and discovered the floor had magically transformed into a
small pond. Standing one foot in the pond and the other braced on the
bathtub I had to put all my body weight into the plunger. Over and over
again. It put up quite a fight. Each time the plunger came out,
more water spilled out, but I won in the end. Mother Lance to the rescue!
I just hope I can teach these girls enough before we separate and I have
to send them out to Mexico on their own. I'll forever have them in my prayers
and hope that they never come across any clogged toilets.
I love Hermana Washburn. She's very sweet and we
understand each other. There have been a few occasions when we've said
the same thing at the same time or finished each other's sentences. Super
cute right? We work well together when planing lessons for teacher
investigators although we often get sidetracked talking to the
Elders...something we're working on. I've managed to pick up the Spanish
language a bit easier than she has so I've been able to help understand it
better one on one. Even though I am senior companion, we always check
with each other to make sure we don't step on any toes and are happy with our
plans. We've never had any problems and are perfectly comfortable with
walking in silence. Something I always consider as a sign of good
I lucked out with companions. Hopefully this streak
P.S. Sorry there are no pictures this week. The
computers have been possessed by Satan and won't let me upload any.