Sunday, January 18, 2015

Short Letter

 Hola familia y amigos!
   Can I just say that I love the topical guide? It doesn´t exist in Spanish. But it makes it soooo much easier to find certain scriptures when I´m studying. I do love morning study time. I will miss have so much time to just study the gospel.
   Church attendance reacher 75 this week! That´s the highest it´s been since I got here to Jinotega! We´re just 5 below the branch goal. Hopefully this Sunday we can reach 80.
    We had a bunch of families commited to going to church, but none of them came. We had three individual investigators, 2 of which I was very surprised to see walk in. It´s funny how sometimes the people we least expect to show up are the only ones who come. We´re pushin´ on and hoping too see some baptisms soon. We´ve got some good possibilities, but it all depends on if they choose to act. 
   Today for P-day, we went to a place called Selva Negra, which is a tourist place just outside of Matagalpa. We were expecting to see monkeys, but apparently they don´t come out in the rain and it was raining lightly while we were there. Bummer. People say in some of the forests in this part of Nicaragua you can spot sloths too, but I didn´t see any. The only animals we saw were ducks and a deer that was fenced in. But it was a really pretty, green, lush forest so I got a few cool pictures and we also had fun taking some pics on an army tank at the entrance. There was also a cool little cabin with flags of all the different countries. Also, last week, we went to a scenic place in Esteli as a double-zone P-day and got to see some pretty views and a waterfall. 
   I´m sorry this is such a short, boring letter, but at least I´m sending pictures. This is the last week of transfers! This Sunday I´ll find out if I´m staying here for my last change. Have a great week! Con mucho amor, Hermana Hawkins
P.s. Thanks to all who sent words of support this week. They are much appreciated. 

In Humility Our Savior

Dear family and friends,
   I don´t even know where to begin. I have about a million things running through my head right now. This has been a very humbling week and a half. We had a baptism fall through, only had one investigator in church on Sunday, and learned a lot of things we can do better. We´re dropping Jessica. Her parents are putting too much opposition and she doesn´t have the courage to share her testimony with them and explain why baptism is so important to her. Maybe when she´s a little older. I was feeling pretty frustrated Sunday morning when none of the people who had commited to going to church showed up. I´ve just gotten so sick of lies. All of this sort of built up until Monday, when we got a text saying one of the sister training leaders would be coming to work with us on Monday. I looked forward to it because I knew I would learn a lot, but I also knew it would be a humbling and overwhelming experience. And it was. She did a lot of analyzing and giving suggestions. I felt like I was being judged. I suppose I was. But not all judgement is unjust. I tried to go through the day with an open mind and took lots of notes of things I can do better. The  next day was harder though. In the morning, during our personal studies, the sister training leader told me she had been thinking a lot about me and knew that I was an obedient, hard-working missionary and wondered why I wasn´t having as much success as she felt I deserved. She said she knew I put my heart into the work, but felt that I have been working too much with people who aren´t willing to make the changes necessary to follow Christ because sometimes we love investigators so much that we don't want to drop them. She made a lot of emphasis on the fact that I´m nearning the end of my mission and said that if I would just change some small, simple things, I see miracles before the end. I couldn't help but cry in feeling her love and concern. And anyone who knows me know that when I start crying, I can´t stop. And I´m such an ugly crier!
  The truth is, I have been struggling a lot in the last few months wondering the same thing: why I haven´t been baptizing if I´m putting my heart into the work. I´ve been getting so frustrated with investigators and my heart at times has felt like it´s taken a whipping. As I am nearing the end of my mission, I´ve put a lot of goals for myself, and one of my deepest desires is to not look back on my mission with resentment or bitterness. My misson has taught me a lot and made me stronger and I´m so grateful for this experience, but recently I´ve been feeling bitter for all of the disappointments. That´s not what I want. I want to find joy in my mission. I want to look back on this experience with a smile, not with resentment. I want to feel a great love for Nicaragua and the people here. The sister training leader helped me to see that if I am willing to drop the people who don´t want to make commitments and act and do more searching to find those who are truly prepared, I won´t have to experience so much disappointment. I realized she was right. I learned a lot about my weaknesses in these last couple days and discovered some ways I can improve. I regret not learning these things sooner so I´d have more time to put them into practice. But in the moments when we are filled with regret and wish we could go back and change the past, that´s where the Atonement comes into play. Change is hard. It won´t be easy to put the things I learned into practice. It´s going to take work. I won´t be able to overcome my weaknesses on my own. I trust that Christ will give me the strength to move forward, the faith to keep trying, the hope to believe that things will get better, the courage to let go of my fear of failure, and a greater sense of charity for the people of Nicaragua. I pray that this experience will bring me closer to Christ and allow me to turn my regrets into gratitude for the opportunity to understand the Atonement a little better.
   I hope everyone had a happy new year and had set some goals for this year to make this year a better one. With much love, Hermana Hawkins 
P.s. I was going to send pictures today, but I´m out of time. I´ll try to send them next week. 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

And Some More Pictures!

https://www.dropbox.com/sc/pgkwgzwa6ntbdkf/AAAP_rEQOBXFlBKjFTKDn2dSa?n=224963820
“photos from the christmas activity. mom, thanks for the new skirt! :) i opened all the clothes gifts early”

Videos

https://www.dropbox.com/s/nqv5qyp6ab3vbth/SDC12342.AVI?n=224963820
“crazy dancer elder from Costa Rica”

“more crazy dancing”

“more dancing”

“super funny elf dancing video someone made with pics of Pres. and his wife and the mission nurse”

“This is a video of me singing "Little Baby". Unfortunately it´s not complete cause my camera´s memory got full and it the sound cuts out a bit cuz I forgot to tell the person who was recording it that when you zoom, the sound cuts out. But at least you can get the general idea of how it sounded. :)”

“This is me and my comp playing "Christmas Bells" on the harmonica. It sounded better when we practiced it. I think we got a little nervous when we performed it.”

More Pictures!

“me and Hermana Orellana, Christmas decorations, Matagalpa zone, hives/allergy, the hammock I sent myself,”
https://www.dropbox.com/sc/y7pt7ioqduir94t/AAB4Dm2yhg53D2__1l8R2SpJa?n=224963820

Pictures!

https://www.dropbox.com/sc/ef49mtmpxev6483/AADqR1q0voL0DIUKLDiKVMzoa

“hike to the cross, my tired face after climbing up all those steps, we found a donkey at the bottom of the mountain and decided to climb on it for some fun pics haha, cute cemetery, my t-shirt from my last zone, the bug bites on my legs, the trunky agenda I made my comp, Freydel´s baptism, monkey park, a stream we hiked up, zone bonfire activity”

Christmas Blessings

   There a few things I think I will never understand. One of them is why nutella makes it acceptable to eat chocolate for breakfast. I don´t know why; it just does. Another is why Christ was willing to suffer so much for us? What caused him to have such a great love for us. I think I´ll never really know. But I sure am grateful to know that He did that for me. 
   This week was great cuz it was Christmas!! It was so good to talk to the family and hear there voices. I also accomplished my Christmas goal which was to memorize all of "The Living Christ" in Spanish.  On the night of Christmas day, we visited a potential investigator named Yamilet and found out that her husband had just abandoned her and her 9 year-old son 3 days prior and she was suffering. We were able to share some words of comfort and hope in a time when she really needed it. She said we were like angels. No better way to spend Christmas than sharing the light of Christ with someone passing through a time of darkness. Yamilet came to church on Sunday with her son and she brought 2 other investigators! her sister, who´s a single mom and her son. She also brought her other sister who we found out is a less active member! So we ended up have two families in church! Annnnnd, Luis finally went to church again! I was so suprised and excited to see him! It had been a hard morning of passing by for investigators and hearing lie after lie, but God blessed us with some miracles.
      We dropped Carolina. She didn´t even have a desire to know if the Book of Mormon is true and she thinks it doesn´t matter what church you´re in. Heck, she lives right in front of the church and has never visited on Sunday. That should have been sign enough that she wasn´t willing to act. It´s sad, really. I´ve noticed in my mission that the people who have seen some of the biggest miracles in their lives, for example God healing them from a grave illness, are the ones who are least willing to act to test the truth of this message. And the ones who have suffered some of the biggest trials are the ones who are humbled and prepared to receive the gospel. You´d think that someone who´d witnessed such a big miracle would be more willing to show their gratitude to the Lord, but just as Laman and Lemuel turned around and started murmuring just shortly after seeing an angel, there are people who take their blessings for granted. 
    On a happier note, we found a new family this week named Yasmina and Victor who has already been to church 7 times! We just need to get them married and review the lessons to prepare them for baptism! They have 3 kids who are old enough to be baptized. Please pray for them.
   We moved Jessica´s baptismal date back a week cuz we need to finish teaching her the lessons. 
  The church attendance fluctuates here so bad. Last Sunday it had gone up by 39 people, but yesterday it went down 27 people. 
  We had a zone meeting this week in which an elder shared a little about his background. He grew up in really humble circumstances and entered the military at age 10 so he could prepare a better future for himself. In the military, in order to have better food privelages, they had to run. So he ran and ran himself almost to death so he could eat. Then he visited a specialist who asked him why he was running himself to death for food if food is a combustible, not a delight and advised him to not worry about running so hard to be one of the first people to get to the place to eat, but to take his time and get there last and just eat the other food that wasn´t as delicious, but would satisfy his needs. So that´s what he did. He didn´t earn the same food privelages, but he didn´t have to run himself so hard and be compeltely wiped of energy. In this military camp he did, only 50 people pass, which is a small amount and he was able to pass because he took the advice to not run himself so hard. He applied all this to the mission and said that sometimes we work ourselves to death run out of energy, but if we work at a good pace and work efficiently and intelligently, things will come out better in the end. Anyway, it was pretty impactful to learn about all he had to go through at just 10 years old and it taught me that everyone has a story and until we really get to know them, we won´t understand why they are the way they are. 
I hope you all have a spiritually-uplifting week. Much love, Hermana Hawkins