This week something unusual happened. MY AUNT AND UNCLE CAME
TO SAN IGNACIO--THE LAND OF MY MISSION!!
What a blessing though. We had a ridiculously pleasant time
together. Granted our hours were numbered--to 2--but I soaked in each moment.
Not going to lie; it was a tad surreal to see my real, live family members here
in Belize, but it was way too much fun. I love you Steve and Kathy! Thanks
again for stopping by! ;)
Also! I am officially 4 months old in the mission! That is
nuts to me.
The term 'jam-packed' was born to the end of describing this
week I just lived. Ah man. Every day something new. But first. A few
well-deserved shout outs.
1. HOLA AT MY SINGLES WARD. You guys are da bomb. Ok? I got
your card and I just loved it!! Thanks so much ya'll. I read each and every
little note from all of you and I reveled in it all. You're all way too tender.
Feel free to send more letters in the future. I love you all! Seriously...so
much love right now.
2. Grandma & Grandpa Loomis. You are champions. Thanks
for the package!!! It was so cherished. Somehow you also know all my favorite
things in the world. Thanks so much for the food and the clothes and the hand
sanitizer! Love you!
So maybe a few of you can recall the gold dollar coins we
used to circulate in the US? I remember when one came out with Sacagawea. Is
that spelled correctly? I don’t mean to disrespect her by butchering the
spelling...because I am grateful for her contributions to American history.
But. The point of this comment is that if any person has at any time wondered
about the location of all the us dollar coins--I have found them. ALL OF THEM.
They are here in Belize of course! How they came to ALL be here I cannot tell.
But there are millions of them here. Pretty much it’s the only denomination
they use here. Another Belizean mystery to rival that surrounding their ancient
ruins.
SO this week Sister S and I are teaching a lesson when a
young girl who I consider to be a friend of mine leans over and says to me,
'you know sister Hirschi, you are a lot more childish than sister S'.
Personally, I would have preferred a different description. Maybe fun,
spontaneous, creative, witty. I dunno. But thanks M****! Your comment will
be treasured.
Tambien, this week we had changes. And sadly, Sister S
se fue. She was assigned to a different area and I am very, very, VERYYYY sad about this. She
was a rock star and I laughed every day with her. I learned a ton from that
Guatemalan fireball. But my new companion is a Mexican American and she is also
a force to be reckoned with. We are going to light it up here. I am really
looking forward to working with Sister R. But my heart is aching a lil' bit
for Sis S
.
Being a missionary is becoming a real treat for me you guys.
I am really learning how to just love and embrace this work. I'm trying so hard
to think of something profound I learned this week but nothing is coming. I am
legitimately sorry for this. I think maybe I'm just getting happier. And it’s
awesome. It's just coming from genuinely forgetting myself in this work. I know
sometimes it’s hard to share the gospel with people. It can be awkward. I never
considered myself an awkward person before the mission but I've had a lifetime
of HUGELY embarrassing moments that were completely beyond hope of salvaging.
But who cares you know? Haha that’s probably not terribly inspiring for you
all...but I promise that the joy comes. Share the gospel and the light will
come. That much I can promise you.
Ok ya'll. I love you times infinity and to the moon and
back. Have a wonderful week and get out there and TALK to people about what you
believe.
Love sister Hirschi
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