Well my friends, the church is still true. I have been studying the apostasy and the restoration a lot recently. I woke up from a dream last night. In my dream, I did not believe in prophets and was so confused. Without prophets, nothing else made sense. The pattern of the world was all messed up inside my head. But, all is well.... there is a prophet today. His name is Thomas S. Monson. The Priesthood, the Gospel of Jesus Christ in its entirety, the correct concept of our Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ, these have been restored and the Holy Ghost testifies they is correct! It all makes sense! I love it!
In other news, I am not being transferred tomorrow. Hermana Baumgartner and Woo are leaving me! It will be fine.
We had a surprise party for Evelyn and Hermana Woo on Thursday. Sister Taylor came. That made it pretty intense. I gave Evelyn a birthday princess sash I got for my birthday so she felt really uncomfortable in a good way.
This illness started the long process of staying in (at least for me) for the weekend. I thought being sick at home was boring because mom would never let us "relax". On a mission, you can relax but there is nothing to do! I was in too much pain to stay still. That meant writing in my journal or reading Jesus the Christ were not really options. I attempted watching The District. Because we watch it every day, it wasn’t really very soothing. It was a long weekend. Hermana Baumgartner felt sick as well. We tried to get splits for them to leave the apartment for one of the days. The first thing I ate was the sacrament on Sunday. Wohoo! Wake up call.
That evening, we attended a baptism. I was fine until we had to sing a musical number. For some reason, breathing was really hard for me. I had a pain in my chest. So, I was up again all Sunday night pacing our study room. I could not lie down so I sat on the floor. I fell asleep sitting on the floor! I woke up with a jerk as I began to sway too much.
I was doing pretty well on Monday. Only once did I have to ask the other Sisters to pull over so I could lie down on the side walk in a small neighborhood park. I would have been fine after that except that dinner just did not understand that I have been sick. I had not eaten in 3 days and then it was a Mexican meal! It was a long recovery. On the bright side, it was a good story to get to write home about this week!
So, that has been my week. Yesterday was really a great day. It was full of miracles. I am so grateful for a God takes time to teach me. Love you all!