Un Poquito Espanol?

What a week! - I know I said that last week so I guess it's more like: What a Transfer!
We've been doing so much I haven't written in my journal for a week!

To start, I think I had a cold. Either that or my allergies kicked me in the face. Hermana Hill has been suffering from sickness. Her stomach has been bothering her so she had to go home. We went on exchanges a few times and Sister Hill and I got to talk. I'm glad I got to spend some time with her before she left. We dropped her off in San Jose at the other Hermana's apartment. Hermana Hernandez is in a state of "companionlessness" so Sister Vaisa and I are helping her with her area. It's a little hard because they speak Spanish for the most part. We're trying to learn some more Spanish. Good thing I know un poquito Espanol...which means, "I know a little Spanish". (I think I totally spelled that wrong.)

This transfer was weird for me, and quite possibly the hardest transition yet. We're having trouble finding new investigators and the ones we have are stubborn. But there is one I have hope for. Her name is Cindy and she has a few concerns. But she loves the church and that's a good sign.

I've had a lot of different kinds of "pains" on my mission. But lately, after listening to Break Up with the World by Hank Smith, I've developed this attitude that I would rather have a headache than temptation, and I would rather be in pain than to sin. I'd rather have physical trials than spiritual trials. I have found out the truth for myself.

While I was watching/reviewing the Restoration, a calm feeling of peace and reassurance swept over me. It was a real feeling that brought me great happiness. I know that I'm doing the right thing for the right reasons, and I want to share the message of this Gospel with everyone! 

- Always, Sister Brown!