Well a lot has happened in these last few weeks. But let me begin with the CCM. Last Monday was my last full day there. But unfortunately the Hermanas in our district left that day at 6 in the evening because they were heading to Bolivia. To be honest I never really felt like a missionary in the CCM because it felt more like EFY (even though I never went to one). But when that bus left it hit me really hard that this is actually happening.
That next morning was really tough for me. I
couldn't eat much. I was so emotionally torn since everyone in our room
had left earlier around 4ish. And Elder Draney decided that he wanted to
go for a walk before we left. I can´t believe that I even made it out
of the walls because I just couldn't get the image of me and my
companion sitting next to a little cassita getting ready to go and teach
an investigator, and it was just killing me.
Well I was
eventually able to get out of those walls and somewhat pull myself
together. We met President Boswell and our new companions, had a little
bit of training and went to our areas.
My new companion´s
name is Elder Salazar. He is 13 months into his mission and is the
district leader of our district. He is a Latino and is from Pura, Peru
and so far we have done amazing things together. He can understand English pretty well and we are able to communicate with each other with Spanglish, which is helping my Spanish a lot.
My Spanish has
gotten so much better but I am still slow at speaking it. I can
understand about 80% of what people are saying but usually that other
20% is the most important part of what they´re saying.
One
miracle we had happened last night. We decided we would go contacting
for an hour before we would go and eat dinner. But we had no idea where
to go because where ever you looked there was no one in the streets and
usually the streets are pretty busy. So I asked my companion if we could
pray. He seemed a bit taken back but said sure. So I prayed (this time
in English) and told God that we were lost and we needed help to find
his chosen. Almost immediately after our prayer a man came around the
corner and I had the strongest feeling to just tell him buenas noches. After I said that, Elder Salazar took over and we ended up going to his
house and teaching his family a lesson.
That experience was
so amazing and it helps me realize that my cold showers don´t mean
anything and that my broken Spanish doesn't mean anything because I know
that if I can always stay worthy and seek for the spirit that God will
help us. I miss you all and love to hear from you.
Best Wishes
Elder Garbett
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| Rowan's CCM District |
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| Rowan singing in the choir |
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| President and Sister Moore with the CCM District |
