Hello my darlings! So
what the fetch I think everyday this week has been monday. I felt like
yesterday was monday. The weeks are flying by, holy crap. I already have 2
months in my mission field. 4 months total. Like when I think about it, I feel
like I am going home tomorrow. I am really enjoying the work, it is really
repetitive and its hard not gunna lie but the growth I can feel in my spirit
and my knowledge of the gospel. And some other crazy things that I know I would
never have ever learned without serving my mission. It is going to be so dope
when I get home and I can tell people yeah I served my mission in Mexico City.
And when I get to talk to the Mexicans in America in Spanish. The mission has
changed my life the people you meet, the things you experience. Just crazy
shizz happens on the mish and you cant help but look and laugh at how truly
crazy, ghetto, awesome, scary, or how much God truly loves you.
I had some priorities
pretty mixed up when I was back in the states and when you're in the middle of
it you really do think that you know what’s best and you have all your crap
straight, then when you take a step back for a couple months you realize how
stupid you were. Like family, college soccer, traveling the world, hanging with
friends, girls, buying a dog, building a log cabin, living in the woods, cell
phone, instagram, twitter. These are all things I thought of when I was
deciding whether or not I was gunna go on a mission, all these were reasons why
I wasn’t going to go. Things change, crap happens, you lose friends, you miss
your family. But things that you are passionate about will still be there when
you get home. Same with families, friends, the wilderness, log cabins, girls,
dogs, just all these things. But I am so grateful I am here right now cause I
have learned so much, about what is important in life, for example, when I get
home, the first thing I do is when I get home I am going to ask my parents and
my brother and sister to go on a drive up the canyon, and I am going to sit in
the middle seat in between my brother and sister and we are going to listen to James
Taylor, or U2 while we go up the canyon and have a picnic. (I think only my
family will get why I said this haha) But yeah we get so focused on the worldly
things that we forget to this is the time that we here to prepare to meet God.
Most people who think this may not be important is because they don’t have a
testimony that there is a god or about the gospel.
But anyway that is my
preaching for the week. Everything is going great, we have more investigators
and more work than is good for us. My companion was telling me some scary
stories last night. And he told me about this time when him and 3 other
missionaries saw a crazy shadow demon thing and he couldn’t move and it just
stood there hovering over him and the other missionaries, and they couldn’t
move or speak but then it was all of a sudden gone. They blessed the house and
nothing ever happened again. After he told me this story we dedicated the house
cause holy fetch I was freaked haha. Yeah but a lot of crazy crap happens on
the mission haha.
Yeah love you all and
I want to hear from more of you I miss my friends and family, write me por
favor. Send me pictures they are my favorite ever.!!!!!!!!!! Talk to all you
cool cats in a week!!!!!!!!
PS. Ty live it up in
the MTC where you actually get to see white people and talk in english some
times. #thefieldiswaydopethough
Elder Rodabough
