hola familia! another week down in the grande old MTC. i cant even believe another week is gone. it's insane how fast time is going. i know its only been a couple weeks but it is the weiredest experience. i decided we are working on two time schedules: ours (the "me" from back home that are still keeping track of how long two years is) and the lord's (the time we spend focusing on learning and teaching) so when we are consumed in the lord's time table, we look back and see how much of our time table has already past. i dont know if i explained that right but it makes sense in my head. so mom i might need you to send me another inhaler. i got pretty sick this past week and i came to the realization of 'what good is a breathing machine gonna do when i am walking around and need to breathe. dont worry im still alive and all and surprisingly (miracle of being in the mtc) its only been like a week and im already starting to feel better. usually it takes like two weeks, with antibiotics and like five treatments a day. i only used my inhaler, drank tooons of water, and prayed a bunch.
oh yeah, cool experience i had that i forgot to write about but i wrote it down in my journal. so i got on the plane and walked to the back of the plane to go to my seat. i sat down in between a twenty-something year old guy deep into his book and an older guy who passed out the second we sat down. i just sat there and thought oh no this is gonna be a long, lonely flight. then i thought of Grandma and Grandpa flitton. i could feel them there and i swear i saw them, not with my eyes but with my spirit, standing right there in the isle just smiling at me. i knew i had loved ones there to comfort me at a very difficult time. not to long after we took off, the guy next to me put down hisbook. i had been looking out the window and said "this is the last view of phoenix i'll get for two years". we slowly began to talk and then literally one after the other questions abot missions and the church bagan pouring from him. i cant help but think that nanny and gaga told him to put his book down and talk to me. haha not a hundred percent sure if they're the ones who got him to talk to me the whole flight but just thought i'd share that experience.
haha so yes we have tuesday devotionals every week, no they are not always apostles. which is totally fine. we heard this week from elder david a evans of the Seventy who is also the executive director of the mission department. he and his wife spoke to us about becoming lost in the lord's work and yielding to the spirit. he told a story of a missionary who got stuck in the mtc for two months waiting for his visa. at the time, elder evans wrote to this missionary (coincidentally named Elder Brown), telling him he was sorry for his visa delay. this was part of what he said in his 'reply' letter (i changed the country name to apply it to myself): "i have promised the Lord two years of my life. i'll go to Peru when the Lord wants me to go to Peru." i got thinking alot about that and how it really is in the Lord's hands. so, i'll get my visa when the Lord wants to give it to me. so tell president ostler, Ben Ostler sang, with the byu men's choir, in our sunday night devotional. it was pretty cool to see him up there.
but yeah, one thing i'm having a hard time learning to do is to get lost in the work. letting go of my entire old life is soooo hard for me. music, movies, friends, all of it, a part of me is resisting letting go of it. i asked one of my teachers about it and he shared with me the advice his dad gave him: "Get so lost in the work that Satan can't even find you." that hit me SO hard. i decided i want to be at the point where not only satan cant find me, but where i can't find myself. the "old me" i mean. last week on p day, we all saw each other in our civilian clothes and hermana villalobos was like "thats the kendall i remember". i thought about that and realized, i dont want people to "remember that kendall" or even miss "the old kendall". as ive said before, the mission is a repentance process; the ultimate refiner's fire. i want to come off that plane in two years, and i want everyone to be reunited with someone they've never met before; someone who gave himself to the Lord, and the Lord, in return, gave something different, and better, back.
in other news, we found out yesterday thta our teachers wont be our teachers anymore. the district was super bummed because we love our teachers so much and its crappy to see them go, but we'll get through it. in our last lesson with "Rubi" (a progressive investigaator that was acted out by our teachers who actually taught Rubi in her mission) i experienced something ive never felt before. our two previous lessons with rubi were rough. i saw her as our teacher (who i had a rough start with to begin with) rather than seeing her as rubi. but this last time. we did everything we could to give rubi what she needed, not what we needed to give to her. before the lesson was over, i was crying. rubi opened up to us as we taught about the atonement and i felt love for someone that i barely even know, and wanted to give anything to help her. it was awesome. after we left, me and my comp went to the stairwell to pray and to think about what just happened. he looked at me and said "en serio? that was dope" haha good old elder Schagel.
Doug and Family-thanks for the package! i've been munchin on those nachos all week. you are awesome
Aunt Kris and family-thanks so much for your package as well and for the cards. that meant alot
mom- yes that one day i didnt get a dear elder i was actually pretty bummed. keep em coming, i love hearing from my mom every day. so i already mentioned the inhaler, i would also like a copy of "lamb of god". that wouldbe awesome! and for m birthday package? hmmmmmmm not sure if you already sent it but there's not really much i need. we get well fed here (and when i say that i mean in quantity. quality? never) haha but mmmm home made cookies are always bomb. i dont know what else, whatever ya want. as for district leader responsibilites? i have a few leadership/ward council meetings each week, i get the mail, i assign prayers and songs in class, and i make sure everyone's doin alright. the responsibility is almost unbearable. haha no i like it alot, but yeah there's really not too much we do. just try to set an example. which is really hard because i have like zero attention span and get distracted when the light reflects of my watch.
maci-thanks for finally writin me mace face! haha and yes my mini fridge is all yours. just dont throw away the teenage mutant ninja turtle magnets!
Jessalyn- thanks so much for the dear elder. i pray for you and hayden all the time. keep praying and trust in the lord. it'll be solid! go read 1 nephi 17: .... um i forgot which verses. but it talks about how if you do whats right, he will be the light to guide you.
mark-thanks for the letter, that story about the balloon is hillarious and just screams "Leonora Ward"
Grandma-thanks love ya!
anyone else i forgot to mention i apologize!!!
alright well im running out of time, i'll try to send some pictures and what not. thanks mom for all those pictures you sent me!!! so good to see those familiar faces. Love you all!!
Elder Bears Brown
wait sike just kidding i just realized im in the building where you cant upload pictures. CRAP. oh well, next week!