Your Song

 

Hello everyone, it has been a good second week at the MTC! Saturday started with service at 6:45, which wasn't awesome. What was awesome is that there wasn't much to do when we got there, so we wiped the already stainless tables outside.

Sunday was packed like every other day, but most of it was spent in the "go and do experience." It's basically just 3 hours of personal study with some super loose prompts to study about. It was pretty boring, but I did feel the Spirit a lot. Like a lot. My district was all focused (which is rare), and we were in an area that played some of my favorite instrumental hymns. It got to a point where i kind of just had to sit in the feelings and enjoy the moment.

On Tuesday we got to listen to Elder Anderson in a devotional, and he talked a lot about how growing your faith in Jesus Christ is the most important thing you can do. He also talked about how you get interruped when you're doing important work and gave an example of multiple delayed flights on the way to a temple dedication. Right after talking about that, his mic cut out and never came back on. He had the choir sing "Armies of Helaman" again, then had everyone else join in. It was especially powerful because they replaced the words "we will be the Lords missionaries" to "we are now the Lord's missionaries, bringing the world His truth."  Elder Anderson closed with his testimony: "He lives! He loves you!" It was super simple, but there's something special about hearing an unwritten, unexpected testimony straight from an Apostle's heart. The craziest part is that it was being broadcast to other rooms and MTCs, but since the mic cut out the only people that heard it (and probably ever will) were in that gym.

We helped host all 800 new missionaries on Wednesday, which was crazy because I was on the other side of that only a week ago. The elders that I guided were chill, but they were all in the same residence and on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors. Turns out walking in the Utah sun across campus and carrying both max-weight bags up 3 flights of stairs is not very fun. It's also a little disheartening to ask the new english speakers how long they're going to be here and realize they're getting out before you do.

Full immersion into Spanish started yesterday, so there has not been a single english word uttered in our classes since. It's not been too bad for me though. High school Spanish isn't letting me down and I can understand everything the teachers are saying, at least for now. We're also just doing introductions and talking about family, so pretty simple stuff.

There was a temple visit this morning and basketball after that but definitely not as busy as last week. We also tried sand volleyball but it was like stepping on tiny red coals from the sun. Would not recommend.

Spiritual thought: One other thing said at the devotional was that all you need to do is bring the loaves and fishes, and the Lord can provide the rest. It reminded me of a BYU forum I attended last semester by the director of the Chosen, who said something very similar. I feel like I am giving a lot more than that (two years of my life), but I know that some days I may only be able to give my loaves and fishes. It's comforting to know that even on those days the Lord can still take care of the rest as long as I'm giving all I can. Not too crazy, but I feel like there were a lot of spiritual things included here. 

As I have been at the MTC for longer and looking at the view, I realized that I am one of this missionaries that I would always see in class at night. I'm pretty sure I've looked in my exact window many times when walking back from the parking lot by BYU laundry, not knowing I would spend 7 hours a day on the other side. It's kind of crazy to think about, but it's also a pretty cool full circle moment. Anyways, that's it for now.

Ve con Dios,

- Elder Puzey

For pictures:
Our interesting district with one of our teachers (both of them are being transferred to morning classes at BYU semester).
The elevators are a little busy after class gets out. This happens almost every day.
Our residence hall is actually named after someone born in my mission! At least I think it's in my mission because Gibraltar's a bit of a gray area.





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