Wednesday, December 9, 2015

(Sandy's texas song) I wanna go hoooommmmmeeeee hoommmeeeeeee

Hola Familia!!!! 
So I think this will be my last letter home... (cry cry to the mommy cry... cry cry) 
I am filled with--- as you would call it-- bittersweet feelings! "In a million ways completely torn apart... as a land so far away still owns my heart" ( Just cheesily quoting nashville tribute band here) 
I feel like its all a dream. I feel like I am leaving home and going to... don't know where haha. I love the Argentine people. 
I wish to share just a few things that my merciful Heavenly Father has been teaching me these past few weeks. 
Sometimes the timing an will of our Heavenly Father are not the same as ours. Even though my vision of how I wanted my last transfers to be was not the same as how it turned out, my Heavenly Father has helped me realize that personally, I really have given all I have to this work. That makes it so that I have no regrets. I really am ending the mission consecrating myself , and that makes me happy :) Brigham Young never saw the Salt lake temple finished- yet he played such a valuable part in its construstion. Abindadi died without having an idea of helping anyone- yet he changed Nephite history. Sometimes the Lords timing is simply different than our own. I have the strong hope that there are many fruits of my labors yet to be seen in the future. My efforts, especially with my companion, have not been wasted- not even in the smallest part. 
This work will move forward. I only feel so grateful that I have had the priveledge of being a small part of it for so short a time. 
I know my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ live. They are real beings and they appeared to a  humble14 year old boy named Joseph Smith 200 years ago when the Restoration of the Gospel started to take place. I know that the Book of Mormon testifies of Christ and His love for EVERY people. I know He loves the people of Argentina- for He has placed that love in me and let it grow to the point that I would give anything for my beloved Argentine brothers and sisters. I love them, I love you all for supporting me. And I love my Savior Jesus Christ and His pure restored gospel.  
 And I know He loves me! You are all a witness of His love for me! Thank you supporting me in the best decision of my life. 
 Now, I want you all to picture a trunky moment of me coming off that plane with brian Adams playing "I will always return"... Lets make it happen- hahaha just kidding. 
 I love you all!!! Hurah por Israel! 
Con amor, 
Hermana Flake 
 


p.s. Maybe I wont miss the cockroaches as much.... This one attacked my umbrella 



These shoes are just about done---  
 
(in the tune of sandy's texas song) 
I wish I could stayyyy in argentina... i'll miss those wide open skies, i'll miss my , asado and dulce de leche pieeeee oh my... when i'm so far from you argentina---all i can do is cryyyyyyyy 
 
dont wanna go HOOOMMMMEEEEEEE HOMMMEEEEEE 

que los cumpla feliz hermana silvia castrooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(We surprised her in the morning with banana pancakes and a birthday hat) 

One last picture of my Argentina Sky


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