Week 4: One Month Down

Hola everyone. It has now been officially a month and a day since I've been set apart as a missionary. It has also probably been the quickest month of my life. Time has absolutely flown by, and I'm completely ok with that. Every day is filled with gospel and language study, bonding with my district, and the occasional fun random activity. Like last P-day when we went to the Provo temple, which was absolutely incredible. I love the temple, and I was grateful for the opportunity to get outside the MTC boundaries and get out into the real world. 


Me and my two comps actually got the opportunity to talk to a guy outside of the temple who was writing a talk about the Holy Ghost. We were able to give him some advice and direct him to some conference talks and also 3rd Nephi 18. It was awesome to be able to see what missionary work is going to be like. Except we'll be speaking a different language, and it'll be -40 degrees outside. Oh Canada, I can't wait!


If I haven't said it here before, I'll say it again: this MTC is packed. There are so many people here, it's hard to imagine. And it's so funny to walk around and see all the familiar faces from back home, see their tags, and realize that they're missionaries. Then I realize I'm a missionary. Like I said before, this whole month has been surreal. It's been so sweet to be able to see how real this quote is from Ezra Taft Benson: "I have often said that one of the greatest secrets of missionary work is work! If a missionary works, he will get the Spirit, if he gets the Spirit, he will teach by the spirit; and if he teaches by the spirit, he will touch the hearts of the people and he will be happy. There will be no homesickness, no worrying about families, for all the time and talents and interests are centered on the work of the ministry. Work, work, work,- there is no satisfactory substitute, especially in missionary work." I love that quote so so so very much. It gives a solution to much of the ills missionaries face. President Benson's prescription? Work, work, and more work. Surround yourself in the work, and you will be happy. I've felt the power of missionary work and how it can change the lives of the people you teach as well as your own. I love being a missionary, and I can't wait to go to Canada two weeks from today!


Adios, 
Elder Curtis


Pic time:
Me and elder Stoltz
CANADA
Absolutely radical morning study Pic
Update: Hermano Markham is indeed rizzing up Hermana Demill 



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