January 10, 2017


Shippensburg, Pennsylvania


Sister Hamblin

Beautiful Elizabethtown

Goodbye Chambersburg, hello Elizabethtown.

After yet another few days of goodbyes, I climbed into a dusty pickup truck and off toward my new area. Waving goodbye to Julie through the back window of the truck was hard. I tried not to cry.

Elizabethtown is a old town that was thrown together on the side of the Susquehanna River, and every morning we drive over the hill and the view is beautiful. Rustic little townhouses tucked between cathedrals all carved out by the river.

Sister Tait came out on the mission with me. She is from Cedar City Utah, she loves Ultimate Frisbee, and she makes me laugh harder than anyone. I love her and I often wonder how I got so blessed to have such fabulous companions on my mission.

So, with the changes and everything, my wise mother emailed me and told me to take some time with the Lord this week to really understand what He was doing here. So I did. And I've been struggling with this for a long time, the majority of my mission, but I am not very good at allowing myself to feel like the Lord is proud of me and my efforts are acceptable. It makes sense that He would be, right? But I think my insecurities and my shortcomings create a mental block in my mind that do not allow me to feel that from Him.

This week was full of miracles. E-town is incredible, and we have a lot of people to teach. The ward members literally embraced me immediately, and people have practically asked us to be taught. There was a 14 year old boy who came to church with his less-active mother yesterday. He is not a member but he came up to us and told us he wanted to be baptized. We are going to teach him on Saturday. This whole next week is filled with really cool teaching opportunities. I love being busy with the work.

With it being fast Sunday, I really felt that I needed to fast to feel God's love for myself and the people I labor for and with, and this plea was answered in a very powerful way.
During the Sacrament prayer, I started thinking about the billions of souls who Jesus Christ's Atonement covered. He suffered for all of them, ALL of them, and yet people tell me that He suffered for us all individually. While I was pondering this, a thought from the Spirit came very clearly and powerfully into my mind, "He would have done it all, even if it were only for YOU."

That was a great mercy from the Lord, answering my fast in a way that I could understand how He felt for me. I now have a renewed testimony of Christ's love.
And that's why I'm here.

UH maybe next week's email will be more funny. Sorry bout that:) Stay tuned, America
Duces, gooses


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