Monday, November 3, 2014

Prayer and Shania Twain

Well I don´t have a whole lot of time or a whole bunch to report on. Pictures still aren´t working, my comp says that the computers here are the worst she has ever used so maybe things will be better in other the long future. 

I have come to the realization that Shania Twain really is my favorite singer. I mean she has always been up there on my charts, but there was a time during my teenage years where I kind of just forgot about her. Also, it is so weird how one moment I can be really happy and loving life and then 5 minutes later really discouraged. I now know that mood swings are a real thing and have never experienced so many in my life! And during these times is when I realize that Shania Twain is my favorite and that her lyrics really just speak to me, because, "Man, I feel like a woman."

Me and my companion are doing work and having fun. I have been concentrating a lot on prayer lately. I remember when I was younger I thought that prayers were only said at night and before meals, and then one day me and mckell were doing something and she talked about how she prays all the time. (we were probably like 12 or 13) and I was like whoa, mckell, how many times do you pray in a day, and she acted like it was obvious and said "oh goodness like 20 to 30!" and I remember that I was completely blown away because I didn´t realize that we could pray whenever or about whatever. And since that time I have really tried to apply the gift or prayer more frequently in my life and I can honestly see so many blessings that have come from it.

Moroni 7 is my favorite chapter in the Book of Mormon, I was reading it in today and verse 26 says ..."Whatsoever thing ye shall ask the Father in my name, which is good, with faith believing that ye shall receive, behold, it shall be done unto you."

And scriptures like that actually appear a lot throughout the Book of Mormon. I have been praying so hard, and almost constantly, for so many different things lately and honestly, HONESTLY, my prayers have been answered. But we can´t just ask and not act. I strongly believe in the 50/50 rule. More like 100/100 I guess. But we have to do all that we can, show that we are trying to follow the Savior and do what he has asked, and then we will be able to recieves those blessings.

Prayer is real. It is a gift from God. Use it.

I also want to say just how grateful I am for all the love and support I have recieved while serving. I feel so blessed and the support means so much, I don´t have the words to express it.

I love you all so much! Thank you for all that you do for me!


Hermana Blair


Hola familia y amigas!
This last week seemed to fly by. I write down things during the week so I can remember what happened. When I read them it seems like it was so long ago. This last week I had my first kiss from a man. He isn´t a member and is the dad of our main investigator Ana Laura (15). We went over to her house for a lesson and I stuck my hand out for a handshake and he said "In Argentina, we kiss!" and then he grabbed my face and planted a big, scruffy kiss on my cheek. I wish I could have seen my own face, it was probably so funny. It took me by surprise. My hand was still outstretched and I kind of just stood there and dídn´t know how to react. And since then have had a couple more kisses from, lovely, nonmembers that aren´t expecting a handshake. Always scruffy and always awkward. But I am learning how to be a more loving person so that is a plus.
Ana Laura is awesome, she is our main investigator, she pretty much found us and is so enthusiastic about the gospel is crazy. We have a baptismal date set for her in a month and we are all pretty excited. She is 15, I guess she had a dream about something and it made her start investigating, she talked with the online missionaries and already has a testimony about everything and really is just such a sweet girl. She loves American things so she likes to talk to me about that.
I completed one month in the field a couple days ago. woo! crazy how time just keeps rolling. My spanish is improving little by little everyday so that has been good. But even when I feel like I am speaking my best, people still tell me they can´t understand me. So yeah that is fun too.
A lot of the young women in the ward have asked me if I have brothers. They are looking for a husband from the states. So look out Taylor, there are a lot of 13 year olds on your case.
Its funny how the food is starting to taste better. The candy that I didn´t think was all that special in the beginning, now i feel like it tastes like heaven. Everyday I am surprised by what I am able to scarf down when we are eating with the members. But at least it is becoming easier. However, there is one dessert that I absolutely HATE! its called anchi. Its ground corn, like powered corn, and lemons, mixed to the point that it is like applesauce, (looks like applesauce) and served hot. ughhh, it makes me want to cry and we always get served so much of it. maybe with time my tongue will just stop tasting things and it will be alright.
We had exchanges two days ago and I was with Hermana Keil who is also from Utah and only has one more month than me in Argentina. She came to my area and we tried our best to navigate the streets. I must say I am pretty proud of myself because we did a pretty good job. Also, she has the voice of an angel so we were able to knock some socks off with our opening hymn in each lesson. Haha, really though, it was just nice to hear a hymn sung in tune. We celebrated my one month by eating my favorite popcorn that I brought from home, and a small bag of sour patch watermelons, also brought those from home. It was a good day!
Yesterday it rained. The first time it has rained since I have been here. It seriously poured. I think that the rain here just collects itself in the heavens for months on end and then decides to randomly drain itself in five hours. I am thankful for umbrellas, must say. But I was really happy for the rain. We were trudging through puddles but I was able to picture just a little bit, what fall in the US might feel like right now. The only bad thing about the rain is that when it stops raining, the stench of everything that smelled bad before just gets amplified by ten. My sinus´s are now clear. woo!
Again, I can´t figure out the pictures. I realize that they are too big, but also these computers are weird and some are more faulty than others. I will try and figure it out but we never have time. NEXT WEEK! maybe I will get lucky.
I am doing great, loving life. My life is so strange. I laugh sometimes because really, I am here in Argentina, hanging out with a cute little peruvian, and we walk the streets and tell people about the true church on the earth today. I am sure people think we are crazy. but I am loving it!
Love you all and thank you for all of the love and support! Remember that we are all missionaries, no matter our age or calling.
Peace and Blessings. XOXOXO
Hermana Blair

Abbey Argentina

well, my life is crazy. that is what I think pretty much everday here. and of course I can´t upload pictures. something is wrong with my camera. I will figure it out soon! 

So today we went to a monestary. Granted I don´t understand what is going on about 80 percent of the time, today I really had no idea. The Elders set stuff up for every monday, and then us hermanas get invited! So we went to a monestary, a member picked us up and drove us there. We were all squished into this really old ford car. Like really old. And we were on this really rocky dirt road and I was just praying that his pieces wouldn´t start falling off his car. I don´t think anything did, I mean it kept running. 

So we get there and the "chapel?" is under construction. There is just this telephone sitting off to the side, we had to use it to call a monk. We call a monk, he came and gave us permission to walk around the grounds (I have never met a monk, he was really really sweet. And was totally rocking the socks and sandles, he pulled it off quite nicely) and then we just walked through some vineyards and then stayed entertained by trying to throw rocks into one of the Elders shoes. Yep. Weird. That is my life. It was fun though, hopefully I can send pictures next week.

Yesterday we had lunch at a members home, she lives pretty far away so we had to take a taxi. I really don´t think there are regulations to this taxi business. This guys just picked us up, we paid him money, and then he took us where we needed to go. Maybe I will become a taxi driver in Argentina after my mission, seems promising. Anyway.

So at this ladys house we ate cabbage, and tomatoes, dosed in oil. Mysterious meat, and bread. This lady joined the church about 20 years ago, but I don´t really understand. She thought it was the church of the Devil, but still wanted to be baptized. Yep. Then she went inactive, and now I think she realizes it is the true church but I can´t really tell. She let us dish up our own plate and I purposely only took like 2 small tomatoes. She asked me if I liked tomatoes, I said no, so then she took her spoon and put 4 more on my plate. Then she sat there and watched me eat every bite. Haha. Super weird.

I don´t think this letter should go on the blog because there isn´t anything spiritual, and it sounds like a dis to argentina. but ugh, I don´t know what else to write and my companion is just sitting here waiting for me to get off. I love you guys so much, thanks for all that you do! hopefully next weeks email will be bteter. I am just in a sad mood because my pictures arent working and I don´t have room left on my cards. I will figure it out. Love you all, have a great week!