Week 3 (Sep. 6th-11th2016)
Note: I didn't have a P-Day my last week at the MTC because I was flying out to Florida. So this email was written out but not sent, there will be another for this week shortly.
Friends, Romans, countrymen,
I am going to miss the MTC dearly. But mostly my district, who have all been superb and absolutely delightful. I'm going to be so sad when we all go our separate ways; half of us to Florida, and the other to Brisbane Australia. And the lone Elder Williams going to Zimbabwe. Bless his heart.
We're all so close we even wrote a rap about one of the Elders, Elder Doerr (pronounced door). I'll send a video of it once it gets sent to me. Our whole district is just irrationally obsessed with him for no reason. It's literally impossible to take a bad photo of him, and everyone has tried. It's great.
We've been doing Progressing Investigator practice lessons and this week we got to use the observation room a lot. It's a regular classroom with a one way window (the one that looks like a trippy mirror on one side) and it's so fun. I feel like a cop. Our lessons continue to improve, and the ebb and flow of questions and answers is going well. Meaning I'm not talking the whole time which was a legitimate concern for me. But it's going great and my testimony grows more everyday.
On Tuesday night, and Sunday night we had a devotional where a general authority came to speak. It was a pretty big deal. Tuesday was Elder D. Todd Christofferson and Sunday Elder M. Russell Ballard. I honestly can't remember if I already wrote about the Tuesday devotional, but I will say it was fantastic. He talked about how simple our message really is, and how when we testify of repentance we are testifying of Christ.
And Elder Ballard spoke about (a lot of things, but what I enjoyed most was) how the Spirit is the teacher, and we teach by it, not with it.
I have all my flight plans set and travel accommodations ready for lift off. But I'm still not packed. Which I don't understand seeing how I've essentially living out of a suitcase, and yet none of my stuff seems to be in it.
Until next time,
-Sister Olivia Petty
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