This past
Tuesday, something amazing happened: we got to see an
internationally-broadcast devotional for MTCs in which Elder Holland
spoke! He said so many awesome things, and one of my favorites was when
he talked about following exactly the rules in the missionary handbook,
when he said, "Please don't feel obligated, at age 18, to reinvent this
wheel." He also said that we have already been given everything, so
obedience is the least we can give in return. It was a wonderful
devotional, and the first one where I didn't sleep at all (I have sleep
problems, remember).
Ever since I got here, I
have been fascinated by the fact that I can see Venus and Mars in the
mornings. It's also been fascinating that, when I got here, Venus was
directly above Marte in the sky, but even during my short stay they have
rotated so that now Venus is to the lower-left of Marte. It's so
beautiful. But, yestermorn, a miracle occurred: the planets aligned. I
just walked outside and looked up at the planets, and I knew that Luna
would be there too, but I got a view more miraculous, perfect, and
wonderful than I have ever seen with my own eyes in the sky. Venus
aligned in a near-perfectly straight line with Luna and Marte, and it
was breathtaking. (No, las planetas no estaban respirando; it's a figure
of speech.) I took a picture of it and attached it below. Just look at
it and try to imagine the real thing, because my camera is not good
enough to capture it well. Beautiful.
Now I get
to the point of the title I gave this letter, 1 Corintios 13. That has
really hit me hard this week, as Elder Ricks and I have been torn apart a
couple of times by one of our maestros. He firmly told us that we were
not preparing well enough for our simulated lessons, and I know he's
hard on us because he knows we legitimately can do better, but it still
hurts being humbled for the twentieth day in a row. Welcome to the CCM,
Elder Hill. It was very good to hear honesty, though. I would have hated
running into that brick wall right as I get into the field and I'm
failing with real people. I'm glad I'm failing in a controlled
environment, at least. In that chapter of Corinthians, Paul says:
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing."
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing."
That's really rough. But I have noticed
that I do need to develop more love for the people, and according to
this scripture that is the key to being able to teach with power. I keep
being humbled every day by my stupid blunders, so I don't think that's
my issue. I just need to love, and truly care for the people. Even the
Spirit will bring no benefit if I don't care about the people, and the
tongue of angels will fail me without such care. If I have not charity,
all my eloquence (which, mind you, I don't even have, because this is
Spanish) will be worth nothing, and I will be as a sounding brass or a
tinkling cymbal, just making noise and hoping for the deaf to hear it.
I'm still praying for humility ever day, but now I'm also praying for
charity, because I am nothing without that. Even Elder Holland said
something very similar. He told us to study John 15:5, which says, "I am
the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the
same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing."
Nothing. Somehow, that's both depressing and comforting at the same
time. (Moses 1:10: "and he said unto himself: Now, for this cause I know
that man is nothing, which thing I never had supposed.") I have a
heaping long way to go.
On a similar point, I
want to say something about humility. I keep hearing people say that you
should be careful praying for humility because you might be given
something extremely painful to humble you. That. Is. Stupid. Especially
humility, of all things, we MUST pray for, because even if we have
charity but not humility, we are STILL nothing. I wish I had seen this
sooner, because it's a bit late to be coming to that conclusion right
now. Better late than never, though. I want to be praying for humility
for the rest of my life, because if I am stabbed through the heart and
brought to my knees, what is wrong with that? Nothing will ever be sent
my way that I cannot handle in one way or another, so what is there to
fear? Don't ever shrink from praying for blessings, especially
attributes of Christ, just because you think it will hurt to receive it.
That's life. Get over it. Becoming your perfect self will be the most
painful thing you will ever experience, but also the most rewarding, by
far. So pray for humility always. There may be pain, but there is
nothing bad that can come from such prayers. "Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil" (Psalm 23:4).
By
the way, I had to email early today because we're going to the Temple
today!!!! We were just informed at the beginning of the week, so that's
why I haven't mentioned it before. But I am so excited! I'm excited to
see what changes have been made since I went last, and I'm also excited
to visit my first Temple outside the US, and participate in an Endowment
session for the first time outside of the Gilbert Temple. I am SO
excited!
Anyway, that's about it. My Spanish is
stunning me, because the gift of tongues is really real, and I can
almost say everything I would ever need in everyday life, and I'm
approaching fluency already! This is a miraculous work, and it will not
be stopped by some petty language barrier.
Love,
Elder Hill
Fotografías:
Élderes Davis (arriba) y Christensen (debajo)
Elder Ricks (¿Necesito yo decir más?)
Mi fotografía mala del milagro
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