Last One, Best One

Dear Family and Friends,

Well, here it is. I am down to my last few hours at the MTC. Some of you may know and others may not that I have not yet received my visa for Taiwan and have therefore been temporarily reassigned. I will be serving in the Utah Salt Lake City mission until my visa arrives, hopefully within two to four weeks. That means that in about three hours from now I will be taking the Frontrunner train up to Salt Lake City to meet my new mission president and wife and start my real mission in the field! I AM SO STOKED. My mission covers north of SLC, including Bountiful and up to Layton. Then it also has like all of the salt flats. Maybe I'll go convert the pirates of the Great Salt Lake.

This week has really been so great. We have had so much fun with our last classes, in-field orientation, teaching our investigators for the last time, and creating our last memories with our district. We have had such a close district that it has been hard to say goodbye; luckily, though for the next few weeks we will be going to places as diverse as Seattle and New Hampshire, we will all meet up again in Taiwan since all of us are going to the Taichung mission. It's really exciting. We had an awesome time last night at our departure devotional, the evening devotional, spending time writing notes in our memory books, and then the elders gave each of the sisters a blessing to prepare us to go into the field. The Spirit was so strong and I'm so glad that I've had such a good relationship with these people, all 12 of us. 

Wow, I'm trying to think what else I could say about this week. Our teacher Sister Wu cried during your last lesson teaching her as an investigator, and probably the best moment with Brother Wu is that he said "hao chi!" completely voluntarily. We knew he appreciated us. What's going to be hard about going to the the field in America is not having someone you can ask questions about Chinese to all the time; boy has it been nice to have a teacher standing there ready to tell you the difference between dailing, lingdao, zhidao, and zhiyin. (Hint: they all mean the same thing, to guide or lead. Except some of them are nouns and some are verbs. Wait a minute, Brother Wu didn't actually finish answering that questions, I have no idea when to use which one. Zaogao!) So it will be a little difficult to keep up my Chinese while I'm in Salt Lake, but luckily I have an hour to study every day and I know the Lord will provide a way for me to study and remember so that I will be prepared when I get to Taiwan. Man, this whole faith thing is great. I love it.

Oh my goodness something I was totally going to forget to write about was that we had the awesome opportunity to have Elder Richard G Scott come and speak to the whole MTC, and it was also broadcast to like five other MTCs! It was so cool. And guess what, I got to sit on the stand with an apostle. My district was assigned to provide the opening and closing prayers and the ushers for the devotional, and my companion was asked to say the closing prayer. So of course I had to sit up there with her and I was within twenty feet of an apostle for like an hour, nbd. No, I didn't shake his hand. He spoke about the importance of prayer, and he told us we needed to have a blast on our missions. He also told the sisters that their missions would bless their lives and future families in ways they cannot even begin to imagine. It was such a neat experience to hear from an apostle of the Lord and learn from him.

Aside from spiritual times this week we also had some fun times. Sisters Ashby and Geddes had to drop off another sister to the travel office at like 4:30am on Wednesday morning so the night before Sister Ashby was getting into bed and I realized she was wearing her whole Sunday clothes, name tag and all. So I said "Sister, you probably shouldn't sleep in your skirt," and then a mild discussion occurred about the ridiculousness of wearing your clothes to bed and there may or may not have been pillows thrown at each other. It was great.

A cool thing about having teachers who are RMs teach us is that they have awesome stories. We were talking about different cultural things in Taiwan and Brother Wu, who is tall, white, and ginger, was telling us about this one time on his mission in Taichung and he stopped to talk to someone on the street, or maybe someone sitting on the bike next to him at a stop light. He started saying hello and sharing about the gospel when the Taiwanese person he was talking to didn't say anything, just simply reached out their hand to stroke his face. Turns out Taiwanese people really love to see white people, to the point that they may or may not touch your face. Man, I'm so excited to go there.

To conclude I would just like to say that I have had such a good experience at the MTC. I have grown so much spiritually, learned more Chinese than I ever could have in 9 weeks somewhere else, and have made some of the best friends I have ever had. I've learned so much about my purpose as a missionary and in life, and I have so much more love and patience and humility than I ever have had before, I think. I'm so grateful for the opportunities I've had here, and I can't wait to serve the people of Salt Lake and Taiwan. 

Life is good.

Love,

Sister Cardon