Friday, July 26, 2013


Hola Family and Friends!
I am here in Argentina but other than the latinos in the hallway it feels like BYU. We pretty much stay in the same room most of the day or on the CCM grounds. It is great that the Buenos Aires Temple is right next to the CCM. CCM stands for something something misionary. It means Missinary Training Center in spanish. As you can tell my spanish is fantastica! It has been both a long week and a really short one. In Atlanta Georgia I met up with 1 sister and 6 elders that were going to the ccm, then we got more elders and more. By the time our flight was delayed 2 hours we had over 30 missionaries on the flight to Argentina. It was really cool! There was this flight attendant that was going to be on our flight that was waiting with us and he was super nice. The hermana that I met orginially is actually my companion now. We were seated next to each other on the flight and kind of became temporary companions before we were officially companions. Anyway one of our flight attendants, he was very interested and helpful in helping us learn spanish. My companion's name is Hermana Nielson and she is a theatre, Harry Potter nerd, and very enthusiastic about many things. It is easy for a couple of days but sometimes I want to be far from her. We are usually good and like to be around each other alright.
So we got to Argentina at like 10 o'clock in the morning of the next day. I was worried they would make us go straight to class and I would be so exhausted. Luckily the day we got here was our P day so it was a little more laid back. I wanted to send pictures of my first day but we are actually not supposed to have pictures yet apparently so I better send them next week. They don't want us taking pictures all the time and want us focused on the work. It is pretty cold here. When we got here we were like oh it is not bad like 50ish degrees but at night and in the morning it can be pretty chilly. There isn't much room for storage so we had to take out stuff that we need for 6 weeks and put the rest in a storage container outside. Luckily I took out my purple coat and my red sweater.
So we are in a room with one other companionship. Herman Niera and Hermana Burgos. They are both from South America and are only here for two weeks. We will miss them alot when we leave. Hma Niera speaks pretty good english so she helps us translate to Hma Burgos. Conincidentally Hma Nielson and I both took french, not spanish, in high school so we were kind of in the same boat. She has been picking it up better than I have but I am getting there. There were a day or two when I was so frustrated, I felt like my memory was failing me. I would learn something and within 5 minutes I had forgotten it. This is a little different from school and it is taking some getting used to.
When I thought about going on a mission. I didn't really think about the CCM. I thought about being in the streets automatically knowing how to speak spanish and teaching the gospel. Well that didn't happen. It is going to be long and hard to be able to speak or even communicate in any way with true spanish speakers. We went the the distribution center yesterday and some guy was tallking to me and I had absolutely no idea what he was saying. I just nodded and said si si. Sometimes that is what you've got to do.
We wake up at 6:30. Breakfast at 7:15. personal study at 8. companion study at 9. the rest of the schedule is a little different depending on the day.
Within like the second day we had to teach a lesson to a (fake) investigator. It was really really hard. We thought we would be able to speak english most of the time but no. We had to communicate in spanish. I feel like everyone else has had at least some training in spanish and I am out here with no education and no memorization skills.
In our district we have 10 elders and Hma Nielson and I. We have no air conditioning in our room and so when it is hot we have to turn on the fan and the fan goes so fast that my papers blow away. For the first couple days (3 I think) we had 6 teachers. Districts are supposed to have 2 teachers, one in the morning and one at night but both of our teachers took off days of work. It was really confusing and disjointed to have so many different teaching styles. We are all new missionaries and we had no idea what we were supposed to be doing half the time. The first day of our schedule Hma Nielson and I thought we were having personal and companionship study in our rooms. It wasn't until almost 10 oclock that someone came to get us. We had already missed half of a lesson and we were really confused.
Fun things about the CCM
1. Smart but kind of intimidating Mission President, his wife is intimidating as well.
2. toilet seat in our bathroom won't stay up when using the toilet and it falls on your back. I find this very annoying.
3. Cold here, but no snow.
4. One of my teachers Hermano Krasnoselsky is kind of attractive (Don't worry I am not going to be distracted :))
5. Good District and District Leader. Our DL really is great about including us hermanas when there are so many elders.
6. I kind of lost my mind. forgetting and losing everything. I am slowly coming back to normal and finding things that I lost.
7. Strange corduroy bedcovers. I do not understand.
8. There are only about 20ish sisers here. There are 2 schedules so we don't see them alot.
9. Food is good most days. I don't like that they put egg in the pizza. weird. had some brazillian food that was good. I try to eat healthy.
10. Nestor is our investigator and we have to focus all of our learning and study on him.
11. I kind of feel too cute sometimes. I am trying to tone it down a bit so that I am not a distraction. Hrma Oppenshaw (our Mission President's wife) gave a lesson on sunday about how we need to be holy women. We shouldnt be flirtatious or wearing tight clothes and gold and tons of makeup. I kind of felt uncomfortable because I had put on my best for church but maybe it was too much. Anyway its all good.
12. Sundays are mostly in english. the only part that is in spanish are the hymns (I don't think they have english hymnals) and the talks.
13. We spend 8ish hours in the same room every day studying. It is a little long. We are supposed to use as much spanish as we can at all times. Some latinos speak a little english but most of them don't know any. It can get confusing. I try to ask them how to say things alot.
14. Starting last sunday, every sunday we have to write a talk in spanish about the assigned topic and during sacrament mtg we find out who is giving their talks. It is a little nerve racking. Last week was about esperanza. translate that.
I feel like I am getting in to the swing of things and I am excited for our next week. I was really sad to leave my family but once I got here I felt like I had something to do. Some of the elders here are straight out of high school and I think they are really sad to be away from their families.
I do have a testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He is my Savior and I am happy to be helping Him in His work. I have read the Book of Mormon and I know that it is truly from God. During our devotional on wednesday (yesterday) we had a lesson on how we have to have faith. I guess I never realized that faith is an action word. We have to trust in the Lord. I realized that I was trying to do all the studying by myself but that is not how I will learn spanish. If I trust the Lord and the spanish words that I do know, I will learn so much faster. I feel much better after learning that. It took a little pressure off my shoulders.
Please don't forget to pray for me because I have many mountains to climb. :)
Love,
Hermana Beatie

Saturday, May 11, 2013

(Windy) Temple Day

Today I went through the Kansas City Temple to receive my endowments. Endowments are special blessings given to those who are worthy. It is a little overwhelming but looking back I know I felt the spirit and it was good and right.

I got up at 6:45am to get ready then left at 8:30 and drove for 3 hours. I was in the temple for about 3 hours. It was long and I was tired. We walked outside and this happened....





















































 We got a couple pictures and then went to Mimi's Cafe. Not my fav, the waitress kept forgetting things. Another 3 hours on the road then drop Julie off, pick this brother up, then pick this sister up. It was a long night to say the least...

Anyone who is considering going to the temple need not worry, there are so many people to help you. We are all just learning and need to take it step by step.

I am thankful for the blessings of the temple and will work to keep the promises I made inside.








Friday, May 10, 2013

Post 2: LDS MISSION adventure


Before I start I just cut my hair today!! I donated about a foot to Locks of Love. It took a ton of courage but I finally did it. It will be much better for where I am going....read below :)

So I created this blog at the beginning of the last school year (Augustish 2012) and I haven't posted since. I have had exciting things happen and I am all like oh I should post about this on my blog then I think "I really just want to enjoy it and I don't have time". I really do have the time but I am a teensy bit lazy.

In General Conference last October President Monson said that they were lowering the age for sister missionaries (and elders) to 19 and 18 respectively. I did not want to serve an lds mission. Even though in the last couple of weeks I had talked to my mom about taking a break from school after Winter semester, it had not crossed my mind to go on a mission.

I was thinking about going to another country and teaching English for a semester or taking a break from BYU and going to cosmetology school. My desire to go to cosmetology school was hard to admit because I am fairly good at academics and my friends are all serious college students with rigorous futures in mind. I felt like whenever I mentioned it people's opinions of me would lower. I always prided myself on my ability to do well in school and this took a bit of courage for me. Some people responded well and other people would (with a kind heart) advise me to get a business degree or any degree first before starting something else. One thing I have learned is that my path in life is not everyone else's path. On that note I will move forward a couple weeks..

So I had just got out of the shower and I was doing my hair and makeup because we had to drive to Salt Lake because we had tickets for the afternoon session. We were listening to the morning conference and all the sudden people were freaking out. I admit, I was not paying as good of attention as maybe I should have been. All my roommates were freaking out that we could all go on missions now and they were so happy and excited. I was like okay.... this does not really apply to me. It was great for them but I had no interest in going.

 I am a little (sorry I mean HUGE) romantic so my dreams were to get married and have a family and buy a cute little house and play in the backyard with the hose and my kids and cook nutritious meals and be a cute, sexy wife to my loving husband.

I called my mom the Monday after General Conference and I was a little upset. I felt like because I was not excited I was not spiritual enough. There was so much hype at this time and every time I talked to someone for the next few weeks it was "So are you going on a mission?" My mom was a little confused because in her mind this was perfect for my need to do something else other than school. She encouraged me to pray about it and ask if it was something that Heavenly Father wanted me to do. I grudgingly said that I would.

That night I prayed to my Heavenly Father, I put all my hopes and dreams on the line and said that if a mission was what I was supposed to do than I would give my dreams up for a time. I am not going to say that I struck a deal with Heavenly Father but I believe we had an understanding that I would receive all my dreams at the appropriate time, after my mission. I cried for a while, I felt the spirit and I knew that this was what I was supposed to do. It was hard to let go of MY pride and MY plans and MY dreams and follow the path that I was guided towards.

My roommate, Kellie, decided to start her papers but my other roommate that had been so excited prayed about it and decided that it was not the path for her. I was resolved by that time and set up an interview with Bishop Fox to start my mission papers. I was following what I felt was right but I was not excited or exuberant about it.

Over Christmas break I can home to Kansas and did all my doctor appointments while I was home. During that time I had a really hard time. I felt fearful and doubtful about the whole thing. I thought maybe I was not supposed to go now. I had heard of girls that felt that they should start their mission papers but the preparation was all they needed and they did not actually need to go on a mission. I thought maybe this is me?? I was very uncomfortable and nervous about leaving my family. We are pretty close and I can get home sick fairly easily. It got so bad that I did not even want to go back to school in Provo, UT. I was so fearful.

I forced myself onto the plane and left. The next morning when I woke up in my apartment I had had a dream about my Grandpa Catmull. I have not thought about him in a long time. He was so big on missionary work, he made it an essential part of his life. He and my grandma served more than 4 missions together as senior missionaries. I started thinking about him and how he would be so proud of me if I when on a mission. I felt him cheering me on from heaven. After that I knew it was going to be all right. I could go on a mission and I would be just fine.

The next Sunday in church I received another witness that God heard the prayer of my heart and my fears. For the opening hymn we sang "Families Can Be Together Forever". I knew that song was for me and I felt that no matter what happened on my mission my family was sealed together and we would be alright. My homesickness vanished and I felt confident.

After all these witnesses it is now impossible for me to dispute what Christ's will is for me. I would go on a mission for the Lord.

Even when I sent in my papers I was not antsy but calm. In about 2 weeks I got my call. It was the beginning of March.

I was trying to put up the video that Kellie took of my mission call opening but I couldn't figure out how so maybe later.

I AM GOING TO URUGUAY!

When I first read this I was like where is that? I am not very good with South American countries so originally I thought it was somewhere in the East countries. I am also learning Spanish which I had not expected. I took french in high school and did not like the Spanish language in general so that was a surprise.

I am sorry about the length of this post but it has been a long time coming. I am excited to serve the Lord and the people of Uruguay. I am going to the Kansas City Temple to receive my endowments tomorrow so that is the next adventure in my book. Pictures to come... :)

Thursday, December 6, 2012

I love where I live, the Cougar band playing outside my window

Me, in the flesh
Hello I am in Provo, Utah going to BYU. I am just finishing my 3rd semester here... I have a problem with going to class so here's me hoping I do well on finals.

I am writing a missionary. Maybe I shouldn't say that because we are both such writing procrastinators that I have only written twice now.

I am horrible at long term relationships/friendships. Out of sight, out of writing. I do think about him but its hard to write something down. We have a standing date for when he gets back. I guess we will see if that happens.

Tonight there is a ward party that the elders are putting on. I don't have any reason not to go so it may happen.


I think I will call this next section

Boys and I

This guy from work asked for my number 2 weeks ago and I have not heard from him. On Monday (3 days ago) he CALLED me. Who calls people anymore. I assumed he was my dad.....
Conversation went something like this:
Guy: Hey! How are you doing?
Ista: Hello I am good, is this my dad?
Guy: What no! You thought I was your dad?
Ista: Wait! Who is this?
Guy: Laugh, Laugh
Ista: I don't know who this is, I am going to hang up now..
Guy: Wait wait this is Guy
Ista: Oh Hi!
Guy: You thought I was your dad?
Ista: Well....it was a man's voice and my phone didn't recognize the number and my dad is a pilot and sometimes goes to other countries and calls me. So yeah.....I thought you were my dad :)
Guy:Hahahahaha that is so funny!!
Continued.....

List of things I did today:
  • Worked at Cafeteria in MTC (Missionary Training Center)
  • Talked on the phone with my sister Angela-decided we (Angela, Katrina, and I) are going to see the Hobbit when I get home :)
  • Scheduled appointment to give plasma
  • Did my toenails with Jamberry Nails (yes this is an endorsement : I LOVE THEM)
  • Finished my last Math 118 Assignment (100%)
  • Laundry
  • Created a blog (you are so glad right?)
  • Watched Stardust

Peace and Blessings, Peace and Blessings
Ista