Week 90 - "I give unto men weakness that they may be humble..."

So this week was better.  I still was pretty sick last Monday. Tuesday after eating dinner I started to feel a little better but continued to need to visit the restroom often.  At least I wasn't dying from pain. My state remained the same going into Wednesday so we went to the doctor.  He asked, "you were going to the bathroom 30 times a day and you didn't go to the doctor?"  He then prescribed for me something that turns out to be the same pill I had already been taking for the last four days. There really wasn't anything else he could give me but he prescribed a powder to help with my stomach.

Something interesting about this story is that I had withdrawn personal money from the bank, but wasn't able to spend any of it because I didn't find the cool stuff I had wanted. The sister in my ward that was going to help me said that she couldn't find anything either. The cool thing about this is that with all the expenses I had with the doctor, medications, and the trips to Viña I wouldn't have had enough. Thanks to the fact that I didn't spend anything on gifts I got by.

Oh, my bike broke too.  Now I have a flat tire.  I don't think it's worth it to bike anymore.

This week I taught my first Haitian investigator.  Her name is "L."  I worry about how much she understands but she said after teaching her this week she wanted to be baptized.

I loved General Conference.  We got to watch it in English.  I teared up a little bit with President Uchtdorf.  I honestly don't remember exactly the words he used but it was what I needed to hear. I didn't even go into conference with the question he answered for me.  (See President Uchtdorf's Talk)

He talked about how we all have disabilities and weaknesses and that even with these God uses us.
I don't know if I've told you but I've been trying to be more positive with my emails.  I think I have focused too much on my shortcomings.

Speaking of my weaknesses, this sector has been the hardest on my Spanish. I've had so many people destroy my confidence in speaking.  Many are members and investigators.  Even some of the sisters in my district have put me down.  Yesterday, one made the comment "You know elder, sometimes I really don't understand you."  I wonder if maybe this just makes me stronger after President Uchtdorf's talk. Perhaps it's my trial and I literally need to open my mouth more.  Maybe I need this to help me increase my faith and develop spiritual gifts.

I definitely felt better afterward.  I know that God has his representatives on the earth and that they receive revelation specifically for us.  

I guess Conner is in good company.  Enoch and Moses both stated they weren't good at speaking. Moroni stated he was poor in writing.  These are just a few thoughts that come to mind.  Look at how the Lord used each and what was accomplished.  (See Ether 12:23-29, Moses 6:31, Exodus 6:12) -- Conner's dad