If I’m being honest, this week was a hard one. Maybe it’s because it was Thanksgiving or just because sometimes being on a mission is hard (it’s very rewarding, don’t get me wrong and I love it).
This week I felt little tender mercies and they let me know I am loved.
On one of the hardest days God gave me someone at the store to just talk to. This sweet lady and I talked for over 20 minutes about Disney and I felt happy. Silly maybe, but it was what I needed :)
I was also in a house this week and recognized a painting that was hanging. It was painted by an awesome man from my home ward, Steve McGinty. This made me feel like a got a little hug from home too.
A cute moment that happened was when Brother Jensen’s daughter told me that she wants to be a missionary. I let her borrow an extra name tag and she wore it then ran upstairs to try and match me. She even asked her mom to put her hair in a pony like mine. Brother Jensen looked at me and said you have a fan and that his daughter Lydia looks up to me. It made the day a little bit better.
I good read is Hank Smith’s “Fighting for and not with your Family”.
Well I love y’all so much and have a blessed week!
Love,
Sister Jensen
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