It's a new dawn...it's a new day...it's a new year for me!

Well, New's Years in the Philippines is definitely much maingay (louder) than back home. Everyone goes their hearts out in buying the sketchiest, craziest fireworks and then proceed to start World War III. Especially right after the countdown, we just looked outside at all the big, colorful fireworks that our neighbors were lighting off right outside our house. It was great to see all the excitement people have for the new year. As missionaries, we get to help people change and grow closer to Christ. Whether it be New Years or not, I know that every single person can start and continue their progression in the Gospel. We are all at different levels, but I know that through our faith and obedience, understanding will deepen and love for Him will increase. I'm excited to be a part of those people's conversions to Christ's church and I invite you to do the same.

We built another house...gingerbread houses!

This Christmas will probably be one of the hottest in my life, but it was one of the most unique too. I discovered that none of the other sisters have ever made gingerbread houses before, so I found all the ingredients (which is miraculous by the way because no one knew what "powdered sugar" was) and we had fun making them. On Christmas, we had a gathering with the senior missionary couple and other missionaries. Elder Gardner, the senior Elder, shared with us how missionaries undergo certain challenges and trials but because of it, they become better people and can help others. He said if they were asked to do it again, they would say yes. He then related it to how the Savior, through the Atonement, suffered for us and if asked to do it again, even just for one individual, he would say yes. It struck me how even though being here has sometimes been hard for me, my mission isn't about me at all. It's about Him and building His kingdom on the earth. I know that Christmas can be every day and when we keep His spirit to be with us, we can have true lasting happiness. 

It's Lovely Weather for a Trike Ride Together With You!

This Christmas is special for me since it'll be the first spent away from home. As a missionary, you're constantly looking for ways to help others. I think that attitude of wanting to serve others like Christ would is especially present during the Christmas season. This week, we got to help build a bamboo home for a family that really needed it. Amidst all the Christmas parties and activities, being able to make a significant difference in that family's life is a beautiful gift for me. I know that the joy people feel around Christmas is founded in Christ's atonement and love for us. I've included a link to a video about Christ's birth and I encourage everyone, member or not, to take those few minutes to view it and enjoy the spirit it brings. Merry Christmas everyone from the Philippines!

https://www.mormon.org/christmas

Bamboo boo-boo

We had a service project this week where we got to harvest bamboo to build a house for an especially impoverished member. I didn't realize though, that bamboo plants are covered in thorns, similar to rose bushes. But it was fun anyway to chop down bamboo plants with a machete and feel like a ninja! Filipino service projects really are the best! After breaking out the Neosporin and band-aids, we admired the fruits, or rather trees, of our labor. Harvesting the bamboo made me think of missionary work. Sometimes we meet people who are surrounded by bamboo thorns, meaning hard problems and weaknesses. But through a lot of work and patience the person, or bamboo stalk, itself is made free and clean. As missionaries we don't teach people the restored gospel just to pass along a nice message about God. Rather, our message has the power to change lives and help people feel perfectly clean. Even if I need some band-aids along the way, this work is the best and I'm so grateful to be a part of it!

Word of the Week: Aba matinde! -- Sarcastic wow Ex: Sister Morgan, "I am the most beautiful missionary ever!" My companion, "Aba matinde!"

The Vociferous, Loquacious, Garrulous People of the Philippines

It's funny, because as a missionary, you really do meet all kinds of people. Some are super shy (mostly because I'm probably one of the only white people they've ever seen in their life) while others are just confused as they try to understand my Tagalog. But every once in a while, I run into a couple people who are more talkative than me! They are all so sweet though. I just sometimes feel like a deer in the headlights when they talk so fast and for so long. I wonder if they know how to do circular breathing because they never stop either. At least it's a good language study opportunity. One such investigator has these two scary guard dogs, Jackie and Bruce (which is the best mean dog names ever haha). After they got used to us, they were super sweet too. We asked where Bruce's dog wife is (Jackie is the daughter) and they told us "Kinain ng mga tao," which means, "People ate her." Well. Yes. That is one reason. At least there is always the resurrection right? This sister came to church and said that she's really excited for us to share the gospel with her. Miracles are happening in our work and I'm grateful for those before us who helped prepare these people to receive the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. By the way, Merry Christmas!

Word of the Week (Double bonus this week!): Kahoy --- wood; Hipon --- Shrimp Ex: Let's roast hipon on the kahoy!

For Thanksgiving I Ate...Rice!

It was fun this week to be the only American in our apartment and introduce the others to the culturally rich and beloved tradition of celebrating our gratitude by eating heaps of food. Haha although I could tell that they thought it was kinda weird when I showed them how to make turkey hands and a thankful chain counting the days until Christmas. Our feast though was utterly...astig! We had roast chicken (no turkeys here), mashed potatoes, gravy and stuffing. They don't have pie here but we had a dulce de leche pull-apart instead. It was the most magnificent meal I've eaten here. Too bad there's no Black Friday to follow. 

However, in order to keep with the spirit of Thanksgiving, I leave this post by saying how thankful I am to be a on mission. It's only until I've left on my mission that I fully understand what it truly means to be a missionary. Yeah, sure it's hard when people reject you or others don't progress. But even still, I'm so thankful for the trust God has given me to share His restored gospel...in Tagalog. I know that this work is the errand of angels and I'm grateful to be a part of it.

Sister Morgan and the Sketchy Hanging Bridges

In one of my areas, a river flows all over the place, so of course to cross it, they built a whole ton of sketchy hanging bridges. As I gingerly walked over the plethora of bamboo boards held together by cables and nails, others kept passing me running with rice bags on their shoulders. I definitely felt a bit like a foreigner haha. Even though the pathway was perilous, the views were amazing. The people here are so lucky to live in such a beautiful place. In the Book of Mormon the prophet Alma talks about how we can know that there is a God. One of the reasons he gives says, "All things denote there is a God; yea, even the earth, and all things that are upon the face of it, yea, and its motion, yea and also all the planets which move in their regular form do witness that there is a Supreme Creator" (Alma 30:44). I know that God lives and we are His literal children living in His beautifully created world. I'm so thankful to be here and be a witness of Him and his divine creations and all therein...even the sketchy hanging bridges.  

Word of the Week: Patang-pata -- deep Tagalog for exhausted

Ex: Sister Morgan works so hard that by the end of the day she is patang-pata.