Come on. Get up. We've got work to do.

SO. This is gonna be a story email. 3 if I have time, but at least 2. 

FLASHBACK!

I've been in Hong Kong for less than 3 months. And we are doing 5-8 hours of street finding a day. In Chinese. In weather so hot It felt like it should be against the law to be outside (that's dramatic, but accurate to the way I felt). And it was HARD! REALLY HARD! After one particular day, we came home for dinner, I put water in the microwave for ramen, and then went to the office for a good heart to heart with Heavenly Father. Prayed for probably 45 minutes just explaining that I was really tired, and a bit angry, and not sure of a lot of things. After a long time, I was finally ready to listen to what he had to said. I took a deep breath and then had to let it out all of a sudden. It was like I caught up in a whirlpool of love. One of the best feelings of my life. After soaking in that feeling for about 5 minutes, I got up and scarfed down my ramen, and finished off the day on cloud nine. 

The next day we had another huge chunk of finding time. Again, I had a really long prayers and again the same feeling of love overwhelmed me. 

The third day, finding was still pretty hard. Not as killer, but still really hard.I thought "That tornado of love would be really awesome right now. I nice pick me up. Isn't it nice that Heavenly Loves me so much". So I went to go pray. But this time there were no swirling overwhelming comforts. It kinds felt like a nice little pat on the head. Like he was saying "Yeah. That is hard, huh." I thought "where is the comfort that you promised! Come on!! I need it!! This is hard!!" and I told Heavenly Father that that was how I felt. He listened to me, and as I prayed I got more and more down-trodden. Would I have to go my whole mission without those feelings? I couldn't do it! I needed it! After I was done, all I got was "Daughter. Come on. Get up. We've got work to do." And that was it.

 When I started my mission, I was so excited to have all these "mission stories". The kind that I would use over and over again in my sacrament meeting talks for the rest of my life. I was so excited for those stories of "-- and after that my whole mission changed!!"  But  all of those cool moments like that, I never realized till they were long past. But this was one of them. Just the idea that "Yes. I love you. Let's take a break..................Okay that was long enough. Come on. Your strong. I'm right here with you. Get up. We've got work to do" It was a good experience to draw on this week. Nothing really wrong happened. Just one of those hard-for-no-reason days. And as I came to God at the end of the day, just telling him that "Ya know, today was HARD!" The same thing happened. He comforted me. And then after letting me breathe for a sec he said "Okay. Come on. Get up. We've got work to do" 

Something that I've learned in my mission is how to REALLY use the grace of God every day. And this is basically it. He's not gonna spare me the storms, in fact, sometimes he's gonna send them my way. And in one of the seeming paradoxes of the gospel, it's BECAUSE He loves me! Isn't that great! I gotta go now, but I love y'all. So does God.

Life is good :)

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Love

Sister Hugo

Yiu Ji Muih

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