Missionary Work

I am stealing this post that I liked a lot from a blog of a returned missionary: 

"Missionary work is a hundred doors slammed in your face for every 1 or 2 that is kept open.

Missionary work is being glued to someone 24/7 that is probably going to bug the crap out of you.

Missionary work is walking. And then walking some more. And then when you get tired of walking, you walk. And when you get tired of being tired of walking, you walk some more.

Missionary work is being laughed at, stared at, and yelled at.

Missionary work is unfulfilled commitments.

Missionary work is feeling unappreciated.

Missionary work is a language barrier.

Missionary work is helplessly watching someone you care about choose not to be happy.

Missionary work is getting your hopes up only to have them torn down.

Missionary work is boring routine.

Missionary work is never sleeping in, ever.

Missionary work is eating disgustingness for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Missionary work is explosive diarrhea.

Missionary work is ingrown toenails and quarter-sized blisters.

Missionary work is forgetting what air conditioning feels like.

Missionary work is sharing your bed with large spiders.

Missionary work is coming home only to realize that outside of your immediate family and best friends, nobody really cared what you were doing for the last 2 years.

What missionary work is not, is an instagram tour.

It's not about you.

It's not about your journal.

It's not about your emails home.

It's not about how cute you look in your pictures with dirty ghetto children.

It's not easy.

But it is worth it.

Because missionary work is being part of something greater than yourself.

Missionary work is believing the 100 doors are worth the 1.

Missionary work is believing in the worth of souls, even the ones that hate you, mock you, and reject you.

Missionary work is not knowing what to say, only to open your mouth and have it filled.

Missionary work is learning that hope isn't real until it has been tested.

Missionary work is being ok with only feeling appreciated when on your knees.

Missionary work is that occasional night when you fall asleep with an irremovable smile on your face.

Missionary work is watching lives change, and knowing it has nothing to do with you.

Missionary work is marveling at the incalculable odds that crossed your path with those of the people whose lives you helped change.

Missionary work is believing that there are no coincidences.

Missionary work is learning to trust in He who is over all.

Missionary work is missionary work."

I love to see the Temple

I love to see the temple I went inside today! 

What a beautiful experience having my whole family together in the temple for the first time :) 

So thankful for the knowledge that God has provided us a way for families to be together forever

You have been called to serve....

Dear Sister Forsyth.. 

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Charlotte, North Carolina mission. Entering the MTC January 9th, speaking English! #sostoked

Dan is from North Carolina! 

Oh what a wonderful night!

Dear Sister Forsyth..........

Practicum will be the death of me.

Sorry about the neglect, blog but I have seriously been crazy busy and pushed to my limit during this "Practicum". Basically, it is a mini "student teaching" experience for Elementary Education majors during November.We have to write lessons every day, be observed by our professors once a week, do tons of assignments (I had three papers due today), still attend classes in Provo (My school is in South Jordan so I drive back and forth daily), and I have work as well, a hefty calling at Church, dating, and of course friends and family, my mission call coming Wednesday, getting a new roommate, so much change and business in my life in the past two weeks. So my life is crazy right now and this is the busiest, hardest, most draining semester ever. Whew. The good news is I also have come closer to my Heavenly Father because I have been forced to lean on Him more in my daily life.I literally could not do all of this without his help. As long as I put first things first and read my scriptures, keep the commandments as best I can and try to attend the temple regularly he will provide for me. I know that. But it still will not be easy. Thanksgiving Break cannot come soon enough!

Wish me luck! and sanity

Halloween 2012

Halloween + College= Party Hopping 

yesssssssssss 

So this was the weekend before Halloween, which essentially is Halloween for College Kids. But this year, I got to spend Halloween Day in my Kindergarten Class that I am in for practicum. I loved it, it was so fun. Even if the kids were on a sugar high pretty much all week, so worth it. They are adorable. I loved feeling the energy and excitement of the kids during the whole week. I loved watching the parade. I loved meeting parents, and watching the kids play games at our Halloween Party. I loved being able to wear Pajamas to school (I was a baby). I loved the kids cute costumes. I loved the sixth grade boy who came as a 'chick magnet'

 I loved everything about it.