I have had more doors slammed in my face this week than in all of my life combined. Sometimes the mission is a lot different than I thought it would be. The good thing is that we can talk to our Heavenly Father every day and tell him how we feel. And he hears us always.
New Years was pretty uneventful. We watched the fireworks from the room and ate 12 grapes at midnight (one for every wish; its a tradition here). 2016 was a pretty exciting and stretching year for me so I am excited to see what 2017. It was weird to make some goals for 2017 because I realized I will be here in Peru almost the whole entire year. It is such a cool experience to pass holidays with the perspective of a missionary. I think I have realized that as missionaries, we are still ourselves but with a nametag on. And when we have our black nametag on, we are representatives of Jesus Christ. That means we suffer trials with patience, that means we talk to crying women in the street, that means we pray to our Heavenly Father every day and that means we see miracles. And the cool thing is, is that when the name tag comes off or before it ever even comes on, we can all be representatives of Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for our Savior and Redeemer and His Atoning sacrifice for us. I hope you all had a wonderful new year. Loves to all!
Sister Madeline Christensen
photos:me with a door, me with a lettuce truck (this is why we are not allowed to eat lettuce haha), happy new year! The people here are really superstitious and celebrate new year with strange dried animals. I think this is a sea horse we found in the street
