Another week bites the dust

Dear family and friends,

Well, Things continue to roll along quite nicely here in the DR. I feel so at home in this culture. And I am learning more and more about missionary work each day. I have learned so much about the basic principles of the gospel. I never realized how much I knew until I had to start simplifying my own knowledge to the simple doctrine. When you can actually get it down to that point you realize how beautiful and perfect the gospel plan is.

Yet at the same time, I feel like I have just made a huge realization of how broad the gospel is. It no longer feel like just an important aspect of my life, but I realize it is my life and my purpose. Not just as a missionary, but just as a child of God.

We ate this EVERY day in the CCM

I am so glad to get Letters each week from my other missionary friends. I feel a sort of commradship with them now. But they seem so far ahead of me. I especially appreciate Tanya's letters. Life is different for sisters. Especially at this MTC. Our domain is VERY small. (Bascially we are allowed in 4 rooms and a hallway) and we are often forgotten or overlooked. But soon 5 more latin sisters should be coming. Although I am nervous to share a bedroom with another culture, I am eager for the strength in numbers.

Well, the buzz of tis week is that Elder Hinckley came to inspect us. The Presidente and wife were all in a tizzy. They assured us all week that this was nothing special and we should all act as usual, but I began to notice more decorations and flowers appear. And we did an EXTRA thorough cleaning last week. Things seemed suspiciously unnormal. But, I am pleased to announced that we passed the inspection. The only correction we were infromed of is that the sisters are not to wait in line the cafeteria, but proceed directly to the front. BAM! Take that!

Well, I am getting more and more excited about missinary work. I feel like I am actually going to be ok at this. Maybe I will even be good, but I can definitely feel the love and support of the Lord. He is guiding me and protecting me.

I appreciate so much your letters!!! Markie, I think that is just great that Jono answered you like that! Mostly I just enjoy picturing dad laughing hysterically.
I can't believe you are applying to hollister. I would too actually. especially if you know someone who works there. That is the best way to get a job, but I never pictured you working there. Do they have good undershirts? I sould use a few more? I was reprimanded because two of mine are too low. But that is another bitter story.

Please give Stacy a hug for me too! I am glad she is there taking care of us all.

Dad, you were right about the stupid rules at the MTC. . . It is pretty sad because I was building up this great desrire to be so obedient and such an active missionary and it is hard to reinflate that desire each time. Last week we were told that we can't look out any of the windows in the CCM becasue they are too close to the elder's rooms. That sealed the feeling that we live in a prison. We sisters only see the outside world a few times a week. It is depressing and I am hoping that I will be under less scrutiny once I leave here.

I am glad you learned from brother Zaharis' talk. It is defintitely harder done than said. I totally understand. I am my father's daughter.


LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!

Hermana
Morgan Palmer

PS. I told our Harry Potter World Premiere story to my elders. They thought it was pretty much the best stroy EVER!

PPS.  I saw the milk, and the memories came back of the taste and the floaties on the bottom, Yum-O.