Transfers are this week and guess who is leaving? Me.
Sister Hodge is staying but is switching to the Citrus Heights Ward instead of
Tempo Park.
The absolute raw emotion that comes with this is
life-destroying, let me tell you. I have spent 12 weeks of my life in Citrus
Heights forcing myself out of my comfort zone to talk to people and form
relationships with people. Towards my last three weeks here I've finally felt
some kind of family connection with the missionaries I am serving with. Now
that all of that has finally happened I am leaving.
I've loved and lived with sister Hodge for 12 weeks,
24/7' day and night, and now I'm leaving. This will be her final six weeks
before she goes home to Logan Utah. The chances of me seeing her again are
pretty slim. When you get too comfortable with an area you leave.
That's life and it stinks. No doubt about it.
I had to say goodbye to a lot of members on Sunday which
was just sad.
I cried a lot. I didn't realize the love I had for them
until I said bye. I didn't realize a lot of things until I got the call I was
leaving. I am leaving Tuesday to go up north to a place called Corning, and my
new companion is Sister Duncan. I know no one where I'm going so I have to
start all over again. Not looking forward to that, but whatever happens
happens. I don't know anything about Sister Duncan and I don't want to. I
prefer to go in blind so I don't have any assumptions.
Thursday I went on exchanges and passed out my very first
Book of Mormon as a missionary to one of our investigators. Her name is
Dominique and she hasn't been home for a while. I had sister Harper with me, my
sister training leader, and I decided to go see her. We talked to her for over
an hour about the gospel and I felt prompted to give her a Book of Mormon. So I
did. As she held the book she said "I feel power in this. I feel like
there's a hand on my shoulder telling me to read this book." Of course I'm
dying internally because that NEVER HAPPENS so I just smiled and told her how
it would bless her life. That happened.
I was sick earlier in the week, throwing up sick, and I
asked my zone leaders to give me a blessing. I felt so much better the next day.
I love the priesthood, I know it works, and I love my zone leaders. I'm gonna
miss them dearly. Elder Shepherd and Elder Jensen were my first zone leaders
and I seriously doubt anyone could compare to them.
I'm done with training. Now people can stop calling me a greenie :)
I love you all dearly. These last three days have been a
roller coaster of a ride. I've been angry, sad, happy, and dead inside all at
one time. Most of the people in my zone now have only been out about a year, so
there's a good chance I will serve around them again. That's a comforting
thought. Heavenly Father has been with me this whole time holding my hand. He
has never left me once. I know I'm not alone. I'm sad, but I'm not alone.
That's what makes the difference. I've learned how to make relationships with
people and how to be a missionary so I think I can do this who knows I'll find
out Tuesday.
Ok I'm done. I don't feel like typing anymore. I love you
all so much and there is no way I could do this without the constant love I
feel from you. Your prayers keep me up, otherwise I'd have quit and gone home
probably.
With all the love I can possibly muster, Sister Caroline
Ginn
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