So, I got looking online a lot today to try and learn some of the language, culture and information as well as the different sites to see on my preparation days or "P-days" while in Brazil. P-days are usually on Mondays and are the one day out of the week that I will not be proselyting. It is reserved for a companionship of elders to go grocery shopping, site-seeing, writing letters home, and doing laundry-- in addition to all the other things that may need to be done that had been put off during the previous week's work.
Somehow in my search I came across a couple of videos that highlight the many major cities in Brazil that are sure to receive tourism during the 2013 FIFA Confederations Cup that is currently underway as well as during the 2014 FIFA World Cup. This is one of the videos that I found that talks about Fortaleza and the sites and people there. If anything, these videos are just making me more and more excited to go to Brazil!
In addition to searching for interesting and informational videos today, I found out that I co-worker of mine who grew up in Rhode Island actually took four years of Portuguese. When I walked into work he hadn't been told about where I would be serving. Some time passed and he asked me if I was excited about getting my call and I told him that I had received it and had been assigned to serve in Brazil. He instantly perked up and became quite excited. I think that my news had made him quite jealous! Come to find out, Rhode Island has a huge population of Brazilians and so it was part of the high school curriculum to learn Portuguese. He said that he may still have some Portuguese grammar books from when he was in high school that he would be more than willing to let me have. I am so excited to get a jump start on this adventure and so many wonderful tender mercies of the Lord have been manifest so that I will be better prepared for the upcoming two years. I know that Fortaleza is the exact mission for me and that none other could possibly teach me as much as this one will. The people of Fortaleza are the people that I need to meet and the people that the Lord has prepared me to serve. This is the will of God and He has laid these stepping stones in my path so that I will be able to successfully do His work.
“The Lord's tender mercies are the very personal and individualized blessings, strength, protection, assurances, guidance, loving-kindnesses, consolation, support, and spiritual gifts which we receive from and because of and through the Lord Jesus Christ.” -Elder Bednarhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3B4El4B9LVw&feature=share
Monday, June 24, 2013
"Dear Elder Evans:
You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Brazil Fortaleza Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 24 months.
You should report to the Brazil Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, November 6, 2013. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Portuguese language. Your assignment may be modified according to the needs of the mission president..."
Today, June 24, 2013, I got my passport application submitted, and hopefully $211.20, two to three weeks, and one visa later (this could take months), I should be cleared to travel in and out of the country. I also heard a couple of days ago that if my visa is approved early, that I may be able to leave for Brazil early which will be pretty exciting.
Friday, June 21, 2013
I started my mission papers in September of 2012 with very little incentive to finish them while attending BYU-Idaho due to the fact that I would only turn nineteen at around the time that I would be returning home in April of the following year. General Conference came and passed that October with the announcement of the missionary age change and I called my parents shortly after. We came to the consensus that with little progress on my papers and with my housing contract still signed and on the records for the winter semester, I should attend school and get a year of school secured under my belt.
Yes, the months following that October conference were full of several friends of mine (primarily of the female gender) that decided to begin, finish, and submit their paperwork all within the matter of what seemed like days...
Shortly following my fall semester, I had a roommate that left school to pursue a young woman that had "caught the wave" of missionary work and was quickly submitting her paper-work. To both of their families' surprise, he caught her just in time and proposed before she had made her decision to serve final-- a picture of the temple in her "mission call" sure made an exciting and unexpected announcement. In addition, I also had the sad experience of hearing about a former roommate who had been left by a girl who had decided that serving the Lord was a greater priority than marrying him-- AFTER he had proposed to her and she accepted. While I do not stand to judge either of their decisions, I sure do wish him luck in coping with the surprise.
By winter semester, I lit a fire and made sure to keep it lit until my papers were submitted. I made time to get the last few provisions taken care of and had everything done: shots, physicals, records transferred; etc. and even had a meeting with a member of the YSA 7th Stake presidency scheduled for the week after April conference which I attended and wholly enjoyed. Somehow, I thought that my paperwork would be submitted shortly thereafter but apparently the Lord had another plan. The week after conference, I met with my bishop who asked me if my wisdom teeth had been removed. I hardly even had to think about the question. Of course my wisdom teeth had been removed. Who could forget the horrible pain that followed? I answered him by saying that they had been to which he informed me that my dentist back in Augusta had mistakenly marked that I indeed had not had my wisdom teeth removed. Following the meeting, I quickly contacted my parents and my dad came to the rescue and was able to have my dentist in Augusta fax my bishop the updated and corrected paperwork.
It would seem that at this point, all was smooth sailing, however, somehow along the digital sea of paperwork, I had neglected one thing. My meeting with a member of the stake presidency was scheduled and I had allocated the time necessary to meet with him and finally submit my paperwork- even though it was finals week and the final week that interviews were to be conducted. I had gotten dressed in my Sunday best and went to a friend's apartment for dinner. While I was there, I received a call from my bishop explaining my fatal mistake. I had somehow neglected to properly submit my paperwork and my bishop said that at this point, I would have to just finish my paperwork when I got home.
After returning home, things didn't get any easier. It took about a full month from the time I got home again to the time I finally had all of the paperwork transferred over and then turned in --but I had done it! My papers were finally in!