Sunday, April 24, 2011
I like to imagine how I would have felt, had I been in Mary's shoes when she arrived at the Tomb of her Lord only to find His body gone. And then to be sitting outside the Tomb, weeping, when He came to hear and said to her "Woman, why weepest thou? Why seekest thou the living among the dead?" How would I have felt to see Him standing there before me? I think that it would have been the most amazing feeling in the world to realize that, just as He said He would, Jesus Christ was resurrected on the third day after His crucifixion.
This Easter Sunday, a day when the Christian World pauses to remember what He did for us, I want to express my gratitude to my Savior for all He did for me. It is because of Him and His suffering that I was even able to finish my mission. His Atonement brought me strength greater than I could have imagined. I learned so much about my Savior during the time that I served my mission. He really truly did do so much for each and every one of us so that we can have the opportunity to live again. And what a blessing it is.
I know that He lives. I know that He died for each one of us because He loves us. I know that because of His sacrifice and suffering, we will all have the opportunity to live again, and have our eternal families.
I am eternally grateful for my Savior and for all that He did for me. I cannot wait for the day when I will be able to kneel before Him and thank Him for all that He has done for me to make my life the way it is. To quote a favorite hymn, "Oh it is wonderful, wonderful to me!"
Thursday, April 21, 2011
I think that I'm really going to enjoy my classes this semester. They're all looking like they're going to be really insightful. I'm going to get some good information. All of my classes this semester, except my religion class, are for my minor. It is definitely a different twist on things from what I'm used to here in my college education. Sure there are some ElEd majors, but there are a lot of Secondary Ed majors as well (which isn't entirely a bad thing, because there are quite a few guys in Secondary Ed as opposed to mostly girls in ElEd). I also think that I have a lot greater appreciation for these classes now than I would have had before I served a mission and had experiences with different cultures and people from different countries, some of whom are learning English. I think my mind is a lot more open to the things that I'm learning now.
I really love the Spirit that is present here on campus. I'd forgotten what it is like. As I was sitting in class the first day, I was so overwhelmed with the Spirit. As I thought back over the past several months, I haven't felt the Spirit that strongly since I got home. It's not for lack of trying, it's just that the environment here is so completely different! What a blessing it is for me to be here at BYU-Idaho to get the education that I'm here to get!
Also...one last piece of good news...I was trying to get into one more of the classes for my minor this semester. I e-mailed the professor and he told me that there was no way that I could add the class becuase as part of the class we tutor students from other countries, and there just weren't enough students for me to be able to be in the class as well. But, I decided that it wouldn't hurt to go the first day of class, just in case. So I went to class on Tuesday and talked to him. He told me that he wasn't sure, but that I could try to go again today becuase he'd have a better idea by then. Well, after class today he told me that he had another international student add his class, which made it possible for me to add! HOORAY! I had to hold back my tears of joy! What a great blessing it is for me!
Honestly, I don't know what I've done to deserve so many wonderful blessings. I'm not that good of a person. But I am forever indebted to my Heavenly Father for opening all of these doors in my life to experiences that I never would have had if I hadn't served a mission! What a wonderful day it is indeed here at BYU-Idaho...despite the dreary, winter-like conditions outside.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
It was something that happened 2 years ago today that changed my life...who I am...forever. Two years ago today I finished up another semester at BYU-Idaho. But that's not what changed my life. No, I'll be back there in another 6 days. But two years ago today, I got something in the mail that changed my life: My mission call! It was such a wonderful blessing to be able to go on a mission. Now...well, it's hard to believe that it's in the past. Someone came into work today, and described being an RM in a way that sums it up perfectly: Now, as an RM, the mission seems like a dream, not the reality. It makes me sad to know that I'll never be back there...but at the same time, when I look at who I have become, I am so extremely grateful.
Please join me in a photo journey of the past 2 years
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
You see...since I wrote the letter, I believe in fall of 2009, a LOT in my life has changed. A LOT in my teaching experience has changed. Not to mention, I now will have a Minor in TESOL which was not an option when I wrote the letter...and I speak Spanish. Psh...minor detail, right? Wrong. In my profession, or what will be my profession, being able to speak Spanish will be a HUGE asset! Not to mention with the TESOL I will be a little more highly qualified than the average-Jane teacher. I'll have a little more experience and a little more knowledge of how to teach those children who are learning English, and how to help their parents (not to mention be able to actually communicate with their parents) right out of the holding pen.
But as I'm sitting here, trying to figure out what to write to paint a vivid picture of myself, I'm stuck. I'm clueless. I don't know what to write! I kind of what to totally change my letter. I know for sure that there are at least some parts that I want to nix altogether. But what to add? Who knows! I need to keep it neutral, so I can't exactly mention my mission...but that is where I had a TON of teaching experiences, and learned Spanish. It was there that I really gained an appreciation for those who have migrated to the US and are trying to make a living for themselves and their families, even if it is hard. Those parents want their children to succeed...and one day I will be the educator helping them succeed. But how do I explain that in less than a page? Just a few hundred words? Really, I have less space to explain myself than I have already taken here in this blog post! And this just so happens to be one of my smaller ones. (What can I say...I'm a girl of many words...who absolutes hates talking herself up to other people.) Why can't someone else just write the letter for me??? Oh yeah...because I'm supposed to introduce myself to the administrators I will soon be working with.
So, I'm going to sit here and attempt to paint a picture of myself and hope it turns out to be a positive, uplifting, colorful image of who I am and where I stand in terms of my love for education. And alas, I'll keep it short.
We got the church where the reunion was being held, and right away started seeing people we had known in the mission! Several former Spanish Elders were there...3 of them who served en la Rama Coronado with me. 3 of my former District Leaders were there. A former Zone Leader was there too. Two of my former companions were there. And of course President and Sister Anderson! It was great to see them again. President Anderson had us all gather in the chapel where he spoke to us for a bit. Then we moved into the cultural hall and had refreshments and got caught up on each other's lives after the mission. It was so much fun! We didn't want to leave :)
The 5th generation, Hermana Cabello, goes home to Peru in a week