This week has had its ups and downs, but mostly it was just filled with
 spiritual experiences, where I truly feel so blessed to be on a 
mission. Last week was one of the downs, but you know how they always 
say that no matter how many depressing, frustrating moments you have on 
the mission, you only remember the joys? Well that's what I'm 
experiencing. We have so many things that can just bog us down and make
 us feel inadequate, useless, unworthy, and I think last week I let 
that get the best of me, but this week I truly feel the peace, love, 
and joy that comes from missionary work.
Thursday
 we had zone training from President Lopez. It is different being in 
such a small zone and being the only sisters, but it was fun. Trainings
 always give me the spiritual pump and encouragement I need. They uplift
 you in a way where you just want to go out and find, teach, and baptize. But President Lopez did have us teach in front of everyone. It's always a 
little nerve-wracking, but overall, no big deal. In our interviews with 
him, he always has us practice teach in Ilonggo, so we did, and then 
afterwards he said he would call on us, so at least it wasn't a surprise
Our
 area is slowly progressing. We have a lot of investigators that could 
have a lot of potential. Sister Rey and I came to a conclusion yesterday
 that it really takes only one lesson to make a terrible day good. Just 
one lesson, or one investigators, or just one minute where you truly 
just feel the Spirit. It was like that in my last area with Sister Luke 
where we would spend our last appointment with T every night. It was 
like no matter what happened during the day, how hot or punted we were, 
we would forget all of it because of how great the lessons were. And I 
think that's how the mission experience overall will be. By the end of 
it, you don't remember the crazy, frustrating, depressing stuff that 
happens, but rather remember all the experiences that are hard to even 
describe because of how special or spiritual they were.
This
 past week, E and her son didn't get baptized.  We're waiting on permission from her husband. The whole situation is a little 
depressing because she's so ready, her testimony is so strong, and she 
wants to be baptized. So, now we're just waiting for him to 
have a change of heart. It's sad she can't at this moment, but we feel 
at peace about it because we know she's already converted. She's basically
 already a member of the church. She's just waiting for that one last 
step.
Life
 in Binalabagan is good. It's still been relatively cool. I haven't 
fallen through the bamboo bridge yet, and Sister Rey is so sweet. We 
have our ups and downs regarding missionary work, but who doesn't. Right
 now, we're on our ups. Yesterday, Elder Nobleza (who's in the Quorum 
of the Seventy but he lives in our ward) gave a talk and reshared the story of the pioneers that we watched last
 week at the area broadcast. He explained how the pioneers trek, the 
plain was flat for almost 300 miles, and then at the end when they were
 the most tired, fatigued, and exhausted, they had to climb that last 
mountain, the most treacherous part of the journey. He was saying how 
we've been on the flat plains for too long and now is the time to climb 
the mountains in our life. He was saying how the Lord requires us to, 
and how that's the only way for us to become holier men. I know that 
there will be many mountains in my life, but I guess the mission is the 
first one I'm experiencing, and I'm ready to climb it.
I
 love you all! Help the missionaries! I know you're trying, just do all 
that you can! Seriously, the best way is referrals. We talk to people 
all we want, but it's hard when there's no support from a member. 
There's a statistic that President Lopez gave us, I'm not sure if it's 
just from the Bacolod mission or worlwide, but 1 in every 8 referrals 
gets baptized. BUT only 1 in every 220ish gets baptized from street 
contacting. That just shows how vital members are in the work.
Send everyone my love!
Love always,
Cami P.S. Thanks for sending my package! My shoes have officially died, the hole went up the side and now they're basically ripped in half. I'll send a picture once i have a camera again.
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