I had a really hard week and I'm discovering all of my weaknesses. I'm realizing how awful I am, which is a good thing, but it's really painful. We had a good week, except that nothing went as planned. Our investigators aren't keeping their commitments or coming to church, and it hurts. But I have to remember that other people's agency shouldn't affect my happiness.
The food is really good, but super weird. Filipinos pretty much fry everything. Tang is considered juice here and we eat rice and fish for breakfast. So different so I have to stop comparing everything to America and just have joy. For the most part the people are really loving. Sometimes the men are too loving, haha, I don't need to elaborate on that one. I'm safe though.
I'm glad everyone is doing alright. Enjoy Christmas!
The Filipino kids are the best because they run around us and want to carry my stuff and hold my arm. It's so great! But there are so many fat babies around and I want to hold them, haha, but it's against the rules. The kids are really fun though. Sorry if I never want to come home, but it's really fun here.
Love,
Sister Santa
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