It has been kind of a rough week. I called the president and talked with him about my stomach issues. I think the worst part about it is it takes me off my feet 2-3 times a week for about an hour. It just beats me up inside. i really love my mission work, and I want to do my best job, so it's difficult. Apparently the blood test for my stomach came back negative, so I don't need antibiotics. But it did show that my brain has been sending more stimulant to my thyroid gland, which means my thyroid isn't putting out as much as it should. The doctor says the thyroid can affect all parts of the body directly or indirectly. I wake up every morning with stomach pains, but I always push myself to get up on time. It's starting to get easier. i don't enjoy eating some foods now because I hurst so much and i eat smaller amounts because I don't want it to take me out. I've been stressed for quite a while now, that's not helping either. I'm trying to do the right thing, I've been trying to get it taken care of. I've gone to a lot of doctor's appointments, you guys know about all that. It just hurst so bad honestly, I'm just scared to eat food. it's got a little better, but it is still bad. It's restricting my mission work and the president says I might have to go home and get it figured out and then I could come back.
Maybe there's a reason for it. I know the Lord works in mysterious ways. I still don't want to go home now, even as I'm writing you this though my stomach hurst. I told him I will pray about it when I go to the temple on Wednesday, and asked them to both pray with me to find out what the Lord wants me to do. I think, I hope, it's to stay here. But again, my will is not God's will.
I'd like to ask you to pray with me this week. Whether the Lord wants me to come home and get better and come back out, or it he wants me to stay out here. I'm now asking you to fast for me, you've fasted enough for my health already.
John Easton isn't really progressing, and Jill has been avoiding us. And we have no new investigators.
Maybe there's a reason for it. I know the Lord works in mysterious ways. I still don't want to go home now, even as I'm writing you this though my stomach hurst. I told him I will pray about it when I go to the temple on Wednesday, and asked them to both pray with me to find out what the Lord wants me to do. I think, I hope, it's to stay here. But again, my will is not God's will.
I'd like to ask you to pray with me this week. Whether the Lord wants me to come home and get better and come back out, or it he wants me to stay out here. I'm now asking you to fast for me, you've fasted enough for my health already.
John Easton isn't really progressing, and Jill has been avoiding us. And we have no new investigators.
We have talked to the Mission President, and to Elder Tucker since this letter, and it has been a difficult week. We have been praying to know and understand what to do. At this point Elder Tucker is going to stay out in the field and try to work through the pain he's been having. He is hoping that he can work, and it won't keep him from doing just that. The Lord loves him, and knows him, and he will either be able to work through this situation, or it will become to debilitating, and he will need to come home and get some help. We just pray that Elder Tucker will be able to continue to pray to know God's will and have the strength to follow it.
Later that day:
Hey Dad, I want to stay out as long as I can, I love my mission, and that's why it's so hard. Is that it's taking me out of my missionary work more frequently. I am exhausted with trying to fight this fight, I want to work more than my body will let me. It's about mentally taxing as it is physically. I expected to be able to work every day. To have some occasional sick days, but not three times a week. I didn't expect to be in pain so long. And I pushed through a lot of pain as it is. That's the worst part, it's holding me back, when I'm trying to do my best. And I expect more of myself than anyone else does. I could use some encouragement.
Hey Dad, I want to stay out as long as I can, I love my mission, and that's why it's so hard. Is that it's taking me out of my missionary work more frequently. I am exhausted with trying to fight this fight, I want to work more than my body will let me. It's about mentally taxing as it is physically. I expected to be able to work every day. To have some occasional sick days, but not three times a week. I didn't expect to be in pain so long. And I pushed through a lot of pain as it is. That's the worst part, it's holding me back, when I'm trying to do my best. And I expect more of myself than anyone else does. I could use some encouragement.