recipe for: one ill hermana

I spent saturday night sleeping on the bathroom floor. I was too tired to keep running from my bed to the bathroom so i could vomit/just visit the toilet if ya know what i mean so i decided to cut the travel time down and the tile was surprisingly comfortable.

How did i end up in such a state? 

Was it:

a) getting a maximum of 4 hours of sleep tuesday night? #diviswithhnadehoyos 

b) getting absolutely FRIED monday at the beach

*i am the less red one don't worry...and apparently tomatoes are supposed to heal you...? Idek....Peruvian remedies...*

c) waking up every morning and chugging a powerade instead of water with a handful of candy/cookies/whatever is available because im so flippin starving and too impatient

d) my body took the day off in rebellion of my lack of care

^me but in dog form

e) the flies that were in the garbage can (my comp is convinced its that one)

f) the cow stomach that I REALLY TRIED TO GRIN AND BEAR IT but just couldn't get over the fact that it had tasted like it had already been eaten...

F) all of the above

You take your pick. E sounds pretty plausible to me. 

But between my bathroom floor naps and delirious conversations with my comps i had a lot of time to think.

And i thought about this thing of being perfect. 

I listened to the talk by jeffrey r holland...be ye therefore perfect..eventually.

And although i was definitely a little delirious because of the 6+ unknown pills i had popped i did manage to capture a few things. And apply them into my life. 

Firstly. I will never be perfect. Not without Him. And thats really the reason why we're here. We have to learn by faith. If we could see God and know exactly the formula to live a perfectly feliz life and always cumplir it well we'd have no point on this life. So He teaches us by faith.

Secondly. The Lord has perfect trust in us, even when we dont trust Him fully. I am amazed by the Lord's willingness.and delegation to his KIDS to do his work. Im the worst at that. Im like "i want it done this way...so I'll just do it. Or you can try and do it...but im gonna redo it later" but gods like HEY ya i trust ya! Go help my other kids learn about me! Its my plan but i trust you to help me in it! 

Thirdly.And His priesthood. I was amazed by the perfection of his priesthood

In a baptism that had to be done 3 times because a knee came up. And his name was pronounced wrong. But it needed to be perfect because it can be. 

In the perfectly imperfect spanish of a 20 year olds sweet priesthood blessing. In a world full of chaos and filth there are teenage boys worthy to use gods authority? That seems pretty perfect to me. In the sacrament blessed in the living room with 3 glasses of water and 3 massive chunks of bread. Basically enough to make a sandwich. That renewed my covenants this week. The perfect words uttered by imperfect people

So. God is good. And the work goes on. And im so grateful to be a part of it. 

Im sure there was a lot of other funny things that happened but im not kidding when i say 48 straight hours of my week were spent in my bed. But i got some good taco munching in today and a few rounds of 3.men on a couch so i suppose i can survive a few more here in Perú.

hey.

Don't forget I love you for real and ill see ya so soon :)

Emma