I am so hungry

This might be areally short horrible email on account of I am so ferociously hungry i cant really focus on the keyboard or remember anything that happened this week.

Im really hungry because we keep playing on p day instead of buying food and there is nothing in our apartment and last night i ate two oreos four saltine crackers and salted nuts for dinner.

Dont feel bad for me. It is completely self inflicted.

This week was dreamy. Time is drifting by and I just get to spend all day talking to people I love about things I love.

One of those people is named brother pak. He and his wife are old investigators who we used to meet with but they are Buddhist and never kept commitments so we had to stop meeting with them but the other night i really felt like we should go visit them. I walked up to their house and I hear through the screen brother pak say "our American princess!" They both hugged me like a granddaughter and made us  some crazy juice and they kept asking me why i stopped coming and how much they had missed us and reminded me of every nice thing we had ever done for them. I never realize how much me mean to people or how much people mean to me. We sat and talked on their front porch through the evening about their children and they gave me dating advice for when I go back to america (i should probably write a book- it was hilarious). We laughed and told stories and he finally turned and looked at me seriously and said- ive been reading the book you gave me. I said really? what do you think? He told me that he really liked it and he felt really good when he read it. I told him i did too. I asked them if they would pray about it and they said I dont know how to pray. Ive taught them maybe ten times but we went through it one more time this time they prayed at the end before they left. In his very first prayer to God he asked Him if i could stay in Korea and marry a Korean man and visit them a lot. He asked that i would always be happy and never be fat. He prayed for my family because they are probably not happy without me. He sincerely prayed to know of the truthfulness of the gospel and if what we teach is true. By the end of the prayer I was a crying mess realizing how much i love them and feeling that I had given up on them too early. I know that missionaries will come after me to help them but I want it to be me! what if they give up on them? What if they are lazy missionaries or cant find their house? AH! its the worst feeling in the world.

On a happier note Naomi had her baptismal interview on Sunday. She has completely transformed as she has learned about the gospel and read he book of Mormon. She completely glows. She is so full of hope- something that was absent from her life just a few months ago. As she has started living the gospel I think she has realized what she wants out of life and how much more she is capable of. I wish you could meet her. She is amazing. I got to sit in on her interview and hearing her testimony was one of the happiest moments of my life. Her testimony is so strong- i love hearing those first simple testimonies. I love that with the gospel you don't have to know all the details to know that it is true. I remember being a really little girl maybe eight and praying to heavenly father if my family would really be together forever. I remember feeling heaven around me and knowing it was true. Isnt that amazing? That God cared enough about a little eight year old girl to be listening to and answering her simple prayer? And He still does. I love being a missionary- i feel like he listens extra hard to our prayers because they are always about taking care of his children. 

I am so grateful that people can and do change. Im so grateful that I can and do change little by little. Im so grateful for personal revelation. Can you even believe that the God of the universe truly speaks to us!? I am grateful that I have listened to that guidance in my life- not that ive been perfect at it, but im getting much better.       

Im so grateful for the macro and micro plan that heavenly father has for us. He is even in the minute details of our lives- even when we dont see it.  

I know this gospel is true. I feel it more and more every day i am a missionary.
President Furniss often reminds us to be "happy always- content never" something that i love. Never give up on yourself- or others. The lord never does!

LOVE LOVE LOVE,

sister lund