hard week

Hey family.

Well i dont really have much to say today. and what i have to say is really depressing so bear with me.

This past week has been the hardest week of my entire mission.

On thursday I found out that J Passed away.

I know it is better for him that he is gone but its hard for me. I truly loved that man and i really felt like i was sent here to help him and to teach him and bring him unto christ and I feel like i failed him. Maybe if i had been better he would have got baptized before he passed.

But i have hope and i know that he is being taught in the spirit world, by missionaries far better then me.

I pray that he will accept the Gospel on the other side.

I hope he had a great reunion with his dear wife.

I still pray for him.

On friday i had the flu and was throwing up all night and was miserable the next day.

I was so sick.

On saturday i found out that i am being transfered.

My heart has never hurt this bad.

I feel empty inside.

I have never cried so much and had to say so many hard godbyes.

I ask alot why i cant stay as other missionaries get to stay in their areas for longer amounts of time.

I ask why i have to get transfered right before christmas and go to a new area with a new companion while having my first christmas away from home is already going to be hard enough.

I have so many questions running thru my head and tears running down my cheeks.

I pray for the strength to be able to not sink into another depression and to be able to go and do what i am here to do.

Please Pray for me.

I love you all.