I just have no idea where to start this week. Much things have happened, a lot tiny miracles seen. But all these things contribute to one great truth: God is there. He is our Heavenly Father. He loves us because we are His children.
I guess, I could start out with what happened throughout the week. So transfer conference happened and I found out that I will be a "Nanay" in the mission. For non-missionaries, it's mission slang for "Trainer". If you are training a greenie or a new missionary, you are being considered as a "parent" so to speak. So yes, I am a mom now. 
Well, not really... So when I found out that I will become a trainer, it totally freaked me out deep inside (people told me that I don't look like it but to be honest, I was out of myself from that point onward until I was able to get my companion last Thursday). I have no idea what I will be doing, no idea what I need to do. Although a lot of the sisters would tell me "You'll do great." I was still VERY nervous because I have never been senior companion and... I don't know. I just have no idea. But I love my new companion. I love her a lot. I get really nervous when people would not include her when we're taking tours together. Then a thought came to me, so this is what it feels like to become a mother. Well, not really... close enough though...
I just have no idea where to start this week. Much things have happened, a lot tiny miracles seen. But all these things contribute to one great truth: God is there. He is our Heavenly Father. He loves us because we are His children.
I guess, I could start out with what happened throughout the week. So transfer conference happened and I found out that I will be a "Nanay" in the mission. For non-missionaries, it's mission slang for "Trainer". If you are training a greenie or a new missionary, you are being considered as a "parent" so to speak. So yes, I am a mom now. Well, not really... So when I found out that I will become a trainer, it totally freaked me out deep inside (people told me that I don't look like it but to be honest, I was out of myself from that point onward until I was able to get my companion last Thursday). I have no idea what I will be doing, no idea what I need to do. Although a lot of the sisters would tell me "You'll do great." I was still VERY nervous because I have never been senior companion and... I don't know. I just have no idea. But I love my new companion. I love her a lot. I get really nervous when people would not include her when we're taking tours together. Then a thought came to me, so this is what it feels like to become a mother. Well, not really... close enough though...
Meet Sister Radamason from Madagascar! (And yes, I do look fat. Pictures make me look fat).
Meet Sister Radamason from Madagascar! (And yes, I do look fat. Pictures make me look fat).
And if you thought that the second paragraph of this email is kind of hilarious because I am kind of putting forth my feelings of being a trainer, I actually find it humbling to get such an important calling. It actually motivated me to do more and to work harder as a missionary. I have been getting a larger scale of what I have been studying in my personal studies and our companionship studies. I felt that I have been getting more receptive to the Spirit. I am so grateful because I knew that this is going to be a new learning experience for me, a new opportunity to grow. And what's even fun about it is that I now found out of what my previous companions think about me. They are so sweet that I love them and I just want to hug them. I do know though, who gave me a specific description about me doing a little dance when I really needed to go to the bathroom. Hahaha!
Anyway, here's quite the exciting part of this email and I did save it for last. For those that knew my family and knew my brother, Christian, this is quite a surprising (or maybe not so surprising) news for you. As some of you might have known that my brother, Elder Christian Joseph Ngo, was called to serve in the Philippines Legaspi Mission. He is currently recovering from an operation. Now you may think, "WHAT?!". Well, my brother... and his very courageous and charitable nature... save another family member's life by donating a part of his liver. Every time I think of such a heroic act makes me tear up (yes, I am crying in front of the computer right now. 
) Every time I think about it, I just felt how happy, proud, and I don't know what any other word could eventually describe the overwhelming feeling that I have felt of what my dearest brother did. Small acts of kindness save a life. And that is our purpose of missionaries... we save ETERNAL LIVES. We invite others to come unto Christ. It has been such a faith and testimony builder for my family and I to have such great experiences (both at home and here on the mission) and that I would consider them as one of my biggest miracles. My family has been greatly blessed. The gospel has been such a huge contribution to it and somehow, it is something that I hold on to very dearly.
So... to the missionaries (or maybe non-missionaries) out there that may be struggling... HEAVENLY FATHER loves YOU! Just count your blessings, there are A LOT of them. 
Sister Kristel Marie Cruz Ngo
Utah Salt Lake City Temple Square Mission
