So last night I was able to experience something that I've only experienced one other time in my life, el don de lenguas. Yes I speak Spanish but I'm the first to admit I'm not 100% fluent although I'm getting pretty close. So when I interpret I always have that moment of panic that I'm going to mess up and the person won't understand me or I'll make a huge mistake. Yesterday the hubs and I went to church so he could go to English class. I was just talking to the elders and relaxing when another sister in the branch came into the building. She looked pretty nervous. Turns out she needed an interpreter for an interview with someone at church. Guess who the only available person was? Yep yours truly. I had my moment of panic and as soon as we started, it was incredible! I felt like I was a missionary all over again and had no problem even when there were some words I was unsure of. It was a wonderful feeling.
I realize how blessed I am to be able to have that gift with me when I need it. And grateful to a loving Heavenly Father who cares about each one of us and wants us to be happy. He places people in our lives for a reason. And sometimes we don't always know why those people are in our lives until much later down the line. I do know that we are all loved and cared for each day whether we know it or not. It's only when we look for those tender mercies that life becomes easier and we see the value in everything we do.
On another note, two and half weeks left of my masters class and then a week break before I start another! Yay! I'm not sure at this point if I'm being sarcastic or not. I'll let you know later :) This was a short post but I see the doctor again on Monday so hopefully there will be something good to post!