My dear family and friends!
I hope you all had an amazing thanksgiving and ate lots of turkey :)
I want to share a couple thoughts this week. Sorry that all my
analogies are about surfing, but for some reason Heavenly Father likes
to teach me through those. It's like mom and dad in one. Mom, relating
everything to the gospel. And dad, relating everything to the surf.
My whole mission, and really my whole life I have discovered that I am
a little too hard on myself. I remember in an interview with President
Passey, he once asked me, "Now Hermana Hubert, have you been hard on
yourself your whole life or just your mission? How can we fix this?" I
sighed, and said, "President, I just don't know."
Last night I asked Heavenly Father to teach me how not to be so hard
on myself, and he answered me this morning. I received the impression
that the days on the mission are like a surf session. There are some
good waves, and some bad ones where you wipe out, miss the wave, or
even get too scared to catch it. But every time you think back on your
time in the sea, you don't focus in the waves you didn't catch, you
focus and rejoice in the ones where you did. You focus on the swell
you caught just at the right moment or even when you felt yourself
start to carve. You remember that moment when you saw your papa smile
and give you a big thumbs up. You remember doing "turtles" with Anna
and laughing as we got beat up by all the waves. You laugh at each
other because we both know the locals know we are definitely not
locals. You laugh at your brother who tips over as he tries to balance
on his board. You rejoice with your sibs as they come back from a sick
(yes Anna, I know you miss my use of the word sick) ride that they
caught. You laugh at each other for the waves that were utterly fails.
You understand that you are from from perfect and that the room for
improvement is ever so evident, but it doesn't matter. You love it,
and you love trying. Heavenly Father never expects perfection, all he
wants for us is to try. If us kids expected ourselves to surf like our
father, we would always come back disappointed every time. We wouldn't
be able to enjoy. But, if we rejoice in our progression as we try to
become better day by day, we are always going to come back with a
smile. Don't get me wrong, there will be hard days. Some waves might
shove us to the bed of the sea, or we might get stuck in a set. But we
will always come up. We will always come back up to the surface. I
love the new video A Savior is Born. Rejoice! Rejoice. A Savior is
born. With him, our progression is possible. With him, our progression
is endless. He will strengthen us to fight back. He will help us come
to the surface, He will give us strength to paddle back out, and He
will always help us catch our next great wave. Rejoice.
I love you all so much, I am grateful for each and every one of you.
You mean so much to me and I am so grateful that we have been blessed
with the family we do have. So we can truly find joy in this amazing
never ending surf session!
All my love,
Hermana Hubert
I hope you all had an amazing thanksgiving and ate lots of turkey :)
I want to share a couple thoughts this week. Sorry that all my
analogies are about surfing, but for some reason Heavenly Father likes
to teach me through those. It's like mom and dad in one. Mom, relating
everything to the gospel. And dad, relating everything to the surf.
My whole mission, and really my whole life I have discovered that I am
a little too hard on myself. I remember in an interview with President
Passey, he once asked me, "Now Hermana Hubert, have you been hard on
yourself your whole life or just your mission? How can we fix this?" I
sighed, and said, "President, I just don't know."
Last night I asked Heavenly Father to teach me how not to be so hard
on myself, and he answered me this morning. I received the impression
that the days on the mission are like a surf session. There are some
good waves, and some bad ones where you wipe out, miss the wave, or
even get too scared to catch it. But every time you think back on your
time in the sea, you don't focus in the waves you didn't catch, you
focus and rejoice in the ones where you did. You focus on the swell
you caught just at the right moment or even when you felt yourself
start to carve. You remember that moment when you saw your papa smile
and give you a big thumbs up. You remember doing "turtles" with Anna
and laughing as we got beat up by all the waves. You laugh at each
other because we both know the locals know we are definitely not
locals. You laugh at your brother who tips over as he tries to balance
on his board. You rejoice with your sibs as they come back from a sick
(yes Anna, I know you miss my use of the word sick) ride that they
caught. You laugh at each other for the waves that were utterly fails.
You understand that you are from from perfect and that the room for
improvement is ever so evident, but it doesn't matter. You love it,
and you love trying. Heavenly Father never expects perfection, all he
wants for us is to try. If us kids expected ourselves to surf like our
father, we would always come back disappointed every time. We wouldn't
be able to enjoy. But, if we rejoice in our progression as we try to
become better day by day, we are always going to come back with a
smile. Don't get me wrong, there will be hard days. Some waves might
shove us to the bed of the sea, or we might get stuck in a set. But we
will always come up. We will always come back up to the surface. I
love the new video A Savior is Born. Rejoice! Rejoice. A Savior is
born. With him, our progression is possible. With him, our progression
is endless. He will strengthen us to fight back. He will help us come
to the surface, He will give us strength to paddle back out, and He
will always help us catch our next great wave. Rejoice.
I love you all so much, I am grateful for each and every one of you.
You mean so much to me and I am so grateful that we have been blessed
with the family we do have. So we can truly find joy in this amazing
never ending surf session!
All my love,
Hermana Hubert