tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post5034986575293307572..comments2023-09-15T10:21:55.537-06:00Comments on Is It Just Me?: I Don't Know If I CouldRandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11851220760568533019noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-42189533131543178902008-08-26T09:46:00.000-06:002008-08-26T09:46:00.000-06:00My brother served his mission in Equador. I'm not ...My brother served his mission in Equador. I'm not going to lie...I'm glad it was him and not me. Wow, that sounds terribly selfish! :0Nancy Facehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10468581601513912950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-49144782821507414422008-08-24T09:28:00.000-06:002008-08-24T09:28:00.000-06:00Fantastic story!! I love it.This brought back man...Fantastic story!! I love it.<BR/><BR/>This brought back many memories.<BR/><BR/>Em-cat: I too served in Uruguay. I was there '97-'98 (probably before you....) When were you there?<BR/><BR/>It's amazing how God grants His missionaries with the gift to eat certain foods at certain quantities. Sometimes I still can't believe some of the things I ate, and that I really didn't get sick!! (Ok, I did; but nothing a little Pepto-Bismol couldn't cure.) And I totally did some of the tricks already mentioned: putting food in the bag when they left the room, or feeding it to one of the dogs.goddessdivinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03649750585495782767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-62419505484234341382008-08-24T09:26:00.000-06:002008-08-24T09:26:00.000-06:00while in Brazil, we'd have families feed us while ...while in Brazil, we'd have families feed us while watching us eat, because all they had they gave to us. i always felt guilty eating their food. luckily for me they were so poor in my area that all they served was rice and beans...i did have intestines once...and the chicken feet which they loved I could never eat, and let their kids eat them because that was their favorite treat. <BR/><BR/>oh food, it truly is a blessing that i think we often forget.Corrinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15258823571647478322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-71809253373692668642008-08-22T17:43:00.000-06:002008-08-22T17:43:00.000-06:00Loved the part about truly being grateful.Loved the part about truly being grateful.Elizabeth-Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12215621448451413460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-41034466480470573692008-08-22T14:16:00.000-06:002008-08-22T14:16:00.000-06:00E of E,Sorry, I got the impression from your earli...E of E,<BR/><BR/>Sorry, I got the impression from your earlier post that you were a prospective missionary ("I know that's probably going to get me sent to somewhere not nice...").<BR/><BR/>Of course, every mission is different. What works in one mission might not work in another. You seem a bit angry, though ("but missions should be more than just creating 'cool memories' to share with the folks back at home"). I can't imagine anything I could have said or done to upset you - but please accept my blanket apology, regardless.<BR/><BR/>I bet you had some cool stories, serving in an area like that.Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12971849965703470955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-79542036951002697672008-08-22T10:23:00.000-06:002008-08-22T10:23:00.000-06:00I was a missionary in Uruguay, and let me tell you...I was a missionary in Uruguay, and let me tell you that the food wasn't nearly as bad as Ecuador, but I definitely ate some interesting things. I remember my senior comps eating for me when I couldn't finish a meal and I would do the same for my junior comps. I can't say, however, that I was always really good at it, there were a lot of things I couldn't bring myself to eat, so I would hide it in my bag (gross I know). The article definitely brought back memories though...This sister should be given a medal! It looks like she really had it down to a science.Em-Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16451507780626179057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-4915619332527980342008-08-22T09:48:00.000-06:002008-08-22T09:48:00.000-06:00Paul, for what it's worth, I'm an RM. In my missi...Paul, for what it's worth, I'm an RM. In my mission, a very poor Eastern European country, not even 5 years post communism, we were not allowed to eat with the mememebers, for the fact that it forced them to give up their meager resources to rich American kids who had the means to feed themselves. That's my point, most missionaries have the means, they need not put that burden on the membership. And you don't have to have a dinner appt to only ask for referals, there are many more effective ways of interacting with members, IMO.<BR/><BR/>I also have plenty of "cool stories" from my mission experience, but missions should be more than just creating "cool memories" to share with the folks back at home.Mrs Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01737295446780857349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-11961174965365111402008-08-22T08:04:00.000-06:002008-08-22T08:04:00.000-06:00What a great testiment to knowing that if you serv...What a great testiment to knowing that if you serve the Lord he will give you the strength you need to get through. Love that article.Tami Vincenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16454934616046915206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-21653637417495519992008-08-21T22:39:00.000-06:002008-08-21T22:39:00.000-06:00I can completely relate to the author of that post...I can completely relate to the author of that post. Being an immigrant myself, I know not to take for granted the most basic things, like food, running water, plumbing, and electricity. It's a very different world out there.Charliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15027937260626436460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-53119321445056740112008-08-21T21:08:00.000-06:002008-08-21T21:08:00.000-06:00Thak you for showing me Segullah.Thak you for showing me Segullah.Earl and Vickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17394795944881635782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-47797936662074540292008-08-21T20:02:00.000-06:002008-08-21T20:02:00.000-06:00I don't think I could do that..just reading about ...I don't think I could do that..just reading about it makes me want to vomit. Kudos to that missionary!Staceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07167045338011317065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-34794624909683559522008-08-21T17:59:00.000-06:002008-08-21T17:59:00.000-06:00E of E,It doesn't really work that way. A lot of m...E of E,<BR/><BR/>It doesn't really work that way. A lot of members see having the missionaries over as an opportunity - a blessing. And it's a chance for the missionaries to solicit referrals - by far, the best way to find investigators.<BR/><BR/>The stories you end up telling after your mission make situations like this worthwhile, IMO. Every time I went through something scary or trying on my mission, I thought, "THIS is going to make an AWESOME story!" <BR/><BR/>Think of the writer of this story. If she exclusively ate food that she had bought and prepared, what would we have read today? "I remember this one time, my companion and I found a sale on Macaroni and Cheese - it was THE BEST! And oh, the VARIETY! I bought spirals. And regular. And the kind shaped like little Dora and Diego characters. And. And."<BR/><BR/>Would anyone be blogging about such a story? I say NAY!Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12971849965703470955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-64855429115766338182008-08-21T15:35:00.000-06:002008-08-21T15:35:00.000-06:00We do take so much for granted! When we pinch penn...We do take so much for granted! When we pinch pennies is no capri suns! I know makes me want to sale my house and move into a dirt floored hut somewhere so my kids will turn out ok!Amy Petersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00265228279266685756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-6191157955579912282008-08-21T14:12:00.000-06:002008-08-21T14:12:00.000-06:00This only cements my belief that the missionaries ...This only cements my belief that the missionaries need to be given enough time and money to cook for themselves, no matter where they are serving. It is too much of a burden for members and it is too much that a missionary be asked to eat filthy food after going all day in missionary work. I know that's probably going to get me sent to somewhere not nice, but I don't think I could have had the grace this lady did.Mrs Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01737295446780857349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-7699438447167365472008-08-21T12:57:00.000-06:002008-08-21T12:57:00.000-06:00I served in Chile and it wasn't that bad (the peop...I served in Chile and it wasn't that bad (the people weren't as poor) but the food was bad. <BR/><BR/>I was not nearly as righteous as this sister. Wow, what a great person. I found ways to get around eating the food. <BR/><BR/>In Chile they fed you like you were an Elder, and if you cleaned your plate they brought you another one. I tried the eating quickly method so the stomach would catch up later- but when they bring you a second plate you're asking for severe pain. <BR/><BR/>I ended up telling different the members that I could only eat chicken. (It saved me from a meal or two of intestines- but the chicken in Chile is laced with hormones so I started growing hair in places humans should NOT have hair!) In addition- I always had a plastic sack in my missionary bag to put food in when no one was looking. A lot of homes had inside dogs (easily fed underneath the table)<BR/><BR/>I'm grateful I didn't have the challenges that this sister had, but with the sacrifice I'm sure she loved the people even more.Salt H2Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530132008817346271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-73535558418758739732008-08-21T12:54:00.000-06:002008-08-21T12:54:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.Salt H2Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530132008817346271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-66497328352334169752008-08-21T12:53:00.000-06:002008-08-21T12:53:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.Salt H2Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530132008817346271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-79121840312905096542008-08-21T10:32:00.000-06:002008-08-21T10:32:00.000-06:00Love the article...Love the article...Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08079751153406018476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-29912796283668520102008-08-21T10:22:00.000-06:002008-08-21T10:22:00.000-06:00Gives new appreciation for "please take this cup f...Gives new appreciation for "please take this cup from me, nevertheless, not as I will..."mormonhermitmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10273403409277178248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-72931317624648742832008-08-21T10:05:00.000-06:002008-08-21T10:05:00.000-06:00Wow... sometimes I wonder if I would have made it ...Wow... sometimes I wonder if I would have made it as a missionary... what a great story. Thanks for sharing... I'm off to have a bowl of Cheerios. Plain. That's about as crazy as I get with my food...Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14908930035466483151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-26584756503548080972008-08-21T09:52:00.001-06:002008-08-21T09:52:00.001-06:00The article weighted heavily on my heart. I can't...The article weighted heavily on my heart. I can't imagine having to endure eating the food she describes. Yet she was full of grace and love for those that served her. What an inspiration for those of us who are much more fortunate and take simple things such as meals for granted.Jenniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04609314992306420994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-14579238585938476692008-08-21T09:52:00.000-06:002008-08-21T09:52:00.000-06:00Yipes. That story is amazingly great, and complet...Yipes. That story is amazingly great, and completely gross at the same time. :) I was hungry before I sat down at the computer, and now?? Not so much!!beckershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01108124933098097100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-56498995176377142432008-08-21T09:32:00.000-06:002008-08-21T09:32:00.000-06:00Wow! That would be a real test of faith.Wow! That would be a real test of faith.Yvonnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15699747294702088605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-46540456520344746152008-08-21T09:14:00.000-06:002008-08-21T09:14:00.000-06:00I love how she says that she prayed over every mea...I love how she says that she prayed over every meal her entire life but had never truly been grateful for her food. I also love the part where I never served a mission in Ecuador. But my brother went to the Guayaquil mission, and now I have all kinds of questions for him. I don't remember him sharing stories like this!<BR/><BR/>~KristyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007302520478956179.post-20513164619452687002008-08-21T09:13:00.000-06:002008-08-21T09:13:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.Vernhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13594878601026478892noreply@blogger.com