Dear Mom,
I'm glad to hear that you liked my last email. This email 
will be comparatively short. The news about Jason getting to go to 
Australia on virtually nothing is amazing! His talents are taking him so
 many places and I'm so happy for him. He's been to so many foreign 
countries since I've left and I'm really jealous, Europe last year and 
now Australia now? I guess in all fairness, I've been living in a 
foreign country for almost two years now so I can't really complain 
haha.
This week has been very challenging. I've found out that the only 
real enemy I have in life sometimes is myself most times. Our schedule 
for the most part this past week has been fairly normal as far as 
appointments are concerned, but frustrating at most of the outcomes. 
It's been fun though, because I've spent a lot of time learning from 
Marcie since he's found a lot of time to work with us this week. This 
week I really learned from him how to love everyone, unconditionally. He
 does and sacrifices everything and is willing to step out of his 
comfortability zone, just to help others. I still get extremely nevous 
teaching with him. Most times I just freeze up in lessons and forget 
what I'm saying when he's there, even though that usually never happens 
to me. He's taught me so much and I'm grateful for that. Here is a 
picture of us getting a quick "dinner" of something called "lugaw" which
 is basically rice boiled in water. Marcie took the time treat me, which
 although not being an extremely expensive meal, meant a lot to me, 
because he knew I was hungry and hadn't had dinner. It was a cultural 
experience haha. Notice in the picture how much darker his is than mine.
 That would be because the pepper shaker head apparently wasn't screwed 
on all the way and when he went to add some pepper, the whole cap fell 
off along with the whole bottle of pepper haha. There were lots of good 
times, and lots of bad times this week. I felt like it was another one 
of those weeks where we worked really hard and just watched things not 
go our way. 
I think the most frustrating part of missionary work is seeing 
people lead themselves away from the Gospel and away from Christ. Seeing
 them stumble, fall, and make wrong decisions. It's frustrating and 
disappointing, and sometimes you just want to shake them, scream in 
their faces, and ask them what are thinking. To see people with the 
potential to soar, but see them limit themselves to poverty because they
 refuse to act and raise themselves up. To see parents allow their 
children to stray. To see people give up on themselves. To see people 
give up on Christ.
It's made me wonder a lot about how Father must feel sometimes when we choose to do wrong.
I
 read an email from one of my best friends and partners in crime at BYU 
who is in Mexico right now. Spencer and I were both band geeks and I 
really appreciated his message this week. Spencer comments,
"Confidence
 leads to success. As a percussionist, my instructors would always tell 
us: If you make a mistake, make it loud. A huge cymbal crash two beats 
early... is better than none at all, or playing with an tentative
 dynamic. I can apply the same concept to missionary work. Fear
 is the opposite of faith. As soon as I allow fear to enter into the 
equation, the Spirit jumps out. I'm striving to better reflect the light
 of Christ and be a more faithful and confident
 representative of Him."
Missionary work can be frustrating when you feel like you are doing 
nothing right. Life can be frustrating when you feel like you are doing 
nothing right - especially when you feel like you are trying your best. I
 love what Spencer says here though - it's all about confidence. 
Confidence that we can receive knowing that we have a Father in Heaven 
who disregards what outcomes may be, as long as we are giving and trying
 our best and learning how to trust in Him.
I've struggled a lot this week, but in turn I've learned a lot. At some 
points I've felt like heaven closed itself on me, but then, I've always 
had great reassurances that heaven hasn't closed on me. It seems like 
the hardest days are the days that God sends for me the most. I've felt 
his love through the members here, especially all the great things I've 
learned from Marcie, and seeing him in the background of my life. 
Learning to have confidence, trust, and faith I believe are eternal 
goals, and although we may not know how to get there or understand how 
to get there, one thing we can know and be sure of is that it's 
possible.
As for transfer annoucements, I will be staying and my companion, again,
 will be leaving and training a new missionary. Mapayapa pa.
Love,
Elder Corpuz
9:38 PM


