I love the MTC! Every Wednesday, new missionaries report here to sacrifice their 18 months (for sisters) to 2 years (for elders) to serve the Lord. A total of 600 missionaries came last Wednesday, Sept 11, and some of them couldn’t even speak English. I’m privileged to be one of the 7 Filipino missionaries who came that day.
I’m blessed to be with my district. Similar to how the Lord called his people Zion in Moses 7:18 – 19, our district’s strength is unity and diligence. We eat, exercise and sometimes study together.
I’ve also joined the MTC choir together with my district, so you’ll probably see me perform with the choir at the General Conference next month (if invited).
In my first week here at the MTC, I’ve experienced a lot of miracles. I firmly testify that the gift of tongues is real. Although we have 2 missionaries in our district who studied Japanese in high school, none of us is fluent. They’re surprised that within 3 days, with the help of the Holy Ghost, they’ve already surpassed their knowledge of Nihongo which took them years to learn.
On our third day, we had practice teaching with Hanada san who only speaks Nihongo, but with the help of the Holy Ghost, we taught him the gospel in 100% Japanese. Also, our sensei (teacher) rarely use Eigo (English) in class. Around 95% of his discussion is in Nihongo, but despite hearing most of the words for the first time, we can understand him and can actively participate in class.