Luis asked if I'd post some of my journal entries from just after we arrived in Beja. I'll read through and post some other excerpts from my time in Beja in the coming months.
December 30, 1991
I cannot believe this happened. I cannot believe I'm here. . . (where?) . . . BEJA!
Okay, so it's like this. This morning we went down to call Elders Baird & Brohamer with weekly stats. Elder Brohamer greets me with, "Sisters! I've got news." That's Zone Leader Code for Transfers. I thought only Sister Edwards would be going—but he started off with me! I couldn't believe it. . . I kept telling him that if he was kidding, I'd be so upset. Beja, and with . . . Sister Holsinger! I had under one hour to pack, but I got it done. Elder Bangerter & Elder Harvath arrived to take me and my companion to Beja. It is beautiful—Our area is Sweet (According to the Elders)—Our house is great and I just wrote a note to Elder Williams to tell him that "my companion and I are now the first sisters in Beja." (A little side note for those who may not know. Elder Williams was my MTC teacher. He'd told me that there would 'never' be sisters in Beja. . . Ü. . . so I was particularly happy to send that letter to him.)
That was such a perfect transfer. No words. I know I'll be very happy here. Sweetness!
Love,
Sister Turner
December 31, 1991
I love our area. It is incredible, old, and beautiful. Sister Holsinger and I wandered around the streets, after our two grand tours, in pure excitement and admiration.
I feel like the sprint in my mission is on. . . I feel like we are ready to see some great miracles in Beja. The President wants to see Beja branch grow, so that construction can begin on the new chapel. The President is right! I know Heavenly Father will help us to find those who are seeking the gospel. we already LOVE our area. We're great as a team. Her Portuguese is better than mine, and I'm grateful for that. I need to speak. I want fluency. I thought it was funny—No one understood me today. I felt kind of tongue tied. Nothing was coming our right. I was tired.
I think I heard the New Year's Eve celebration. Ü
Love,
Sister Turner
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