A torn ACL, a broken heart, and a broken heart and contrite spirit

We were discussing those things at the institute lunch forum.

Sister Heward: “A torn ACL has got to be the worst injury”
Me: “I think a broken heart has got to be the worst injury..”
Sister Chang: “It’s best to have a broken heart and contrite spirit”

Sister Chang is obviously the most holy out of all of us. And I’m the most depressing. 😛

Week 5 has been CRAZY!! So many miracles! So many funny things! And even crazy experiences!!


We went on exchanges with Sister Mugleston, who was in my YSA ward before I left for my mini mission. It was a blast being on the missionary side, working with her! 🙂 Sister Mugleston, Sister Chang, and I found a new investigator. He’s awesome! He was a heroin addict for 5 years, and within 5 days on a retreat, he found God and was able to quit drugs just like that! We are hoping he gains a testimony of the Book of Mormon.

We also have an investigator we’ve been trying our best to reach. We finally got to video chat with her, and oh. My. People like her make my day! She was so enthusiastic, and has such a testimony of the Book of Mormon, even through the trials in her life. She’s even sharing it with others and is excited to be baptized! WOO HOO!!! HAPPIEST DAY!!!

Some of the member dinners we had this week consisted of L&L BBQ, pho, mole, and wings. So I guess you could say this was the best week ever!!!

We also gained another investigator who has a cousin who served a mission. I was weary when we knocked on his door, because their was already some religious literature on his door someone had put, but we left him a note, a pass along card. Literally 10 minutes later, as we got into the car and closed the doors, we got a call from him telling us he was available right then if we wanted to talk! We committed him to read the Book of Mormon, and he seems to be receptive. He is willing to act on faith and see how it goes. By this time of the week, it was like miracle #5. WOOO!!!

Sister Heward’s birthday was on Sunday! It was great! We had written things on sticky notes to tell her happy birthday when she walked into the living room. She opened her package from home and the best thing I got – AHEM, I mean, SHE got – were 2 EFY CDs and a CD of Mormon Tabernacle Choir hymns. YYYEEEAAAHHH buddy!!! I sang and Sister Chang performed Savior, Redeemer of My Soul for Sacrament meeting and taught an awesome lesson in Gospel Principles. I got emotional as I related the Atonement to an experience I had when I was younger of us at the doctor because one of my little brothers needed a shot. 😛
Sister Hansen made her homemade cinnamon rolls, Addi’s family and Kalieh made us dinner, got her a tres leches cake, and I have a video of her getting her face shoved into it. 🙂 We had our own little cake at home, pound cake with cool whip and strawberries, with really really sad H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y candles on top (you know me). I’m so grateful she was born. Without her, no one would laugh at my jokes. Sister Chang would just stare me down. 😛

One last miracle: We went to contact a potential investigator, someone who expressed interest in learning more about our message. He said he wasn’t interested, but we ended up teaching two of his roommates a lesson! We taught the Restoration with the Spirit on our side. One of them said he’d always wondered about the different denominations. We invited them to read the Book of Mormon introduction and to pray to know if it’s true. I’m WAY excited to see how it goes.. I would have so much joy. ❤


On Saturday morning at 1am, the fire alarm in our apartment went off. But it didn’t sound like the fire alarm at school. It sounded different, like a really annoying alarm clock, that was REALLY LOUD!!!!!
I thought Sister Chang had turned it on, so I was trying to ignore it and stayed in bed. I refused to open my eyes. I heard one of them say, should we go outside? And the other one said yes. So I got up too, reluctantly, but quickly realized it was a fire alarm! We ran to open the front door and the smell of fire was so strong and pungent! There were no immediate flames I saw and people were just standing outside their door, so we ran back inside. I ran to grab my sweater, ran to grab my name tag, and put on my sandals (hehe, it’s cold outside, I’m a missionary, and ya gotta have shoes). We ran outside and I went into survival mode, so I was ready to run down the stairs to the street! But my companions stayed back. A lot of people stayed back and just stood there. I was so confused. HELLO, THERE’S OBVIOUSLY A FIRE!! D O Y O U W A N T T O D I E ? ? ? We asked someone about it, and they said the fire was in Apartment 22, which was across the complex from us, almost directly across. The whole complex was like a 3-story rectangle, with a pool in the middle, so there was a lot of space and air between us, so it was pretty okay to stay where we were. IT WAS SO BIZARRE! The guy in #22 didn’t open any windows and wouldn’t let anyone inside to help him. After 5 minutes, I saw him open the door and fan out some of the smoke. I motioned to him with my hands, telling him to come out, but he stopped fanning the door, stared at me for 3 seconds, then closed the door. I was so confused! What’s going on?! Finally we heard the fire truck and firefighters came up the stairs. It was kinda cool to see them in action. The guy in the apartment had already put out the flames, so the firefighters went in and checked it out and tuned on a giant fan to get the fumes out.

So we survived the fire! Woo hoo!!! It was the strangest thing that’s happened on my mission.

But everything aside, this coming week is the final week of my mini mission. Time flies, but all I can do now is “thrust in my sickle with all of my might, and labor to do my part”. I’m so grateful for this opportunity I have to serve a mini mission. I know that God is really working miracles into the lives of everyday people – we are His children. I know that the Gospel makes perfect sense. His plan is PERFECT. ABSOLUTELY P E R F E C T . I’m sad that I’ll miss out on seeing all these people progress, but let’s be real – I’m coming back. Haha, it’s just San Diego. 😛 I live here.

One last thing – this Friday, coming to the internet near you, is the most touching and hopeful video that brings so much peace and reminds us of Jesus Christ. I literally get teary eyed every time. So please, for me, go to mormon.org on Friday and watch the new video. Because it’s worth it. Because Jesus Christ lives. Because He is our Savior. Because He brings us peace, and you can have it too if you only invite Him into your life.

Much love,
Sister Dalisay.

PS – See you at home next week!

IMG_02032nd exchange

thomas vs. habanero wings
thomas won

IMG_1450a contact lense tore in half while i was writing emails on p-day, so for the remainder of the time i kept one eye closed so i wouldn’t get dizzy
but we were laughing so hard already, me laughing with one eye only made us laugh harder

P1000607yo – why is the lock so high up?

P1000593so begins the birthday pictures…

P1000590she’s 20!!!

P1000603make a wish sistah hewahd!!

P1000604she knew it was coming so it took forever to finally smash her face into that cake

P1000613with me you always get some sort of non-traditional cake or mini cupcakes
with colorful  h a p p y  b i r t h d a y  candles on top


To bring forth the cause of Zion, Amen and Amen

Hola amigos!

Somos missioneras de La Igelsia de Jesu Cristo de Los Santos de Los Ultimos Dias!
Tenemos un mensaje de Jesu Cristo!
Tiene fe en Jesu Cristo?

Okay, as far as SPELLING… I really don’t know. Sorry if I’m wrong. But I can sure say it! I might not know what THEY are saying in reply, but I know what I’M saying! And I know that what I’m saying is important!

I’m really loving my mission. I know I’ve said that before, but I’m starting to get to that point where I truly mean it. I’ve been positive, but honestly, a mission truly is a roller coaster. I didn’t think I’d be a normal missionary and have ups and downs but I do. I’m willing to acknowledge that I T ‘ S O K A Y !

So many laughs this week and so many little miracles. I can’t even begin to tell you. I’m trying to find that balance between being a consecrated missionary and being myself. (If you haven’t read that talk “How to be a Consecrated Missionary” by Elder Callister, read it now!)
Being a consecrated missionary is basically all about “Forget yourself and go to work!” (look Ma, I made it, I’m quoting your favorite person!). When you are a consecrated missionary, you are truly on the Lord’s errand and not worrying about what you want and what you would be doing if you weren’t a missionary in that moment. I am F A R from being a consecrated missionary, but every day I try a little bit harder to be dedicated. Our Heavenly Father has a plan for every. single. person. And it’s the most amazing thing! As a missionary, I know I need to strive my best to help the Lord bring forth His plans, and “to bring forth the cause of Zion”.

This Sunday I got to sing my Tita Carina’s arrangement of Praise to the Lord, the Almighty at the Mission President’s Devotional. The best part about that devotional, THE NEW EASTER VIDEO WAS SHOWN!!!! OH. MY. FRIJOLES. I cry every single time I watch it! It will be released to the public on March 31, so mark your calendars and grab your tissues. I’ve never been so stoked to share this message with everyone I meet. So if I run into you here in San Diego, I WILL. share this message with you. Or at least try. Everyone has their agency to hear the message or not, and I won’t judge you. But seriously, the Gospel is so perfect and so good, I have never been more grateful to have left for my mission at the time that I did.

Aside from the good, funny, and spiritual, I’ve had some of the most C R A Z I E S T experiences this week! One of them is really having an impact on me.. We’re not sure what to do. I’m worried about this one guy in particular.. he’ll really have to have a MIGHTY change of heart or else I fear the safety of the saints in my ward..


Experiences of the week:

Sister Holladay at the Institute has a friend, Sister Maer, who doesn’t get out from her apartment much. She asked me and my companion to sing and play the song we were going to perform. We had the busiest schedule, but we took time out to sing for her, and to sing with her. We sang about 5 songs together from the hymn book, and I was so humbled… She doesn’t get to go to church due to her housing and transportation circumstances – I cannot imagine not being able to attend church and singing and hearing the hymns. The songs we sing are so beautiful and so soul healing, I breaks my heart to know that those 5 songs made her whole week. She’s truly a wonderful daughter of God. Taking the time to sing these hymns with her also gave me time to really reflect on the Savior and the message I’m sharing with people. I am so blessed to serve the people I’m serving and to partake of the experiences I’m having.

We were visiting someone in Lincoln Park, which isn’t the nicest part of San Diego. That person didn’t quite follow through, but it turned out to be THE CRAZIEST BLOCK PARTY POWER HOUR EVER! The small street we were on ended in a cul de sac. But throughout our journey we found 3 people who were interested in learning more. The first one helped to manage a car wash, and you could tell she really loves God. The second was a guy who just got out of prison (he was sentenced for life), and had questions about Jesus Christ. The third was a lovely woman who actually took all the missionary discussions and was about to get baptized when she was in Texas, but things happened and she never got baptized. She wants to retake the discussions again though, and LOVES the Book of Mormon! We also ran into a bunch of Jehovah’s Witnesses and men from a local church. We shared a scripture from the Book of Mormon with them and cheerfully told them to keep being missionaries! Just because we aren’t of the same faith, doesn’t mean we can’t be kind to one another. Okay, it doesn’t sound as crazy of an experience as it actually was, but I promise that it was.

​Okay, the building is closing so I gotta go! But I know Jesus Christ lives, that he lived and died and lives again! I know with all my heart the church is true! I know that God loves each of us fiercely, and I know that this message we share is truth.

Much love,
Sister Dalisay

P1000532an example of something i eat at home by myself

P1000529an example of something i eat when members feed us

P1000526leslie bringing us to colombian next door to the el salvadorian place

something we’d eat when we really don’t have time to go home

P1000535dinner with liz and her gramps brother wilson – my absolute favorite old man!!!

P1000525i’m really getting darker by the day

Chao for now!


Be Thou Humble

Dear friends,

​This week has been a good one.

Sister Heward’s mouth got spit on accidentally by a lady talking more rapidly than a cheetah on a skateboard with a jetpack.

We’ve added 2 new investigators (people who are interesting in learning about the church and taking missionary discussions). One is super soulful and the other is super sweet.

I gave my first Sacrament talk on Sunday, alongside my companions. My topic was “How to be a better member missionary”. Don’t know if I could relate at all… 😉
I also sang. Sister Chang accompanied me. We sang my Tita Carina’s arrangement of Praise to the Lord. A couple people are asking me to ask her for the sheet music, but I’m a little greedy and don’t want to share it… Hehe. Guess Tita Carina will have to come out with an all-star album and publish her music. 😛 (hint hint..).

We actually auditioned with this piece earlier today for the Mission President’s Devotional on Sunday. We’re waiting to find out if we get in..

What else… OH! I found my new beauty obsession!! Burt’s Bees TINTED lip balm!!
Um, WHY haven’t I tried it sooner?? Everyone knows I’m A D D I C T E D to Burt’s Bees lip balm (don’t tell Bishop!!), I honestly don’t know why I have not tried it sooner..


But the best thing that happened this week is Camp Wildwood.

I seriously lucked out.. I came in during the BEST TRANSFER EVER. They only do this once a year, and I think only with President Schmidt.

We carpooled with the Spanish sisters in our complex to a church-owned camp site (Camp Wildwood). We had some training from President, Elder Hemingway (current Mormon Battalion director, former Director of Proselyting in the mission department FOR THE ENTIRE CHURCH lowkey), and the Assistant to the Presidents. We broke for lunch and sang the standard “Thanks for Lunch!” song:

We have been born, as Nephi of old,

to goodly parents who love the Lord.

And on this day, we thank you a bunch,

for fixing us this fantastic lunch!

We are as the army of Helaman,

and when our missions are through,

we’ll thank the Lord for all who have helped us.

especially people like you!

You’re Christlike love has shown through!!!

After a soupy lunch of baked potatoes with too much sour cream (entirely my fault), we resumed training from people from the mission office, with apartment and car business. Elder Cummings talked about making sure our apartments are TEMPLE CLEAN. I love that! We need to be temple clean in all aspects of our life, this is how we can invite the Spirit into our homes and into our hearts. I can’t wait to be in white at the temple one day…

The final activity was a hike. We chaged our of our proselyting clothes and into hiking attire. It was a silent hike. As we started on the path, I picked up a rock. It wasn’t a big one. But it was the perfect rock.

As I trudged behind my companions (because I was so out of breath and NOT in shape), I pondered on what I could offer to the Lord. The rock was supposed to symbolize our offering to the Lord. And when we gopt to the top, we were supposed to lay it at the feet of the Savior, at the feet of the cross up at the top of the mountain.

My favorite Sacrament hymn came to mind.

“In humility, our Savior…”

Be thou humble.

As I sat at the top, I didn’t immediately put my rock down, but kept it with me until it was time to venture down the muddy slopes. Giving my heart to the Savior is such a hard thing to do sometimes. I find I constantly have to make the conscious effort to do so. When I think I’m good, that’s when I need it the most.

As we gathered at the top of the mountain to hear a couple testimonies and sing the mission song, the Spirit was just incredible..

I am SO lucky.

And so lucky to even be here. Right where I am. Serving a mission is a sacrifice for sure. I miss people more than I can handle. But I know there are promised blessings from serving the Lord. I know that the Lord knows my heart, He knows how much I love Him.

Be thou humble, friends. Rely on Jesus Christ. Any other foundation you’ve built your life upon will crumble. A fullness of joy comes from making little sacrifices. My rock was tiny compared to others. But even giving the tiniest bit of ourselves to the Lord, we are blessed 10 fold, because to the Lord, a little is everything.

With love,
Sister Dalisay


P1000500rehearsals + getting distracted

IMG_3409hey there delilah!! ❤

IMG_1736find me!!!

IMG_1737sometimes “take a hike” is a really good thing

P1000468sistah hewahd!!!

P1000476us leaving because it’s time to go

IMG_1415us hauling out back to the car and leaving because president is coming!!!!!

IMG_1432us actually leaving

It’s a MIRACLE!!

​Alright, I suppose I have time for ONE more update..

I have a lot I still haven’t said in this week’s post. But here’s one more (short) miracle I can tell you all about…

On Saturday night, after our miracle with meeting the Philippines RM and the man with a mighty change of heart, we headed to a bishopric appreciation party. It was just a small party to show our bishopric in our ward that we appreciate them and love them and we’re grateful for them. Sadly we had started our fast for fast Sunday already so we couldn’t partake in the delicious tacos that John had made… Sad day.

But on our way home, something peculiar happened..

We saw a man walking towards us in our direction.

“You talking to me?”

William found it strange he met us. Earlier that day, he literally thought he was going to die. He was in the ER for alcohol poisoning. He’s an alcoholic. His blood pressure (?) was 200 over something (I forget numbers, but apparently it was NOT good…) The hospital staff even sent in a pastor, even though he didn’t ask for one.
“That’s how you know it’s REALLY bad… even they think you’re gonna die”.
He was on his way to the liquor store when he came across us. We taught him a little bit of our message and he said he was receptive. He grew up Presbyterian and was an Athiest for a really long time, but now he knows “there is definitely something out there”.
“You really have to scare an Athiest to death to get them to believe in God”.
William was actually “a bum, thought [he’s] really good at not looking like one”. Before we left, Sister Heward made a promise. Not just any promise.

“I promise you that if you don’t go to the liquor store and read one chapter of that Book tonight, you will NOT feel the need to go”.

That’s my girl… 🙂

We don’t know what happened to him later that night. But I do know the Lord loves us.

I have to go now. It’s finally time.
I love you all. And know that miracles by the hand of God really are real.
In fact,
they are the only way they come to pass.

Much love,
Sister Dalisay

Wondering about my mission call…

Okay, so I might have time to write a little more,

so I’ll update you on my mission call situation.

I don’t have a mission call.
Apparently my assignment is pending based on the completion of my mini mission.. And they might have me do a 2nd transfer. We’re waiting on Salt Lake for advice.

THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING. For the past year, there has literally. ALWAYS. been something.

But you know what? t h a t ‘ s o k a y.

I’m starting to wonder if an 18 month mission is part of God’s plan for me. The thought has crossed my mind that maybe it isn’t, maybe He just needed me here in San Diego for a few months. Either way, I’m so grateful because at least I get to serve here in San Diego for a short time. San Diego is B E A U T I F U L !!! And there are SO many people to teach!

So I’m not complaining, the more things get in the way, the more I am absolutely CERTAIN there is a VERY SPECIFIC plan He has for me, with VERY specific people for me to meet at a VERY SPECIFIC time and location. I can already see His hand everyday in the missionary work here in San Diego. And if you’re reading this, I PROMISE there is a VERY SPECIFIC plan for YOU, too!! God didn’t make you to forget about you. On this mission, I’m learning just how much awareness He has for us as individuals..

I think I’m still getting endowed though on April 8, whether or not I’m serving for a 2nd transfer. President said he’d let me out for the day to go up to Los Angeles. So as far as I know, it’s on!!!

I’m so lucky to be here. Whether my mission call comes VERY late or not at all, I’m SO happy. God is good. Christ wants me to succeed. And The Book of Mormon is the word of God. No matter what arguments people try to pick with me on the street.
(don’t worry Ma, I’m not actually fighting anyone.. I’m a classy missionary. And I’m dignified… ;D)

Sister Dalisay

Run to Jesus!!

Hello friends!

I think I did things right this time and emailed my family first (hehe) so I think from now on my weekly posts will be shorter..

Run to Jesus is my companions’ favorite song on one of the CD’s we have in the car.
It’s funny because before I came they couldn’t figure out one of the lyrics. Here are the possible combinations of words we thought the singer was singing:

“When you’re all out of heart, and
out of soap!
out of rope!
mad at Po!
I don’t know!
out of Pope!

We determined, the actual lyrics were:

“When you’re all out of heart, and out of hope!”

…makes more sense, yeah??

I’m really starting to love my mission. My companions are UH-MAZE-ING!!! They really are SO wonderful, we get along so well, they’re funny, and we encourage and support each other, but they are also so obedient, so filled with the Spirit, and I can tell they have the strongest desire to be good missionaries, to really be focused on Christ.

I hope they can rub off on me.. 😉

It’s cold in the mornings when I wake up, I’ve only got my little blankie and my flat sheet, but San Diego weather is starting to look up, it’s been nice the last few days and I haven’t worn my jacket as much!

We were fed my members every day last week. My favorite meal was with a member named Leslie, who took us to a Salvadorian restaurant.

Can you believe I’ve never had pupusas before now?!?

P1000422el salvadorian with the beautiful leslie!!!

This week is a different story, but not to worry – tortillas and cheese go a looooooooong way!!!!

What can i say in 10 minutes about this week??


Last Wednesday we started a 40 day fast with the ward! We fasted the first day to kick it off. Well, we started Tuesday night, because we had Missionary Leadership Council on Wednesday and the lunch is bomb. Hehe. Cheated a bit.

In MLC we talked about leadership. Elder Hemmingway apparently helped put together Preach My Gospel and was in charge of filming the District 2 and 3. He’s now serving as director of the Mormon Battalion. What a wonderful man. I learned to seriously plan out something for each of the points in each lesson for each investigator. Also, if someone isn’t progressing by showing faith through actions (by CPR – church, praying, reading) we should drop them and check on them in a few months. We need to find the elect.

I can already see the miracles that are coming from the members fasting for this 40 day fast.

This weekend was FULL of miracles!!

We were on our way to heart attack a member’s door Saturday evening and we didn’t have time earlier that day. Sister Chang saw an open car door ahead of us so we walked towards them. There were three guys on the sidewalk. At first I thought they were trying to hit on us, they were smiling wide and one of them was trying to speak in Tagalog to me. I was puzzled why a white boy knew Tagalog, but it turns out he served his mission in the Philippines! One of his friends turned out to be an inactive member trying to come back. We showed him the lost sheep bible video and he was in tears. He said he had never felt the Spirit so strongly in his life and he knew he was supposed to meet us that night. The guy speaking Tagalog had his own struggles and he opened up to us. He talked about how his wife left him 2 months ago and took the baby with her. He’s trying his best to hold his own but he can’t.

P1000448the means for the miracle

The other miracle was Carol, who fed us my first week, bore her testimony that her less active friend who came to dinner took up our invitation to pray. He prayed. And the next day, there were Elders at his gate. Missionaries hadn’t come to his house in YEARS. They asked him who they could teach and he invited them in.

I know God is aware of each and every one of us. If we act in faith, there are so many blessings that come from it. I wish I had more time, maybe from now on I’ll email my family first then just do blog posts about all the miracles I see and am helping come to pass.

I know Christ is real and that He loves us so much. And we need CPR (church-prayer-reading) to live.

Until next time,

Sister Dalisay

preparing to attack

sisters giving away their hearts

IMG_1514first lesson with sara
was teary when relief society president bore her testimony in simple korean

P1000463my first companion exchange with sister zhiu – also my first picture with batman


​At least that’s what Sister Heward tried to say to someone on the other side of the street. when her voice cracked.

People, I. am. having. SO. much. FUN!!!

IMG_5396i have no idea why i seem so far away and look like a mushroom

My first day was more like a half day. I spent the morning packing the rest of the things I needed. My dad dropped me off at the mission home in La Mesa. We took some standard mission photos and were given the low down on rules. We practiced role playing the commitment pattern.

Invite. “Will you…”
Promise blessings. “I promise you that…”
Testify. “I know…”

I found I was a little too focused on the structure of the commitment pattern at first. But once I reminded myself to forget the pattern and say what I know, it came a lot easier, and the Spirit was so much more present.

I got to know more of the other new sisters who had just come from the MTC during dinner.

Then… I met my companion. Or should I say… COMPANIONS!!!!!!!!

P1000206excuse the weird retro filter i didn’t know was on until it was too late

That’s right people, I’m in a trio! Sister Heward & Sister Chang are sooo awesome! They are beautiful girls – Sister Heward is from Murray, Utah. Tall, white, and at the moment dirty blonde. Sister Chang (pronounced Jung) is more average height with such clear skin and effortlessly luscious lips (is it weird I said that?) from Taipei, Taiwan. Right from the start, they showed me exact. obedience.

Oh man… this will be great! I’m so excited, they’re already whipping me into shape! No really… we run after we wake up on Mon/Wed/Fridays. I’m the only one who sounds like an old man dry-heaving. When they told me it was okay for me to walk and they didn’t expect me to be used to the run, I was so relieved. THANK GOODNESS. I’m about as fit as a stick.

Oh – you’re all probably wondering where I’m serving…


They’re actually a r e a l l y s m a l l b u n c h. But the Spirit is with them. And that just means we really need to hustle on the missionary work. We’ll get this ward POPPIN!

The week was just full of firsts – my first official street contact as a missionary, my first visit to the Mormon Battalion in Old Town, my first district meeting, my first meal with a member (it’s kinda nice being on the other side of that, hehe yum), my first teaching lesson as a missionary, finding my first investigator, etc.

Here are a few memorable snippets:

ADRIAN – I got to help teach him twice before he dropped us, just 2 weeks away from his baptism. It was was sad to hear, but for some reason I wasn’t surprised. I definitely wasn’t expecting it, he was so solid. But his faith dwindled a bit when he started to ponder his weaknesses.

SARA – we found her 2 days after she got to America from Korea. She speaks only a little English. She thought Sister Chang was so beautiful. The first lesson, she couldn’t find the building at first, so she didn’t think we’d meet. But we did, and our Relief Society president speaks a tad bit of Korean. It was such a spiritual lesson, we had to teach so simply so she could understand. When Liz bore her simple testimony in Korean, BAM, the Spirit hit me like a ton of adobe bricks! During our second lesson, we sang I AM A CHILD OF GOD. We translated the sheet music to Korean on one of the ipads and SHE SANG ALONG!!! One more cute moment, during our Gospel Principles lesson at church, Sister Chang referenced a scripture in the bible and she opened her Korean Book of Mormon to try to find it. ❤ ❤ ❤ SHE IS SO STINKIN’ CUTE & SO AWESOME!!! I love her soooo much. She has a baptismal date on April 1. If that happens, I could never forget her..


JAMES – we taught him a lesson with a member present, Nicole. He was set in his beliefs and was just trying to have a religious conversation driven by reason and personal events. He criticized Sister Chang’s testimony by telling her her testimony wasn’t her testimony, saying that a testimony is something you learned by experience. What he doesn’t realize is that gaining a testimony doesn’t just come because you have a huge event happen to you. You can gain a testimony by seeing someone set an example, by listening to leaders and members, and by feeling the Spirit in your heart. Sister Heward stood up for Sister Chang and said it was disrespectful of him to say what he did to Sister Chang. Then Sister Chang ended the lesson with a prayer. Don’t mess with missionaries. Our purpose is only to invite and teach.

ANGELA – We had her information from the ward list and is inactive. We went to visit her. At first she was annoyed because she thought she had a No Soliciting sign on her door. When she realized the church we were from she got emotional. She said she grew up in Utah and loved church, but the members bullied her and her family because they didn’t have a lot of money. We told her how much God loves her and wants her back. That there is a reason we were there that night. She invited us in and we talked more about the matter. We gave her a Book of Mormon. Her son is the cutest little boy, his name is Haven, because he’s her safe haven. Her husband is deployed, and when we asked her what service we could do, she asked for rides to Haven’s doctor appointments at Rady’s Children’s Hospital. Her son has autism + a heart condition, and she has brain damage to her frontal lobe. We left, praying that she felt the love of the Savior for her that night.

JOHN – John is a member who is moving into the La Jolla YSA because he says it’s time for a change. BOOOO. 😦 He’s so awesome! His conversion story really spoke to my heart, it involved roommates, a Book of Mormon, 100 invites to church, a baptism, a group of friends, falling away, and another old Book of Mormon from the 60’s. He fed us the fanciest dinner with the fanciest settings on the homiest and coolest porch.

I’m so grateful for wonderful members who have a testimony of the gospel. Grateful for the members in the ward who strengthen it by staying. Grateful for investigators and street contacts who teach me how to bear my testimony and stand tall for God when I need to have a backbone.

A mission is hard, I can feel it. The first week excitement is dying down. My body is catching up to me and I’m exhausted. Doubts are coming in. and I don’t have the right shoes for to proselyte in the rain. But I’m holding strong to the testimonies of my mission president, leaders, members, and companions.

1 Nephi 5:4-5

“And it had come to pass that my father spake unto her, saying: I know that I am a visionary man; for if I had not seen the things of God in a vision I should not have known the goodness of God, but had tarried at Jerusalem, and had perished with my brethren.
But behold, I have obtained a land of promise, in the which things I do rejoice; yea, and I know that the Lord will deliver my sons out of the hands of Laban, and bring them down again unto us in the wilderness”

Ahh!! Already out of time – I haven’t even emailed my family yet!!

Hasta pronto amigos!

Much love from the great California San Diego mission,

Sister Dalisay.

P1000235proselyting. getting rejected. you know, the usual…

P1000207burnt my toast and set off the fire alarm within the first few days… classic newbie

sister chang being funny

IMG_1345sister heward hit her 9 month mark!!

la jolla cove for my first p-day (preparation day)!!

P1000364you see me lion around

P1000407two trios teach truth too (3x fast!)

P1000278just beginning 😉


Would you still serve if you had to wait a year?


I’ve had the desire to serve since the October 2013 general conference.
I’ve fallen in and out of this desire over the course of the next year and a half, despite specifc promptings to go. Often times I ignored those promptings, ran away from them, or just simply let them die away. But after the third one, I stopped hiding.

Then I wanted to go.

Like really really wanted to go.

All throughout a year of actually trying to go, I get delayed. Month after month after month.

Honestly, it’s been one of the most difficult things for me. Almost everything I’ve got to do has come easily. I’ve been so blessed – I wanted to go to college, I went to a California university and graduated in 4 years. I wanted to study abroad, I went to London for 5 months. I wanted to live somewhere with specific advantages, I got that. I wanted a job, I always got it without trying too hard. But the one thing that cannot and will not come easily to me is serving a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
And  I  d o n ‘ t  k n o w  w h y  .
I know I’ve already been blessed with so much, so I’m not trying to complain. But I am trying to figure out how to get through this and utilize the Atonement of Jesus Christ. We face trials for a reason, everyone has different mountains to climb. The majority are
F A R  treacherous than mine! But that’s the thing, right? No matter who we are, we get through them the same way – by doing the best we can and allowing the grace of the Savior to help us.

I am lucky.

Somehow, through everything, I get to serve in the most unusual way. It’s not the traditional way at all.

  1. I shall serve a 6-week (1 transfer) mini mission here in San Diego.
  2. I will come back April 4.
  3. I will be endowed in the Los Angeles temple on April 8.
  4. I still don’t have my actual mission call.

It’s kind of hard to prepare to serve an 18 month mission when you don’t know where you’re going and by the time you find out you only have a few days to leave. Or maybe I’ll have 3 months, who knows!

But despite how it’s happening, I’m here. I’m worthy. And I’m about to start the greatest adventure of my life thus far!

Even though a month ago I wanted to be gone already – heck I wanted to be gone 6 months ago! – after so much strife and hardship, emotionally and spiritually, I KNOW the time for me to serve is NOW.

This post is very rushed. So much more I want to say but I’m literally leaving in 5 minutes. But hey! Look! I’m about to serve! And once I place that black badge on my shirt, you can officially call me – Sister Dalisay!!!

Catch you in the mish!

Love, Camilla.