What. A. Week. Sorry I didn´t get to write yesterday, we had
our Zone meeting/Halloween party yesterday anddddd.....well...
Sunday night we get a text from the Zone Leaders that in
order for us to be able to pull of this pday/zone meeting/fiesta we have to do
all of our morning studies, clean, write our families, and arrive in Garupà at
2 sharp. Also, I was assigned to direct the reunion, so we really couldnt be
late. So we get up at our normal 6:30 (I´ve been completely DEAD the past week
so there was NO WAY I was getting up any earlier), exercise, clean, study, call
a remis to take us to the terminal so that we can catch the 11:30 colectivo.
Gosh that colectivo smelled absolutely horrid, but we were on our way. They
told us to get off at the stop Unam and when we arrived we discovered that we
were at a different chapel than we usually have our meetings were at. We got
there with about an hour to spare, so we weren't too surprised to not see any
other missionaries. Little did we know that we were still actually 20 minutes
away from where we actually needed to be. After aimlessly walking and getting a
phone call from the leaders we quickly realized the mistake. We arrived to the
meeting late. It was so embarrassing, I was so mad because we should not have
been late, we should have been on time, and it was just awful. Yeah Mom, I´m
sure that is just music to your ears...the pokey little puppy has finally grown
up and HATES BEING LATE. Well, there´s my rant about that. About half of our
zone walked in 10 minutes after we did which helped ease my mind, and the rest
of the meeting was its normal spiritual, inspiring, uplifting self. After the
meeting we watched MEET THE MORMONS! I hadnt seen it since I was in the CCM and
was super grateful that I had at least seen it that one time, because the
Spanish voice over was still a little too out of my league to understand. Man
that movie can make a missionary trunky. I was completely fine until we got to
the last segment: the missionary mom. Oh, and when they showed the scene with
the shots of the Salt Lake City Airport, and MY ESCALATOR!!! Yeah, that was a
little rough. But as I sat there contemplating the months that still lay ahead,
I looked over to my right and see E. Willardson, Freeman, and Evans just
looking like they were in the process of getting poked with needles Yes, at least
I dont have 21 months left... We followed the movie with a feast of pancakes
with the choice of mermelada or dulce de leche on top. Oohhhh so good. And I
dont know how Elder Preece and Hna Olvera did it but they just tasted
so...American. Something crazy: Hermana Olvera was one of the first hermanas
that I met when I got here and now she´s leaving next transfer! I feel like all
of my favorite people are going to be dying in the next 1-3 transfers and its
just crazy. How in the world do I have 8 MONTHS??? Apparently I´m one of the
old ones now...what does that mean? Sometimes I still feel like I have no idea
what´s going on? The time is seriously flying by though; good and bad.
A couple of other things that happened last week: the zone
leaders came to Oberà to do divisions with the Elders and we had to carry our
extra mattress 6 blocks on our heads for them to borrow it for the night. Yeah,
when stuff like that happens I just laugh to myself thinking about how I
definitely never pictured this or that happening on the mission. My oh my were
we getting some looks. I´m sure now they really think the Mormons are crazy
haha.
This week was filled to the brim with experiences that
taught humility. On Thursday we reset the goal to be OBEDIENT WITH EXACTNESS.
So exact that we decided that we´d do our best to be out working by 10:00, home
by ):30, and laying down trying to go to sleep at 11:00 (that last one is
probably the hardest because sometimes we find ourselves up praying for 20-30
minutes). Anywho we set that goal, headed out to work, and WERE BLESSED WITH
THE LORD´S GUIDING HAND. We headed out to a unexplored part of our area in
search for the Menos Activa familia Cydekjo. We surprisingly found their house
rather quickly because all the houses HAD NUMBERS!!! (this is rare) We clap the
house and Romina walks out. For some reason we couldnt think of anything to say
besides "hola", but after a minute she totally recognized us and ran
back inside to get the keys to unlock the gate. We were recieved with smiles
and big hugs from her and her mom Ely, and about 5 minutes into the
conversation they tell us that after being inactive for about 3 years, just
yesterday they talked about wanting to return to the church! WHAT? haha they
were completely shocked that just a day later their prayers had been answered
with the arrival of two sister missionaries! So cool! It was just such a
testimony builder to see that as we are obedient Heavenly Father will lead us
to those who are prepared. And that only by accepting each and every one of His
rules can we receive the fullness of the blessings that He has in store for us.
We also found Yesica that night. We contacted her asking
about an address and she ended up asking how she could go on a mission.
interesting...well first, LET´S GET YOU BAPTIZED! We passed her a Restauracion
folleto and a Book of Mormon and I´ve never felt the spirit so strong in a
contact before. We´re going to meet with her for the first time tonight and I´m
super excited!!!
Lastly, we were walking down the street and this lady that
was chillin on her porch saw us coming and quickly ran inside. RUN ITS THE
MORMONS!!! haha sad but normal. Anyways we come back that same direction about
an hour later and as a joke (a joke because she clearly didnt want to talk to
us) I suggest we contact her house :) Well, we actually ended up teaching her
and had a really good first lesson. Sure she was a Jehovah´s witness and they
scare me alittle but she was actually super nice; Norma. This just showed me
that we can judge. We have to realize that God has planned everyone´s life so
perfectly that every single person has the capability and capacity to find,
follow, and live this Gospel. And we HAVE TO SEE THEM THROUGH HIS EYES. I love
this Gospel and this work so much. I´m grateful for every day I have here.
This week I´ll be ponderizing DyC 121: 45-46 :)
LOVE YOU ALL
Chau
hermana cannon
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