Hola Everyone. Woopie Waffles as Hermana Cope would say, another week has gone by. Como le va a mi casa...Feliz Navidad.
This week started on a somber note as we got word last Monday my companions Grandma/Bestfriend passed away. Hna Cope has been so strong through the whole thing..keeping a smile...always staying happy. I love her. And I have so many things to learn from her. She got off the phone with President who gave her the news, opened the car door because some other hermanas were spending the night at our casa and said in her cheery way Welcome to Our Humble Abode. If only we could all just be happy ALL THE TIME. It is hard to do. I am learning even when I don't want to be, to just put a smile on and be grateful to share the message of our Savior...although many people believe they already have it. Interesting dynamic with the Catholic people. I've learned to cut right to it. What makes us different...Prophets, Book of Mormon, questions, answers...KNOWING something is true instead of just acting in tradition.
I love Mole..never would of thought since i'm not the hugest fan of spicy food, but one of our investigators Noemi let us try some one day and we asked her if she would teach us how to make it. So we went and bought all the chiles and stuff and she taught us. It is like a Chicken with a chile chocolate sauce you eat with a tortilla. Sounds weird but it is sooooo good...if its not too spicy:) I got the whole process written down so ill have to try it someday. Mexicans sure like their spice:)
This week I really focused on loving the people. The people whose lives are so incredibly different than mine, who work crazy shifts at McDonalds, Sonic....and night shifts all the time but often invite you in without knowing who you are pasenle pasenle...and who want to feed you to show their love...and often times are just being nice and don't sincerely want to learn about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. So as I tried to shift my focus to the people here we had some interesting experiences. One night after a long day of planning we stopped on a street to contact a referal from one of the neighbors real quick. The man was outside putting Christmas lights up with his daughters and without even knowing who we were invited us in pasenle pasenle...we walked in the house and met Jannet, his daughter-in-law. She was the sweetest lady with two little girls. And so we jumped right into teaching Leccion 1 and oh my gosh this was the lesson i've been waiting for. She actually LISTENED. She seemed like she sincerely cared. And because of that the Spirit was so incredibly strong. I wasn't easily distracted. I was focused on her. How I could help her see what we were saying was true. She sincerely listened and that was the difference. Not going to lie I always thought reciting the first vision was kind of an interesting thing to do but there is SO MUCH power in that story when you tell it from your heart. After we told her the story she was just like I feel this incredible feeling I can't describe. And that is the Spirit. Plain and simple good feelings that testify of the truth. We left that lesson and I can't even describe to you how cool it felt. First time i've felt it like that. Hna Cope said that is what I miss...I miss having lessons like that. Aparentely this area is different than her others...i wouldn't know its my first:) So, Heavenly Father knows we are working hard. He knows we are trying to give our whole hearts to this work. Even if Jannet doesn't come through, (which btw im getting very used to rejection and going with the flow because people are never home) I hope I will never forget the power that was in that lesson..the Spirit that was just so real I can't even describe it. Like I couldn't describe to you the taste of Salt. Sometimes you can't describe a feeling you have to feel it and that is why we have to help people feel it for themselves to know it is true.
I am trying to love the people. I am trying to love Bernalillo aka Trailor Town. And I know I can with the help of the Lord. Let me tell you Bernalillo is crazy. Weirdest place ever. We ran into this weirdo animal the other day we didn't even know what it was...llama, sheep, goat..combo i dunno. These things may not even be funny to you but oh my gosh I sure get a good laugh. Ill try to send a video of him running around hahaha oh my gosh so funny!
Holy cow Familia...mi vida come una misionera es loco. I think it is for every missionary. There are some crazy people in the world. Lots of good people. Lots of people trying to figure it all out. Trying to find something that will make them happy. They just don't see it.
I know the Gospel is true...it becomes more and more clear to me every single day. The Book of Mormon is incredible oh my gosh. No way no how a man could have made that up. Joseph Smith was a true Prophet of God. And we all have a loving Savior who gets us. He sends his mercy and love we just have to learn how to accept it. How to try every day to be better. And acknowledge that we won't be perfect but we can better in him. He loves you. Share his love with someone you love!
Su Hermana Holland
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