This week has been one of the most . . . interesting weeks that I can remember in a long time. Haha.
So, on Monday, we got transfered. I'm going to "die" here in Palenque, and my companion is Hna Macedonio, one that I already had in Carmen. This is the first repeat between the sister missionaries that anyone has ever seen since I got here, so there's a pretty awesome purpose, I suppose. :) When we found each other in the ADO, we had a miracle comvi ride, which was super nice. Apparently we'd missed the one we'd paid for, so the lady paid a fancier comvi to take us bck to our area. No charge extra, which was SO NICE because money is tight. :) While we waited for our companions to come, Hna Villarreal and I talked about . . . a lot of things. I enjoyed it, and I really appreciated her fresh view on missionary work, because the view here can get intense sometimes. Our numbers are sacred because these people are sacred. They are the people that Heavenly Father gives us to teach, nourish, and help on their way back to Him. And, as we help them, we also help ourselves and end up growing together.
I've done quite a bit of growing spiritually this week. I've studied a lot about faith, patience, and humility, which has been a wonderful experience. Humility has helped me to be calm about ending my mission soon. To trust that I did the best that I could during these past almost 17 months, and that I did all that Heavenly Father asked of me. And whatever I couldn't do, He made up the rest. Because, in reality, this is HIS work, and I have a very large privilege to work here amongst His children. Faith has helped me to stay calm with the area, and patience has a played a role in that as well. As I'd reported, people who were keeping their commitments dropped us, and those who didn't drop us, well, we had to drop them because they weren't progressing. I feel like Heavenly Father is just leading us in another direction, and as we try to contact and find people, He's drawing us closer to that person. Whether it be someone who is going to get baptized or someone who hasn't come to church in years, we'll find His children and get them back. Although I've been super . . . stressed-ish with going home and trying to get the area back into shape, these things have always helped me to draw closer to Heavenly Father and learn more spiritually. I've enjoyed tesifying and teaching, and I've appreciated every moment that I've had to just be a missionary, more these past couple of days now that the time is getting short. :)
As for the work, it was a good week. The members have opened up a lot more this week. More than I've seen them do so since I got here. The people here, especially the members, are super hard. The members have passed through really bad experiences with elders here in the district, so it's a miracle that they even feed us. But, this week, many of them opened up about personal problems that I had no idea about. And, to sit there and listen, and to be privileged enough to be trusted with the information given to me, and then to show them just how much the restored gospel can help them . . . those were very touching experiences for me. To see them smile and have that hope . . . those are great moments. :) Among the people that we're working with and contacting, we've had quite a bit of success in finding good people.
We've been putting into practice a goal to teach an entire lesson in the moment upon contacting, if time permits. We've found some good people who have accepted a date to be baptized, and we've been able to see who may progress or no, just upon meeting them. It saves time and allows for us to teach more, which I'm trying to enjoy while I still can. It's not every day that you get teach random people in their store or on the corner, waiting for a comvi.
We had a lesson with set of twins, and one of them asked if she could get baptized. It was honestly the cutest thing, and I loved it, but unfortunately, her parents won't give her permission. It was hard for us, but to see the change in them and to see her want it gave me hope that she'll do it someday.
To top off my happiness with Luis, he came to church on Sunday in a white shirt and with a tie! I totally died and just stared at him the entire time. Little handsome devil! Gosh, I can't wait until he serves his mission and does other awesome church things. The goal is to see him baptize someone before I head home. :) He's been visiting with the elders, which is so exciting for me, because he's just growing! AH.
Oh, and to just kill me off, Hna Macedonio gave me an update on Bartolo. He goes over to the sisters' house every morning to bring them fruit, primarily mangos. Then, he always goes to church and he just loves seeing the missionaries. Every time they see him, he brings out his pictures of me and Hna Wilson and the sign that we made for him for his baptism, and he just goes ham talking about us. As she sat there and told me all about it, I just cried. Such a cute little thing to hear before I head out. Hopefully, I'll see him before I go home. :)
I don't know if I ever talked about this, but Hna Olguin lost the keys to our house and the church, and when we figured that out, it was when we were getting home. So, we had to break into our own house, and I don't know how many forks were broken to try and open the door. Come to find out, our owner who lives below us had extra keys and we were able to get in. They still don't know about the window though . . .
So, the Jehovah's Witness that we accidentally taught was flipping through the Book of Mormon, so if I baptize a Jehovah's Witness . . . I will be a legend here. XD
Oh, and Hna Macedonio told me that I teach with my fingers. Apparently, I've been doing that ever since Carmen. How embarrassing!
Hermana Húber :)
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