Hi everyone! Whelp, I have literally no time, but we'll see how far I get :)
On Monday (11 December 2017) we went to Palenque to play sports as a zone and to send Mamá Pérez off. It was super fun! I gained some mad respect from the elders. I may not be good at sports, but I can pull out some wicked moves when the moment calls. ;D We played head volleyball, and when I slid from literally one end of the room to the other on my knees to get a ball that no one was going for, yeah. The elders know not to mess with me XD We played soccer and basketball and head volleyball. It was so fun, and I was so tired afterwards. Ugh, but guys. The lessons were amazing afterwards. I love it when God takes over. He just . . . works miracles. The gift of tongues is real and the power of God hasn't ceased. It's so amazing. GAH. GOOSEBUMPS.
On Tuesday-Thursday (12th December 2017-14th December 2017) I literally died for three-ish days. For those of you that know me, you know how stubborn I am about going to the doctor. On Tuesday, after lunch, my energy suddenly just zapped and I couldn't handle it. But guess who has the best elders ever? YO. They gave me a blessing. Totally bawled, but that was okay. But I couldn't work the rest of the day. Or the next day. Hna Sánchez kept saying that we needed to go to the doctor, and I told her that if I felt bad the next day, we could go. So, I stayed in bed and slept all day. Got some mad organizing done with the areabook because I didn't want to feel like a complete and utter loser. But, on the third day, that was it. Hna Sánchez wouldn't quit pestering me, so we went to the doctor. They said that I have a stomach infection, but I don't trust the medical system here para nada. Anyway, they drugged me up and I stayed home another day in bed. But, again, who has the best elders? YO. They went by and bought my medicine, and Elder Hamblin told me that they were going to bring some movies by as a joke. How cruel. But, they were actually pretty worried about me. How sweet. I felt like Alma the younger repenting for eating so many tacos. :P "No more tacos for you, okay?" "Yes ma'am." "Do you want a shot?" "Do you want to get hit?"
On Friday (15th December 2017) I was reserrected and we went to work. We had some awesome lessons. GOSH. So potent. Hna Sánchez told me that I can planchar pretty good when it's needed, but that I chew people out with love, so it's kind of a soft plancha (guys, I wish I could translate that, but I don't remember English to save my life.).
On Saturday (16th December 2017) we went to help out the elders with their baptism. It was the cutest thing. I also had an accidental 2 hour study session because I was so engulfed in the scriptures. GUYS. Study the scriptures. Pray with real intent to act on the answers that you receive. It will literally change your life! :D ah, but when we went, I saw a cake in the back with a cross and a baby being baptized, and without even thinking, I told Hna Sánchez, "This is apostasy." Turns out, it was the girl's parents who brought the cake and they're not members. Thankfully, they didn't hear me. XD We're good friends now.
On Sunday (17th December 2017) GUYS! BAPTISM AND CONFIRMATION! TWO! Woohoo! :D So, Michelle and Ericka got baptized. Their mom was so happy with us. She's inactive, but she's started reading the Book of Mormon again and she's praying more. I just loved watching the changes. Before and after. You can totally tell the difference when someone has the Spirit and when they don't. So beautiful. :) We had an awesome lesson with our Branch President and then ate dinner with the family that we baptized. We sang our hymns and little dealio for Christmas, and Elder Peña tried to help me when I flipped to the wrong hymn, but I thought he was messing with me. So, while the elders and Hna Sánchez started singing one christmas hymn, I started belting another. XD So embarrassing, but they messed up at the end, so it all worked out. Fast-acting karma.
I pondered a bit this week, and I realized a lot of things, but most of all, experiences. I expected a lot out of my mission that wasn't fair. I expected it to be perfect, and I expected myself to be perfect. But, without these experiences, I'd never be the missionary that I am. I wouldn't be able to help people in the way that I can now. So, my little testimony is that everything that happens, good and bad, prepares us for something more. Also, that celestial moments exist. I felt it in sacrament meeting this week during the sacrament. Celestial moments exist, we just need to put ourselves in places where they can happen. :)
Anyway, loved the week, even though I died. :) Loves! XOXO from your white girl in México!
Hermana Húber :)
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