This week in a nutshell...
We walked. (More than normal).
Zulma braided our hair. It was a little adventure. And she's teaching
us Garifuna. So far I've only got, ''Vuiti Binafi'' It means ''Good
morning.'' She also macheted us. (machete--means to call to repentance
sharply. Best done with a scripture.) She called us out for showing up
late to church sometimes. We tried to explain that we had to stop by
and pick up investigators, but she didn't want to hear excuses. The
good news is that we made it early this Sunday. :)
I had to stop my companion from jumping a fence. (In her defense it
did look like the only way to get to the door... but luckily we found
the gate before that got too awkward.)
We struggled finding people who wanted to listen to us, but when they
did we had some neat lessons.
One of those lessons we talked about Pres. Monson's talk from the last
General Conference. The spirit was definitely there as we talked about
walking as Jesus walked, but my favorite part was when the hermana
allowed us to put it into practice and help her out.
Sunday was a day of miracles. The whole week we fell into a little
rut, feeling unsuccessful and not knowing what to do about it. We
didn't have anyone to pick up Sunday so I was a bit worried our
investigators would make it. Then in route we passed by the house of a
couple of investigators and they were already up and getting ready.
When we arrived Elder Webb came running out to tell us that a inactive
couple that we visited with them Thursday had made it. Right behind us
came another less active hermana and her son. We still started
Sacrament Meeting without investigators, but by the end more than we
ever dreamed had shown up. My favorite was when Leslie, an inactive
member, showed up hauling her kids, niece, and neighbor with her. The
kids, niece, and neighbor were all new investigators that we needed,
and Leslie was so happy and excited to be there. She had come because
we visited her Saturday with a sister from the branch. This sister
knew her well and had all of the words she needed to help animate
Leslie to come to church.
It was amazing how all of the miracles Sunday made all of the hard
moments in the week worth it.
Well, In the end we had a pretty great week.
How was yours?
Excerpt from letter to parents:
Things were a crazy this week, but in the end I enjoyed it. Even
though there were hard moments every day, we also had little funny
moments, and spiritual experiences. One that made me laugh was when we
were walking down the road I accidentally hit myself in the face with
my umbrella. My companion laughed so hard she stopped walking for a
minute. But Karma is my friend because no more than five minutes later
she did the same thing. This time we both had to stop walking for a
minute to laugh.