Happy Ação de Graças! (or turkey day
for you less civilized people)
This week was heck.
I thought I’d just start off with the truth. seriously most crazy week of my
entire life. it was one of those weeks where every imaginable thing that could
go wrong, goes wrong. alot of it i felt like i was drowning in things to do all
by myself, planning lessons, calling people, making goals, coordinating with
people, scheduling things, meetings, just tons of random stuff to do. i
felt like i was not cut out for this work, because i was just swamped in things
to do. im trying to train a new sister, i have to teach her english but
teach the other one portuguese, holy cow its crazy. i got wicked bad food poisoning
for 2 1/2 days and let me tell you, yes it is possible to have worse problems
in the bathroom than i had had for the first 4
months. yikes. tmi. i kept wanting to work when i was sick but then moms voice
would come haunting my mind when she always says when we´re sick ´´don’t push
it!!´´ so i did not push it mom! one day i had to sit on a bench because
i was gonna throw up in this park and this old wrinkly man came over to me and
asked me if i needed anything or needed to go to the doctor (brazilians go to
the doctor for everything) and he went and bought me a cup of water and brought
it to me. i was so amazed at his kindness, because obviously he could see
i wasn’t well, and so he just took a few minutes out of his day to do something
for someone else. That’s just how the people are here, so generous and community
minded. i love it!!!
but i spent the first few days feeling really sorry for myself. i think i felt every single possible feeling of a missionary this week. but then i realized that i needed to kick it into gear and get on my knees and ask for help from the one person who has the power to do all these things and more. and that’s when i saw miracles. i got to see how during our trials, the lord is there to carry our burdens with us, that we can be positive and persevere even though what we´re dealing with is tough, because it is!
but this week i felt like i really
was starting to be a real missionary. im starting to feel for these people. i
feel like when they tell me their problems, that im right there with them,
because i physically feel their pain and their sadness too. i just ache for
these people and sit and listen to them and wish i could do everything to
take away their pain. but all i can do is teach them about the savior, who can
really help them.
more about the people here i
love, irmao luiz. we went to visit him one time this week because we had run
out of time the other day we were close to his house. When we got there and he
was literally mad at me for not coming to see him! haha. he had told his
whole family about it. but we had told maycom we´d come that day so he said he
was waiting all day because he knew we´d come :´) that kid is great.
we are working really hard to meet
people that live close to the church because that is one of our problems with a
city is that we waste a lot of time walking to different areas . but then we
meet just amazing people that were praying to find a path to follow, that
live out in the boonies... im like really?? give us a break! also in
other news, our baptism for this week, ronaldo, called me to tell me he really
likes me and wants to know how i feel about him. talk about the
saddest/most uncomfortable experience of my life. im working with my district
leaders to figure out what we can do with this situation and praying hard.
but somehow we are getting by
here in itabaiana! im working a lot with the members now and its funny how they
first saw me as the dopey american who didn’t know anything but now im the
dopey american who they have to talk to because im the only one who
knows whats going on! ha ha take that suckers!! okay thats all. oh we had zone
conference this week and presiente gomes is super mad at the mission
because they’re all lazy and now we only have one hour to email. that is all.
eu amo voces! i
love you!!
sister
walker
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