So transfers are in! In short, our area here will be closed now until the members learn how to better care about missionary work. Sister Estela is going to Maceio and I am going BACK to the first zone I stayed in for 8 months in Sergipe! I’m going to Lagarto now instead of Itabaiana or Estancia. And I’ll be companions with.... drum roll please.... Sister Barbosa!! hahahaha I couldn’t stop laughing when I found out. Either we work really well together or we are the problematic sisters no one wants to be with... haha. But seems like most of the mission is getting transferred back to Sergipe now... weird.
New pants news
since everyone seems to be super interested: yes we can use pants! No its not a
rule right now, only if all of us start getting dengue then it’ll change. We
can also use dark sunglasses and sun hats woop woop! Pull out my floppy beach
hat from the back of the closet, all bent and crumpled.
I’m sad to leave
Sister Estela because I found a real true friend with her, someone who just
serves and serves and doesn’t look for anything in reward. She’s a lot of
things I always wanted to be; brave, courageous, strong, sure of herself. But she’s
planning on meeting me at the airport on my connecting flight to Sao Paulo in December
so it’ll be okay :)
This week was one
where I learned a lot about the Lords plan for us and how we have to trust in
that plan even when we don’t understand why. The other brother of Marias family
got baptized this week on my bday (Holla). Sad to say there were 0 members
there. But I have learned so much with that family, they will always hold a
special place in my heart- they were the only ones who knew it was my birthday,
but they don’t have any money or any furniture, or anything really. But as we
were going to the baptism, Maria was carrying a little red sack and she told me
she had found a little money and went to the store to get me a present and she
handed me the sack with a bright red belt inside of it. I had to bite my tongue
not to cry. A family that didn’t even have anything to eat that day, who has 3
pairs of clothes, who sleep on foam mattresses, had pooled their money to get
me a gift for my birthday. Marias belt is a story I’ll never forget.
Arapiraca was a
place I learned a lot of things, I’m sad the members will have to be punished
now for our many cries for help and attempts at changing their perspective on
missionary work. Now we´ll be known as the sisters who closed down their ward-
but I was feeling so heavy in the work here, I didn’t realize it was the spirit
telling me that the Lord wasn’t going to permit any more work to be done and
then wasted at the hands of the members. He really does know what He’s
doing.
Well I’m off to Sergipe tomorrow 5am!
I love you guys! Thank you for the birthday wishes! 20 years young wooohoo!!
Sister Walker
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