Hi guys!
What a fast week, I
feel like I don’t even remember anything that happened it was all just a
blur... I guess I should start taking more time to reflect on it all but there
just aren’t enough hours in the day. I also can’t stand still for more than 6
minutes anymore which also doesn’t help. haha
This week I was on
splits 2 days, one of which I got to stay in the area called Farol, which is
where the mission office is and everything-one of the real city life areas in Maceió.
(mahh-say-ohh). I had been thinking about how cool it would be to serve in an
area like that, I got so incredibly excited to see tall buildings and paved
roads with lots of cars, lots of shops and places to go, I had forgotten that
all existed. I thought ´´wow how cool it would be to teach real people (not
that my investigators aren’t real people oops...) but a different level of
people´´. Then I went and tried to help the sister there do contacting on the
street and teach their investigators and I got a whole lot of hand in the face
that day. We went to teach a 22 yr old rich girl who is already a lawyer or
something and I got super nervous teaching and was stumbling over my own
words... then I went back to São Miguel the next day and felt a renewed love
for my area, for the members here, for my investigators. They might not be rich
and they might all breast feed in front of me, but they know the real essence
of the gospel. They don’t question everything, they listen first and then ask
God if it’s true and they are humble so they are much more in tune with the
spirit and can recognize an answer a lot easier. I thought I was a city girl...
I don’t stink so!
In other news, there’s
a little boy in the ward who’s 6 named Thomas who has glasses and refuses to
talk with anyone who is over the age of 12. My goal since I got here was to make
friends with him and get him to talk to me. And this Sunday after church he ran
over to me, pushed a piece of paper in my hands and ran away. I opened it up
and it was a picture he had drawn for me with the chapel and a sun and a missionary.
Wiener!!
I found out my
address to tell dad to look up on google maps if you can find it, its rua jose
claazans n. 43, centro, são miguel dos campos, alagos brasil 5724000. You can
walk in my footsteps woohoo!
But really I feel
so happy to be with these people, testimony meeting was great yesterday here. I
see how much faith they have, because when trials and tribulations come to
them, their first reaction isn’t to blame God or doubt their faith, it’s to
cling tight to the things they know are true. Their first reaction isn’t to
give up, it’s to push through. That is a real lesson for me. Because I know a
lot of times I ask ´´why me?´´ or I become doubtful. They teach me that real
faith means that you trust in God and continue to do all the right things, not
just when it’s easy but when everything is falling apart.
And thank you for
helping the sister’s investigator who lived with a gang in Phili, he has been waiting
his whole life to come to know what he knew in the preexistence, and you guys
will help give him the stability to stay at the church and feel welcome! That
is the best help you can give!! I love you all, more than I can say!
Boa semana a todos e sejam missionários excelentes! eu amo vocês!
Sister Walker
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