so many miracles and just felt the spirit so strong the entire week.
There is one experience in particular that has changed my life.
FOREVER. I'm not going to share it with you, I know selfish, but I
will tell you that Gods love is real. He knows us. He knows our
hearts. He knows our desires. I think more important than the people
we had helped this week, they helped me more. I have received such a
testimony this week of my place here in this mission, good ole
Orlando, FL. I know that I was called to find and talk to certain
people here and in return there have been many people who have been an
answer to my own prayers. One of my favorite STL's said before going
home that "we give the Lord a piece of the crust and in return He
gives us a whole loaf." That's really how I feel, that I am indebted
to the Lord for these experiences He has given me.
We picked up the coolest investigator this week, Nereda. So after
missing biking, yes I miss it and I even convinced Hermana Rivera to
go biking on Thursday, we saw blessings. There we were freezing in our
45 degree weather (I'm basically going to die in Idaho) in this one
complex and Hermana Rivera had remembered of a potential who lives
there, we knock, she opens and invites us right in. Hanging on her
wall is a little pass along card of the Salt Lake Temple... Wait what?
Señora, do you know what that is? She didn't, but thought it was so
beautiful. She explained that she has gone to almost every church,
except ours, and is still missing something. Sounds just like out of
Preach My Gospel right? Yeah, well she is way excited to come to
church and learn more, also she is already feeding us weekly, but hey
no complaints here, I'm always down for some Dominican food.
One of my most embarrassing spanish mishaps... So we are over at a
members house about to eat when I saw this unidentifiable fried piece
of something on our plates, I wasn't sure if it was chicken or fish so
asked, "Hermana, este es pollo o pecado?" (Sister, is this chicken or
sin?) Oops that little simple "s" that was supposed to be there makes
all the difference. Let's just say that I was the joke of the night
and probably forever to the missionaries who will eat there in the
future. Just a heads up... It's PESCADO. Still trying to recuperate
from that one.
As a mission we are reading the New Testament in 70 days. This week we
are reading in Matthew and the story of Peter walking on water is
probably one of my all time favorites. I guess because I have felt
like Peter a lot during my mission. I've had such a strong desire to
help bring others unto Christ, but there have been times out here
where I've starting doubting, I've started "sinking", but really Jesus
Christ has always been there to lift me up. I've learned not to doubt,
to put all my trust in Him. He never fails us.
Hermana Rivs turned 20 yesterday and we ate a lot of sugar and cake
and got supa fat. It was awesome. And then we went tracting (which I
don't like doing.... Have I mentioned that before?) and it was even
more awesome because we met some cool people! Oh and the Clare's, my
mission mom and dad, are taking us to BJ's today to celebrate. Happy
birthday to me? Haha
Well gotta go eat a pizookie!