Fastest week of my entire mission. If they are all like this from here on out I'm gonna cry.... Oh wait....
I'm thoroughly convinced that Heavenly Father is preparing to me a dang good mother of 20. All our investigators are like our children. You have to pray for them, plan for them, teach them, take care of them, I even sometimes make tortillas for them, but really I just love them.
I'll fill you in on some of our coolest 'gators and their miracles this week.
Frank- He was a self referral from good ole mormon.org.... (Hey mom that's why the missionaries keep coming for ya ;) the English elders who cover that area were walking by one day and started talking with him. He told us he couldn't understand a word they were saying, but that he felt a literal change inside him when they started to talk to him. So here we are teaching him. Maybe I'm just biased, but the real reason why he is so cool is because he's Colombian. He came to our English class this past week and we were asking if he had any words he wanted to learn in English..... He said "arrepentido"..... For those who don't speak a da Spanish that's repented for ya. Hopefully he accepts his baptismal date for next month.
Liliana- we walked on in during exchanges and we both hadn't ever met this lady, but yet she goes "what message do you have for me today?" but like really enthusiastically... Is this real life? Not only that but at the end of the lesson she was begging for us to tell her how she can receive an answer for herself that the a Book of a mormon is true, well we told her and then the next thing I knew we were all kneeling on the floor and she is talking to God like she was talking to a friend. She just really wants to know. We all said goodbye crying. It seems weird, but really it just felt normal.
And with my other "hijos" not much else happened this week. A lot of lessons fell through and a lot of people flaked, but somehow we managed to reach the goals we had set. Heavenly Father always provides a way. Truly a God of miracles.
On exchanges we made handmade Guatemalan tortillas for a soon to be baptized freaking awesome family. They are literally the best. I just look at them and picture them all in white. They aren't even investigators yet, but they will be.
My companion is still cracking me up. Got some good ones this week:
Hna Rivera: "Sister Brooks, you say really good prayers. You know, if you were a boy you would be a patriarch or something." Um thanks? Hahaha
Hna Rivera during weekly planning: "I'm using too much energy in my brain. Too much glucose, way too much glucose. Glucose is sugar." .....she's a hoot.
Well, it's Monday funday! Woooohooo! BYE!
Con amor,
Hermana Brooks
I'm thoroughly convinced that Heavenly Father is preparing to me a dang good mother of 20. All our investigators are like our children. You have to pray for them, plan for them, teach them, take care of them, I even sometimes make tortillas for them, but really I just love them.
I'll fill you in on some of our coolest 'gators and their miracles this week.
Frank- He was a self referral from good ole mormon.org.... (Hey mom that's why the missionaries keep coming for ya ;) the English elders who cover that area were walking by one day and started talking with him. He told us he couldn't understand a word they were saying, but that he felt a literal change inside him when they started to talk to him. So here we are teaching him. Maybe I'm just biased, but the real reason why he is so cool is because he's Colombian. He came to our English class this past week and we were asking if he had any words he wanted to learn in English..... He said "arrepentido"..... For those who don't speak a da Spanish that's repented for ya. Hopefully he accepts his baptismal date for next month.
Liliana- we walked on in during exchanges and we both hadn't ever met this lady, but yet she goes "what message do you have for me today?" but like really enthusiastically... Is this real life? Not only that but at the end of the lesson she was begging for us to tell her how she can receive an answer for herself that the a Book of a mormon is true, well we told her and then the next thing I knew we were all kneeling on the floor and she is talking to God like she was talking to a friend. She just really wants to know. We all said goodbye crying. It seems weird, but really it just felt normal.
And with my other "hijos" not much else happened this week. A lot of lessons fell through and a lot of people flaked, but somehow we managed to reach the goals we had set. Heavenly Father always provides a way. Truly a God of miracles.
On exchanges we made handmade Guatemalan tortillas for a soon to be baptized freaking awesome family. They are literally the best. I just look at them and picture them all in white. They aren't even investigators yet, but they will be.
My companion is still cracking me up. Got some good ones this week:
Hna Rivera: "Sister Brooks, you say really good prayers. You know, if you were a boy you would be a patriarch or something." Um thanks? Hahaha
Hna Rivera during weekly planning: "I'm using too much energy in my brain. Too much glucose, way too much glucose. Glucose is sugar." .....she's a hoot.
Well, it's Monday funday! Woooohooo! BYE!
Con amor,
Hermana Brooks