curl up in fetal position and go to sleep right now, I would, but I
can't, so I guess I'll tell you about the miracles we saw. I've never
Jesus Christ or God face to face, but really I've seen enough miracles
these past months to know that they are real and that they love us
more than we can comprehend. These miracles that happened aren't just
a manifest that God loves me and Hermana Riveros, but loves all His
children. He loves them so much that really He will do all that He can
to make sure that we talk with them and share His love.
So here we were tracting and knocking doors (which I dislike) and I
was getting pretty tired of people slamming the door on us, especially
since the area we were in weren't filled with Hispanics I felt like we
were just wasting our time. Well we entered into a different building
and I wanted to see if God really was leading us to where we needed to
go and I guess Hermana Rivera felt the same way because she told me to
pick any door and that's the one we will go knock, if not we will
leave. So I picked one and we get there and from the other side of the
door we heard someone speaking...... But it wasn't English and it
wasn't quite Spanish, so he opened the door and he was from France!!
The only French person I have met on my entire mission and he looked
like Harry from onedirection, it was weird. So we get talking about
him and his faith and he says he doesn't have any. He used to, but
when he was younger he lost his mom to cancer and exactly a month
later his grandpa and so now He doesn't believe that any just God
would do that. I don't think I have ever had a stronger testimony of
the plan of salvation in my entire life then I did as I was testifying
that he will see his mom again. Yeah, it may take God making me knock
doors and getting impatient, but really He always seeks those who are
lost. Those who need Him.
Something that has really stood out to me this week as I have come
across people who are poor, sick, motherless, abused, depressed, etc.
is that we all need the healing power that comes from the Atonement of
Jesus Christ. It's been so humbling to talk with people who are
suffering so bad. People who are sad and lonely and despaired. It's
been the biggest blessing to be able to tell people about the hope and
happiness that comes from knowing what it feels like to be loved by a
Heavenly Father. I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY... I hope you know that.
Oh yeah, along with being a missionary sometimes you have to eat nasty
things and like them. For example, this week I had chicken hearts AND
deer sausage tacos all in the same night. And guess what? I didn't
even barf. Ok ok I didn't eat all the tacos from our investigator
because really I just thought of Bambi's mom the whole time........ It
might explain why he dropped us yesterday.... Pobrecitas.
We also picked up an investigator this week who asked if we were from
that huge, white building on apopka vineland. Yep, that would be the
House of the Lord you are referring to. Turns out she and her family
about 6 months ago randomly stopped by to see it since it was so
beautiful, but they were confused as to why they couldn't go past the
front desk.... They've already been IN in the temple! Hahaha she is
super excited to go on a real temple tour with us this week! Yay!
#ilovemexicans #reallythough #imstillcolombian
I heard that next year they are coming out with a captain Moroni
movie... Can we all just sit and think about how epic that would be...
I can already see the final scene "And I Moroni will not deny the
Christ!" SUPA EXCITED FOR THAT! This better not be scam.
Sister Rivera: "I think I'm getting shingles?"
Me: "wait.... Shingles!?? Why do say that?"
Sister Rivera: "oh wait not shingles, sores."
Sister Rivera: "yeah on my feet!!"
Me: "oooooohhhhhh you mean blisters"
Week 5 and she is still making me laugh everyday.
I had more miracles to tell ya'll, but if I told you all of them now,
there won't be anything to share when I get home. So until then, eat a
double-double and animal style fries for me.