Contact of the week: tracting in this super ghetto complex (it's name is oasis club if that helps us imagine) it was one of those contacts where we had knocked on the door across the hall too fast and so both doors answered at the same time, hence why we are sent in twos, well ends up the guy I ended up talking to was a little different. He is like "oh if I didn't know any better I would say god sent angels to me today...." Me, "No sir, We are not angels, we are sister mission...." Him, "You gotta be careful the best temptation is through a bad boyfriend. You gotta be careful." Don't worry even when I'm thousand miles away from you guys I'm still getting parental advice.
Temple tour with Camilo. Yay! So it ended up being more like an adventure. Yeah, anytime you have Colombians driving it's bound to be exciting. After a gazillion u-turns and stops we finally made it to the temple....where it was raining. Did we care? Not at all. We walked around and talked about what happens inside and how someone can prepare to enter. My testimony was definitely strengthened as we talked about the house of the Lord and as it was shining so bright. He even went to church Sunday *progress*. You really don't understand the importance of the sacrament until your waiting your whole week for your investigators to participate in it. I found a quote about the sacrament this week after a young girl was trying to understand better what the importance of participating is. Many times I have felt like this girl, wondering how before my mission I could have treated the sacrament with such lightness, she said, "And at none of these times did I realize that I, even in my slightest evils, was helping to crucify my Lord." How many times has this thought come into my head? I don't think ever really. Never did I look at it like that. Every back talking, every selfish act (yeah that's a big one I have been working one), and every other work thing I have done wrong in my life, He suffered for. And that is why the sacrament is important. To remember what our savior did for us, to become better this week than we were last week, to be forgiven. It's so important. The most important part of my week.
So I had to go to urgent care this week for some silly reasons, but it turned out to be a great teaching opportunity, except this guy was extremely anti-Mormon. He literally had the worst connotation of us. Hopefully we opened him up a little bit. Right off the bat he told us he didn't like Mormons, he even has a sign hanging in his front window saying Mormons will be shot. We once knocked on a door with a sign like that and she ended up becoming an investigator. Never underestimate the Gospel of Jesus Christ. The truth changes lives, it's changed mine.
GO SEE THE MOVIE MEET THE MORMONS AND SEE HOW IT HAS CHANGED THE LIFE OF OTHERS! My name is Hermana Brooks. I am convinced that I'm originally from Colombia. I would use chopsticks with every meal if I could. I try to speak Spanish. And I'm a Mormon.
Also, can you feel the magic in the air? It's like Christmas, except it's not, it's general conference... In two weeks........ In mission days that's practically tomorrow. Wooohoooo!
Life is so great. I'm enjoying every second of it, especially with my gem of a companion. There's always a reason to celebrate (aka our motto). Como no? Anyways, find a way to celebrate this week. I dare ya.
Con amor,Hermana Brooks
ps... we ate some magical star fruit this week and it was delicious.