Well this week was crazy.
Monday and Tuesday were great. We had a training from one of my leaders and he told us to talk more and walk less. I really liked that. There are people that we walk right past every day that have potential. I am determined even more now to TALK TO EVERYONE about our wonderful gospel. It doesn't matter if they say no; we press on and keep looking for God's prepared children.
Wednesday the assistants called us and told us to pack up and go to Navarrete. We packed up our whole house...well food and clothes for 3 days. We arrived to the sister's house in Narravete in a down pour and we were soaking wet. The other sisters from Mao were there too so it was a blast. We were not aloud to leave the house for anything so we used our time to study, plan, share experiences from the mission, do some Zumba, play cards, paint nails, and talk, talk, talk, like girls do. Imagine a sister missionary sleepover. ha ha.
Finally, Friday afternoon they told us we could go home. We arrived late, threw our stuff down and headed out to check on our investigators but there was the river over flowing down the street and flooding houses.
We had an awesome lesson with Papo. He, hard core, defended the Book of Mormon against his neighbor and son who are strong members of another church. They actually sat down and listened to us and then asked for a Book of Mormon!
Saturday we had a good lesson with Yessica which was interrupted by a old investigator who was beyond drunk. She sat down and ¨spoke English to us¨. I'm grateful for the commandments that help us to be safe and at peace.
Then we went to the church to watch the women's conference which I loved. I loved Elder Utchdorf's talk about our attitude. He invited us all to be glad, to love one another, and to recognize our potential as children of God.
Sunday we went out with a young women in the ward. The only young women! She is super cute and just awesome. We went around to all of our investigators who are youth and then more of Jendy's friends.
Today was p-day. We when to Santiago. It was fun to be there and meet up with a ton of missionaries. It was just sad knowing that it was my last time being there, but my heart will always be here in this mission. I love the mission and I'm grateful for all of my experiences.
The church is true, the gospel is perfect, and we have a Father in Heaven who loves us.