All is going well here. We were able to go on exchanges again this week, so that was really nice! I am very excited for transfer calls in a couple of weeks. Maybe I'll get a new area or a new companion. I'm ready for a change! Anyways, I am getting used to the weather down her a little bit, but it is super HOT! I'm pretty sure that it has gotten up to 100+. We parked the truck in the shade when I was on exchanges, and when we got back to the car, it said that it was 108, but I think it was from the heat of the engine.
Then, when I went to the other missionaries apartment, I was sitting there reading my scriptures and I looked at the time. Behind the clock there was a lint roller. Guess what was on that lint roller???... A cockroach! It was hilarious, because he was stuck there, and he tried SO HARD to get off, but he just couldn't. That was the best thing that happened this week!
We have been talking to Lili for a while now, and she has been coming to church and is basically ready to be baptized. I am super excited!!!! I hope that she sticks with it, and doesn't want to push it back any farther. We also got Brother Bibbes who has been coming to church for YEARS to finally set a date. He says that he knows that it needs to be done, so we will just have to work with him more to get him there. He has gone through about 100 missionaries or so. I hope that he will get baptized also!!! We have not had a whole lot of luck this week with getting new investigators, but we have been teaching a lot of our old ones.
I hope that we will get iPads soon! I think that it would make everything a lot better.
Sister Disanza (my house share owner) is awesome! She is so willing to help anyone in any way possible, even though she can hardly move! She is a very inspirational person to talk to!
I've received some letters from Brother and Sister Mortensen's class, and they are super awesome!! I really appreciate their support. I'll try and write them personally if I get time. Thanks so much!!!
I love you all so much! Have a fantastic week!
This poem really hit me this week:
Testimony of a Missionary
The following event took place in a ward in Salt Lake City in 1974. It occurred during a sacrament meeting and was told to me by a Regional Representative of the Twelve Apostles who was in the meeting. A young man, just before leaving on his mission stood in sacrament meeting and bore in essence the following testimony:
"Brothers and Sisters, as you know, the past two weeks I've been waiting for my mission call. During the time I was waiting I had a dream. I knew it was not an ordinary dream. I dreamed I was in the pre-existence and awaiting my call to come to Earth. I was filled with the same anticipation and excitement that I had before I received my mission call. In my dream I was talking to a friend, and I felt a special closeness to him, even though I've never met him in this life. As we talked a messenger came and gave me a letter. I knew it was my call to go the Earth. In great excitement my friend and I opened the letter. I gave it to him and asked him to read it aloud. It said,"You've been called to Earth in a special time and to a special land. You will be born to the true church and you will have the priesthood of God in your home. You will be born into a land of plenty, in a land of freedom. You will go to Earth in the United States of America."
My friend and I rejoiced as we read my call, and while we were rejoicing the messenger returned. This time he had a letter for my friend. We knew it was his call to Earth. My friend gave me the letter to read aloud. His letter said,"You've been called to go to the Earth in circumstances of poverty and strife. You will not be raised in the true church. Many hardships will attend your life. Your land will be fraught with political and social difficulties - which will hinder the work of the Lord. You will be born in Costa Rica."
We wept, my friend and I, as we read his call. My friend looked at me with tears in his eyes, and said, "When we are down on Earth, you in your choice land and me in Costa Rica, my friend, please come and find me."
Then this young missionary, with tears in his eyes, said, "Brothers and Sisters, I have received my mission call. I am go to Costa Rica."
There is a sequel to the story. About a year after the sacrament meeting, the bishop received a letter from the missionary in Costa Rica. The letter had one sheet of paper in it and on that sheet was written in capital letters were four words:
I FOUND MY FRIEND!