Hooooooola.
This week my appreciation for Hispanos has grown even more, if that's even possible.
I went on an exchange Friday Night to Saturday with the Sister Training Leaders, English speaking missionaries, in this SUUUUUPER nice area of Texas. Like seriously, these people live in mansions. It takes 10 minutes to walk from their ginormous gate to their front door. But i realized that I felt uncomfortable talking to non-Hispanic people for an entire day....weird, right? I love being a Spanish missionary.
Can I just take a second to tell you about S? She's our most promising investigator and she is seriously the coolest lady on the face of the earth. Her husband is a less-active member and she's been investigating the church for a few years now, but for whatever reason, she hadn't been talking to the missionaries for a few months. So when Sister Hansen got here 6 weeks ago, a member of the ward told her and her former companion to visit the B family, a really awesome less-active family in the ward (they're less-active because of health reasons, but they're testimonies are seriously rock-solid). That was miracle number one in this story. The B's just happen to be really good friends with S's family. They then invited the sisters and S's family over to dinner, which was their first interaction with the sisters in several months. Then, after a few weeks, me and Hma Gomez got here! We all click with S so well, and we've had 2 lessons with her so far and she is so ready to grow spiritually and just be relief society president or something. She really is amazing. Her baptismal date is September 15th so we're working with her to feel ready. The timing is just so perfect, and after our most recent lesson with her, I had a serious spiritual confirmation that I am here right now in this place for her and to help her get her family to the temple.
This week just kind of flew by in a blur! It's been cooling down a little bit to the low 90's so that's kind of nice, but thank goodness almost every house we visit has AC or fans or something. Plus we have our beloved car that has a working AC. Honestly, we don't really pay attention to the heat, it's just kind of part of the day. And it makes me feel a little bit like we're in Mexico. Have I mentioned how much I love spanish? AND THE FOOD??? so good. I die like 100 times a day because the food is so stinking delicious here.
Thanks y'all (Texas is affecting me!) for answering my question, I've been thinking about that for a little bit and I loved your thoughts on that. I actually have another question, but this might be more for Dad since he used to be bishop, but I am open to all the help I can get from anyone! :) What were some things that missionaries did to help you bring less-actives back? Or In what ways can missionaries work with the bishop and ward mission leader to be most effective?
[Ed note: miscellaneous family stuff has been deleted--you didn't want to read it anyway...]
And keep up the running! Hma Gomez is a cross-country runner and so i sort of trot behind her during morning exercise and I am respecting Dad and Jake a whole lot more now that I run every morning--it's hard!
Want to know some Spanish slang??
"Que feo Mateo"--That's dumb
"Hijole"--Dang it!
"Orale"--Awesome
"Sale Vale"--Okie Dokie
These are all things that our member friend Hermana E always says...
I expect you all to practice so that we can all be natives eventually. :) haha
Thank you so much for all your love and support, I can really feel it out here! I'm glad things are going well and I love the updates! I love you all sooooo much and I love being a missionary.
Love,
Hermana Sangre