Hola, ¿cómo están?
Tengo mucho flojera ahorita, y no
quiero pensar tanto para escribir en Ingles, entonces todo va a ser en español.
Sale Bale.
Just kidding, I won't do that to you
guys. That would be rude. I promise the rest of this email will be in English.
(Unless I accidentally write in Spanish. In that case, sorry.)
Highlights:
-Well, for the first time in a
really long time, I bought hair ties
Not very missionary-related or
uplifting, but for the vain little me that loves my pixie cut this is a big
deal.
-Fun things happen after district
meetings. Like when your district leader thinks that everyone has left so he
locks up the church … and you and your companion and another companionship are
still inside. Good thing we saw him locking the outside gate so we could call
him before he got too far. I died.
-Sometimes your companion talks
about food she likes and it sounds wonderful and delicious and you just want to
try it. Other times she tells you that she likes beets with mayo and you never
want to let her make breakfast again.
-I like the sunsets here.
-There's a really cool family here
where the dad and some of the kids are professional boxers, but they all know
how to box. Their youngest daughter is 16 and really tall and pretty. The other
day, after we ate with their family, she told me "Hermana, when you go
home, I'm going to come with you, and we'll become models and we'll be famous.
Then afterwards I'll teach you how to box." My companion and I got a kick
out of trying to imagine me as a boxing model. Then just before we left she
said "Don't forget; we made a deal." I guess I don't have to wonder anymore
about what I'll do after my mission.
-Things that get on my nerves: When
after a long day I'm working with the area book and I find that one of the
former sisters here decided to stop writing numbers and started using runes
instead.
-You know, just sitting on a wall,
waiting for the bus, and promoting a clean environment. Doin’my thang.
Ok, there are two other big things I
want to tell you. First, Conozca a los Mormones (Meet the Mormons) was a huge
success opening weekend. A sister told us that the theaters were absolutely
packed and the ticket lines were huge. It felt so good to hear. We have been
contacting like crazy to get the word out. I even helped contact a bus. That
means we get on a bus and talk to everyone at the same time. Fortunately, Elder
Rodriguez talked and I just had to hand out cards. We're still going to be
working like crazy, but it's so nice to see our efforts amount to something.
Other big thing: This week, my baby
sister, Grace, turns 8! Which is wonderful, because she's going to be baptized
soon, but sad because I won't be there for it. But, Heavenly Father takes good
care of his missionaries, and sometimes sends them tender mercies to make up
for all the things we sacrifice. This week, the daughter of one of the ladies
in our ward, who takes really good care of the sister missionaries, was
baptized. Her name is Prissy and she's a total doll. Not only did she invite us
to her baptism but she asked me to talk on the Holy Ghost. While I won't share
everything I felt (some things are just between me and my diary, ya know) I
will tell you that I felt an incredibly beautiful spirit while giving my little
talk. Most of it was improvised, but they were words of love. And I really feel
like it was a way to "make up" for missing not only the last baptism
in my family, but of all the Anderson
grandchildren.
I know my Savior lives, that He
knows me, He cares for me, and that while I am incredibly imperfect, He loves
me perfectly.
Until next week,
Hermana Anderson
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