First off. I believe that this past week should win an award for most
stressful, emotionally draining, physically tiring week. It was nuts.
Just as a little background info, all 8 of us missionaries in the ward
have been planning for the last month, our 'Super Noche de
Hogar'...Family home evening/ward party, that took place this past
Friday. Our ward hasn't had one in a few years, from what I
understand, and so all of the ward leadership + ward missionary leader
were a little hesitant to have us do one. More like, they told us it
was a bad idea and no one was gonna come. Haha okayyyy. No pressure.
So any spare minute we had this week, it was spent getting things put
together.
With all that being said.....
Tuesday was probably the most calm, normal day of the week. Pretty
standard....minus the fact that we got in with the two boy, Melvin and
Benji!!!! So cute. The grandparents, the "returning to activity after
20 years" ones, told us that the non member mom of the boys wants them
baptized in our church, YESSSSS(!), and then the grandparents asked us
what they need to do to start taking the sacrament again. Ah. Such
tender moments with these people! Love them!
Thursday. I had my last zone meeting! Do you know what that means? I
had to give my "dying testimony" with the other 6 dying missionaries in
the zone. I was so scared! And sad. Mostly sad. Afterwards. We had a dinner appt with our other returning to activity member, Hna Ramos...she's the best! She's from Puerto Rico and she knows how much I love jibarritos....those sandwiches made with fried/smooshed banana rather than bread. She got a little creative and made them for us- she had never made them before, but they were still oh so tasty! Taught her grandson, Brian, after that...he committed to baptism! Woohoo! And after all of this, the family Quevedo came down again and took us out to dinner, round two. Had an AMAZING time. Shared some good
memories, ended up crying in the end, and somehow snuck in a hug from
Hermano at the end :)
Friday. Rewind a little. Thursday night we got a call from the zone
leaders saying we had to be at the church Friday morning to pick up
our mini missionary. So we pick her up. She's complaining
right off the bat about not wanting to bike with us....sorry kiddo,
but that's how we roll around here. We had our usual lesson with
Jose and Juana afterwards -- this time though, President Woodbury
wanted to join us to kind of walk Jose through the whole marriage
thing. Rushed to the church right after that. Spent the next 3 or so hours setting up for the FHE. Got it started after about 20 or so people showed.
Crazy awkward at first because no one was sitting by each other or anything,
so what'd we do? Took away some of the tables and basically forced them to.
Missionaries 1. Members 0. Guess who showed up though! The two
families mentioned above! Hna Ramos and Brian, and then the familia
Cardenas, Benji and Melvin! We almost died, we were so happy they
came! Played "matchmaker", if you will, and got them all people to sit
with. Anyway, as big of a nightmare as it was in the beginning-- it
actually turned out really good, and we had a decent turn out :)
Saturday. Taught Manuel again. Taught him the plan of salvation, which
he loved...and then committed him to baptism too! Solid! Thennnnnnnnn
we spent the next little while calling Mexico and trying to figure out
marriage laws and stuff for Jose and Juana - in hopes of getting them
married this weekend, and him baptized. Any luck? No, not really.
Taught a slightly crazy Peruvian lady that lives in the far far far
north part of one of the elders areas. Again. Crazy. She went off for
a good amount of time about her special nativity set, and then made me
take a picture and promise to send it to you all. Hahaha okayyyyyyyy
lady.
Sunday went like this. Studies. Meeting. Church. Snapped a few
pictures with the other missionaries in the district +their mini
missionary. Testimony meeting with all the mini missionaries. Picked
up our second mini missionary. Go home. Get the first mini
missionaries stuff packed and out. The elders swing by with an extra
bike for the second mini missionary. Make dinner. Sit down. Get a call
from the second mini missionary's mom saying she has to go home. They
pick her up. We eat. And then bed. I could seriously sleep for days
#MiCuerpoEstaListo.
The time is rapidly winding down, but I'm thankful for the time I've
had and time I still have left! #gonnamakeitALLcount #prayforme.
Love you all!
Hermana Mortensen
The third picture is the nativity set....just in case you can't tell.
If you look above the well lit little houses, the nativity is inside
the little cave thing. Reallllllll weird. Hahaha. Trujillo liked it,
so maybe it's a Hispanic thing. No se.
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