so for the weekalrighty. this week i broke into the church. wooooo. not the very most christian thing to do.. being a missionary and all right. haha no joke lang. technically i only half broke into it. it was district meeting was at the meeting house and the elders forgot the key so for like an hour we sat out side... well me being the lover to break into cars slim jim queen i thought a meeting house might be the next step up. so using the supplies at hand i unlocked the bottom lock (NOT using a card if that's what your were thinking) the dead lock was trickier but id of had it if you gave me another 30 minutes hahah. anyway breaking into things is kind of a random talent to aquire but im not complaining!! ;)
sister brewer is a dear and got two GINORMOUS PACKAGES for easter. complete with peeps and reces peanutbutter eggs which she shared so generously... mmm. so i did have easter :) also her aunt sent cheap dollar squirt guns... we weren't sure what to do with them... tell we remembered the stray cat that eats out of our garbage every day and not even us throwing rocks at it will faze it. it just takes it. BUT. true fact. cats do NOT like water. and it doesn't harm the thing in anyway so we've conveniently solved that problem
as for miracles this week
we're teaching alexis. her cousin is a member in isabella. and alexis came to church the first time with her cousin before we had even met her. she's so golden :) we're so lucky. i love humble people. she'll be baptized on the 31st if her mom says yes :)
what else...
our next door neighbor got robbed... apparently im not the only one good at breaking into things..
i ate a fish... and liked it. FISH IS SO MASARAP HERE. i love fish. i love fish eye balls. they're tasty. the fish brain is gross. its too squishy.
for the cute moment of the week
we're over in magacan and we're teaching a less active who is awesome. she has two returning LA son's who are supes funny. but while we were brt'ing with her and discussing stuff i noticed a sweet looking graffiti picture framed on their wall. i asked what it said. she said nema. i said who's nema? she said that's pauls best friend. i said best friend or girl friend? she's goes THAT im not sure of. so it comes paul. i say paul who's nema? he says she's my best friend. i say best friend or girl friend? he says well... you know what president monson says. you marry your best friend. yep i died. maann. i never want to be a girl friend. just a best friend. cuz that's what it should be like. k forgive the girly side of me just there but it was seriously a awww moment. well
the work goes forth. ME AND SISTER SACAY ARE GOING TO BAPTIZE. theres nothing i love more then the mission my family chocolate the gospel my savior, peanut butter on bread, and these people. i never want to leave but im so excited to visit with you next monday! my monday your sunday. and please still write me :) because 45 minutes is short fam. love you much.
heres another spiritualy tid bit. from elder holland oct 28 2000 in the ctm (brazil mtc) veritably one of the best talks ive ever read to feel pumped up for missionary work
" Well look, if Pres. Hinkley can struggle, you can struggle. If Pres. Hinckley can wonder whether it's worth it, you can wonder. You just forget it, just say it and get on with it. Just write it in your journal and keep moving. Gordon forget your self. Go to work! And that's collectively the message that God would give to all of us"
read it
peace
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