LIFE IN LAOAG IS ... (L word.... ) LUSCIOUS! HAHA

Its true. im still loving life here. i actually have a new title. for the email. you know the book if you give a mouse a cookie? this one is called if you give an elder a camera. hahahaha. self explanatory

... and the pictures dont work

yeahhhh you will see them next week. lets just say elders like to take selfies.

 

 

Well we went on exchanges... and I SAW MY RC FROM DINGRAS. wait. no he didn't get baptized. but his family did! and he will! one day... anyways he was hanging out of a tricee yelling sister sister SISTER! and i was like who.. wha... ALFRED!! come back!!! hahahah it was about the best 15 seconds of my life. i miss them so much! gah.

 

 we also met a dog who was a lion. i don't know if one of its parents was mufasa but this dogs name definately should have been simba (not chow chow... and simba is the root for church (to go to) in tagalog so (english accent) all da bettah!) but this thing had a mane! 

 

also on exchanges in our area i got lost... during lunch. we only have an hour for lunch and we can't be late for studies AND we have to teach before we eat. and NOBODY KNOWS where prito street is!! not even the tricee drivers... so 40 minutes later im stressing and lost and hot... and then MIRACLE. this angel of a tricee man shows up who knows where that is. then i thought i knew where we were while we were directing him and lead him off in the wrong direction. then we got lost again. he just laughed and turned around and asked directions for us and got us exactly to the house. and i forgot to give him a pamphlet! gah! but that was one prayer i forgot to pray but i know Heavenly Father definately sent him to His 2 lost tired stressed (and hungry of course) missionaries. I love Him. 

 

we also met this funny old tatay who swore up and down all his neighbors were mormon and kept asking sister telea if she had a boy friend and how old our dads were. he was a funny... we got a lot of referrals.  

 

Also we taught at this house of a LA (less active) and across the street during the lesson you just hear like a dragon lady going OFF. like ive never heard someone scream so loud... at a child. the kid is just balling inside the house and she is yelling and screaming talking at mock 80 speeds. then you hear her smack the kid and your heart just gets kinda a sick feeling... the same feeling you get when you walk past this old nanay, and she's baliw (crazy... ie she has a mental ilness) and all the little kids are throwing their flip flops at her then running away before she can catch them and just teasing her and laughing. i got so mad on that one i halted one of the leader little kids and told him to be nice to her and gave him a death glare. man if i was his mother... sometimes i have moments where i just am filled with indignant justice and want to call the world to repentance. but im not his mother and im not the police. so ill just keep preaching the thing more powerful then them both. the gospel. I LOVE THIS LIFE LIKE I LOVE DOUGHNUTS. 

LOVE AND PEACE 

CHARITY

FAITH

PATIENCE HAHAHA

SISTER HANSEN

June 16th

HEY fam and friends.

well the story for this week is...

ELDER ARDERN CAME FOR MISSION TOUR AND BLLLLEEEWWW MY MIND!!! HE IS SO COOL. he's from new zeland and he's the bomb diggidy. so previously i had a goal to read the old testament before i came home and do you know what i was learning in personal study? about 8 chapters on how to quarentine lepers and such. Go read Leviticus you'll have a ball... pretty sure that's the book the pharasies went nutso following cuz its a titch touchy about lots of rules and such. anyway so elder ardern was like it's not how many times you go through the book of mormon. it's how many times the bom goes through you. awwww ok. so i slowed down and i spent a whole study on 4 versus and got a 3 pages of revelation versus the paragraph i was getting from 10 pages read of the OT. so search the bom. it's deep. one thing he said something like the bom has deeper doctrine then you can dig out. anyway. i love the bom. 

Also a miracle for the week. I TOTES lost my wallet... which had my camera, all my missionary fund for the month as well as all my personal money... good thing to lose eh? well im talented like that. soooo of COURSE ID BE PRAYING. but i went and kneeled  and prayed some more. and then like elder ardern said you can't just pray for sick people. you have to pray then you have to go do something for them! so i started tearing the room apart. and sister ieremia too. till she got inspired and we went in the spare room with the spare desks and opened the drawers... and there it was! it's a long story how it got there... but miracles DO happen. 

As for a funny story... hahaha my shoes got so torn apart the sole came completely off and my toe was poking through and i ended a morning of proselyting with only one shoe on looking very socially unacceptable and thinking yeah... i should buy some new shoes. 

also i found a tricee driver i remembered from dingras... he gave us a ride. funny thing is noon in dingras i felt i should talk to him and ignored it and felt bad so i vowed id talk to him the next time i saw him... i didn't see him again. till NOW. bahahahahah I FREAKED. HIM. OUT. i was sooo happy to see him. i shoved a pamphlet in his hand and started to testify before he could speed off. not so interested but i kept my promise ;) he was scared. I was like brother it's ME. you live in dingras! i want to give you a pamphlet!!1 so not so smooth... haha im over it. :) love you all!

-Sister Hansen

June 8th

oh man FAMILY AND FRIENDS MY LIFE IS A GOOD ONE!

 i dunno why the Lord loves me so much but I'm sure happy he does. So... I'm back in Laoag. but this is NOT the Laoag I remembered. Lesson wise. It's good. My comp is sister Ieremia, she's from Kiribati. I love her. She's teaching me how to be humble and just apply all the good things you see other people do and not to feel awkward or prideful about applying those things. hence she's a fast learner and very magaling. and a chatter. haha i like her.

 

ummm... rainy season and baptism season is HERE. WOOOOO.... makes finding like eh. but its oooookkk. Because we have this one investigator. he's like a tatay who's 74. he's all hunched. like he walks at a 90 degree angle almost and he doesn't have teeth and he's about the cutest thing you ever did see. He just get's so happy about everything we teach. The other day we were teaching him and the rooster they were going to get for dinner they had just tied up it's legs and it's wings. but it was alive and kicking. it let us know it too. in the middle of the lesson it jumps OFF the table and practically lands on us and is just squacking and making a racket and tatay takes it and bends its neck and some angle i know is not right and puts it's head under it's wing and we just continue teaching like nothing happened. crazy chicken... distraction haha.  

 

What I learned this week? most everything has limits because we're still just weak mortals. strength, patience, the amount of fudgie bars there are in the world. But i realized your heart doesn't. no matter how many people i meet i still have room in my heart for them. and i still love equally (not degrading) the people i met before. i think thats why Heavenly Father has a bajillion million annak (children) because you're heart can do that. also your brain has the uncandid capacity to just keep learning and learning. anyways... i just love you all... and i love all these people. I LOVE MY CALLING.  mmmm... ill never get sick of saying that. THE WORK GOES FORTH. JUMP ON THE BAND WAGON or get left behind. but thats lame. one more thing i realized. nothing matters but the gospel and saving peoples souls. people will forget your face, people will forget if you went to the olympics, people will forget your name. but they won't forget what you did for them. or how you made them feel. or if you changed their life and eternal destiny with the gospel. yup. theres my shpeel. 

peace. 

-Sister Hansen

transferred.

sooooo I'm an apparent failure with time management... so I'm going to write a lllooooooonnnnnnnnnnggggggggg letter next week. just know this

1. I'm being transferred.... to laoag again... ha uhhh mixed feelings. but I'm going to KILL IT ROUND TWO!

2. president originally called and said i was going to pasuquin then called 20 minutes later and changed it. there is a purpose in all things and president is a wise and inspired man who said afflictions are really blessings when he called... yup. 

3. we had a last week of the transfer miracle. i didn't tell anyone i was transferring (commitment to the Lord not to me) but we had all the ilacas and another family come to church!!! woooo then we had a one hour mission after church and we went with all the members and visited LA. we just plopped down on the dirt, by people doing there wash and such and let them know we love them.... and they said they're going to keep going to catholic mass. i told them we're more persistent than the catholics so we're going to keep coming back. haha. and that we love them.

JUST LIKE I LOVE YOU!

PEACE. 

#laoag round 2 woooo

sister hansen

Warm fuzzy feeling:)

ooooooooohhhhhh k

my week was a good one. we just had a zone activity. where we realized one of the elders looks like Gideon on 7 brides for seven brothers. naturally we asked for a picture. he's super cool. we also have a returning LA who we didn't even know was LA in the elders area who started coming back to church on his own... he looks like heith ledger ( sister brewer told me and im not super good with actors now a days.. but we took a picture with him too! for kicks and giggles.) and the elders drew us self portraits at mcm... looks JUST LIKE ME RIGHT? lets hope not hahah ;) ALEXIS GOT BAPTIZED. HER HAIR LOOKED LIKE SOME SWEET BRAIDED DEW OF SOMEONE ON STAR WARS. i told her that. she's so golden. she'll be such an example for her fam to follow... sana in her footsteps to baptism. aaaaannnd my warm fuzzy moment came when i went and taught the ilacas family. so ive probably said this before but they are dirt floor. poor. literally. they live with a dirt floor. so i gave them a bunch of my clothes. but for like 2 weeks i didn't see them wear any of them. so i was like maybe they sold them or didn't like them or they were too big or something. that's ok too. BUT then we came by again and all of them were practically wearing something of mine.. they had just done the wash. i dunno why but i literally felt warm and fuzzy inside. THAT is the reason i came on my mission. for that feeling. i cant describe it. but seeing someone use something you love or loved makes you feel good. applies to the gospel too. when someone else enjoys something that makes you happy.... it makes you even happier!!! hahah. this is the best life. missionary life. i will be one forever. LOVE YOU ALL. 

-sister hansen

the last picture is for quin. 

larry has competition. 

is perry! the alaskan mountain child i turned into a man by giving him facial hair. hahahaha

Mothers Day:)

soooo... yeah i was a crummy journal writer last week...
so it might be reflected a bit in this email.

sorry in advance. 

i have short term memory I've found

young people get it too

oooooooookkkkkkkkkk. WELL I LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH FAMILY. GGGAAAAHHH. I LOVE YOUR LOVELY FACES. "how did you get to be sooo good looking" "genetics" (im not going to tell you what movie that's from but its said in an english accent by twin brothers. very few will guess it hahah) ummm well last night this GIANT moth got in our appartment. ill take cock roaches. ill take lizards, ill take ginormous spiders. BUT MOTHS I CANNOT DO. haha i seriously got the permethrin spray (it's like 10:20 so we should be about to pray but im a little paranoid) and i went crazy and that thing dive bombed me and persecuted me to the point i gave up and ran into the room slammed the door and hyperventilated. then prayed and slept. they're my nemisis. 

other adventures: we're moving sister alexis's date up a week to the 24th because she's just that golden. sometimes she asks questions like is telepathy a gift of the spirit and stuff like that and so we're helping her learn to ask the RIGHT questions. but i love her. only problem is her mom offered us fried chicken the other night and i turned it down (no dinner appts after 5) aaannnd then she started to get offended so i explained the rule. i think she still might be a little upset. hopefully she forgives me... hahah. fried chicken. DON'T BE OFFENDED OVER THINGS THAT AREN'T IMPORTANT. wait. DON'T BE OFFENDED AT ALL ACTUALLY. its dumb. there's a lot of offended people we're trying to help here... less actives. love em. these are pictures of where i proselyte. most beautiful place in the world. ahhhh i wish i had more time.  heres how to help struggling people "investigators must resolve for themselves their concerns and objections. You can help as you focus them on what will strengthen their faith in Jesus Christ- reading and praying about he BOM. When they strengthen their testimony of the restoration, they will have the strength to overcome their objections"

peace and joy to the world. 

love you all mucho much!

-sister Hansen

May 5th

 CAN YOU BELIEVE IT'S ALREADY MOTHERS DAY???? I CAN'T. IM SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU ALL!!!!

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