Week 33: Sunday Miracles And Little Violins
To be brief. Heyy how are you guys? It has been a wild week.
Tuesday, I had divisions with the OG Elder Bean. Dang we had a good time. It was awesome to reflect on everything that has happened since we were missionaries in the MTC over 6 months ago. Speaking of which, sorta a fun milestone but yesterday marked six months living in the country of Paraguay and we got to eat pizza on the roof and look at the stars
Oh also there's a toucan at there pension.
dooh dooh dooh
I love Sundays. And yesterday was no different. Two Ateos came to church. Two people who told us SUNDAY MORNING that they were not going to come to church came. And my dear friend Carolina Caceres got baptized. Truly the Lord is one of Miracles.
Carolina, as I explained a couple weeks back I think, was found by a miracle. We prayed. And then followed an impression to visit a purple house further up the road. We began to talk to Carolina, and she was arguing with us about doctrines reading from revelations and the Bible. To the point that Elder Stringam turned to her and said ¨Thanks for you time, we are going to leave.¨ Then, she said "one more thing... I don't feel loved. I want to be part of a church of Love." And that's when we really began to teach. She was living with a man with whom she was not married. By a miraclous and heartbreaking turn of events, that man left after living with her for years. Then finally, my first Saturday we felt impressed to teach about the temple. She agreed to be baptized to prepare for the temple.
I am convinced that to have any profound experience in this life it is only as we have moments of suffereing, of loss, of pain, of dissapointment. As missionaries, sometimes I feel like I am riding a rollercoaster of highs and lows. Where the whole world seems stacked against us, until... the Lord works miracles like he did yesterday.
¨And now, I, Moroni, would speak somewhat concerning these things; I would show unto the world that faith is things which are hoped for and not seen; wherefore, dispute not because ye see not, for ye receive no witness until after the trial of your faith.¨
Witnesses come. But only after the trials of our faith. For our lives to have the profound impact that they ought to have on our eternal progression, we must be ready to go through the refiners fire. I know Jesus Christ lives. Sé que Cisto vive. Che aikuaa pora ñande yara oiko veja.
I love you all!! Thanks for your prayers!
HEY also, for you guys that are sending out mission papers keep me updated so I can be at the airport to greet ya when you get called to the Paraguay Asuncion Mission
Love ya!
1. Sebas
2. Gotta Love Latino Spelling
3. Franklin (the toucan)
4. OG Bean
5. Pizza
6. After a crazy morning with Elena
7. Checkmate
8. Someones at the door
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