We will be having transfers again this week and my
companion will be leaving the area. She's had about 4 and a half months
here and that usually is the average to be in an area. Everyone has been so
sweet as they've told her goodbye. Our convert, José Abel, arranged a
little lunch in honor of her leaving. He had promised about a month ago
to make us jewelry boxes (quick background story: He usually makes
little jewelry boxes for a craft store and when I saw one that was
simple but pretty I asked him where I could buy one like it, silly thing
to ask a carpenter, and his only reply was something to the effect
"Don't worry Hermana, I'll just make one for you" and that's exactly
what he did.) and unfortunately I don't have pictures this time but next
week I'll make sure to send them to you. They are absolutely beautiful!
He make us each one and I've never been so grateful. I told him that I
had always wanted a beautiful jewelry box to put my important things in
and that he hadmade one of my dreams come true. He seemed very happy
with that.
Like I said last week, we went to
Zacatlan de las Manzanas, something of Apples I have no idea what
Zacatlan means. Anyway, it's positively beautiful there. We went to the
center of town where's there a huge clock surrounded by what are flowers
during the summer. We finished off by going to a beautiful waterfall.
I'll have to double check what it's called but you have to go down 365
steps to reach the waterfall. That also means going up 365 steps to
return to the car. ;P We certainly got our exercise. Funny thing about
Mexico, any beautiful or ancient site that you want to visit, you have
to hike to. I guess the native inhabitants didn't mind exercise as much
as we do. =P
This week we had another zone
conference with our President. It was really good however I think I
enjoyed the zone meeting before even more. We talked about being excited
for the work and how the prophets from the Book of Mormon passed for
the same things as us and yet, the Lord helped them to keep going. This
is something that every missionary has the chance to see and is grateful
for each day.
Yesterday, we ended up going to
Puebla on an emergency trip for money. =P My companion had almost 1,000
pesos stolen out of her wallet and has been without money for the last
2-3 weeks and so we've been living off my monthly allowance. However,
with so many trips into Puebla the last few weeks, I'm basically out of
money also until Tuesday afternoon. So, the elders in the offices said
that they could help us out by giving us money but we had to go into the
offices to get them. A 2 hour trip in bus. My companion and I prayed to
our Heavenly Father, asking that if there was a better way to get to
the offices than taking the bus that he would show us. Fortunately the
other hermanas decided to accompany us and weren't as embarrassed as I
was to ask Hermano Emilio to drive us down. We all pooled our money for
gas and had a pretty fun road trip down to Puebla together. We did get
lost on the way home but everything went well. We were very blessed and
now will be able to get to Puebla tomorrow for tranfers. =)
My
Heavenly Father has been answering my prayers a lot lately and I have
been very grateful for them. It always amazes me just how mindful of
each of us he is and I cannot comprehend how he does it. However, I am
reminded that right now I'm just a missionary and not a God, so I don't
have to worry about understanding everything right now.
I
must admit that I am sad to be seeing Hermana Vazquez leave the area,
I'm not quite sure it's completely sunk in yet, however, I am so excited
for her and for the next three months she will enjoy as she ends her
mission. I have been very grateful for my time here in Libres with her
and I don't think I've been happier in my mission. Although I am nervous
or a little scared for tranfers, I am reminded of something that
Jeffrey R Holland said, "Faith is moving forward, believing that the
Lord has something better for us than what we now have."
I hope you have a wonderful week! I love you all!
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