. . . Whoops.
Christmas was, of course, incredible. The members here were so good to
us, and I was also blessed by the love and support of friends and
family. Thanks for thinking of me!
Oh, and Lechuga Rejoice--so it comes from Let us Rejoice, which became
Lettuce Rejoice, which became Lechuga Rejoice (Lechuga being Spanish
for Lettuce). My companion and I say Lechuga for EVERYTHING and it is
one of those really old lame jokes that never gets old with us because
we still think we're hilarious.
So here in our little Wilcox, we get to work with two different
congregations, one in English and one in Spanish. Last week we were
meeting with the mission leader for the Spanish congregation and,
honestly, kind of dreading it. See at these meetings we are supposed
to discuss with him the investigators we are working with . . .
Investigators we didn't have, and hadn't had for the past two or three
weeks. We try and try but we couldn't for the life of us find any
Spanish speakers interested in our message.
We left coordination meeting determined to make a change and surprise
our mission leader when he gets back from vacation next week. We
decided we would start by doing everything within our power to show
the Lord we were preparing to be ready to teach the people he would
put in our path: we decided that we would speak only Spanish in the
apartment and in the car. We also decided we would start asking the
Spanish-speaking members to come out with us at every chance we had
and to fast for new investigators.
Thursday came around and we still had no Spanish-speaking
investigators. We decided to set aside an hour and a half to go
knocking. I pulled up a map of Wilcox and said to my companion,
Hermana Farias, "Okay, here's what we're going to do. We'll both pray
about a couple streets we think we should knock. Then we'll come back
together and pray together about the streets we thought of."
For those who don't know, I'm a little oblivious to directions. I know
about five streets in Wilcox. I didn't want to read the streets on the
map though because then I was afraid I wouldn't know whether I was
thinking of them just because I had just read them or because they
were actually the streets the Lord was putting in my mind to knock.
I prayed and immediately a street I had probably only heard of once
and never been on came to mind: Prescott. After that I prayed and told
God, "I know I don't know the names of all the streets, so just tell
me where they are in relation to the ones I know."
Immediately I thought, "North of Biddle, and right of Flagstaff."
Biddle was another one of those streets I didn't even know I knew.
The street to the North of Biddle was Austin. Problem was Austin is a
really long street, separated into North and South. I prayed again to
know which part we should knock and felt like we should stay North.
Then I looked at what street was to the right of Flagstaff: Prescott.
I turned to my companion, "How many did you think of?"
"Two," she said.
"Me too. What are your two?"
"Prescott and Austin," she said. I was overwhelmed.
"What part of Austin?" I asked.
"North."
We left eagerly to knock North Austin and Prescott and found three
people and two families, all Spanish speaking, who listened to our
message and invited us to come back and teach them more. The following
day I felt like we should go back to visit one of them, Oscar, even
though we had seen him the day before and told him we would be back on
Monday. Well, maybe we can invite him to church, I thought. Oscar
wasn't home, but his mother welcomed us in and said we were welcome to
come back any time and that she was eager to read the Book of Mormon
and to learn more.
I know God guides this work and that he works according to our faith
and desires. I am so grateful for this opportunity to teach, serve,
and love His children.
Hermana Anderson
#AllforHim
Pics:
Caught in the rain during service
Snow in Arizona?!!
Getting really excited about our bikes we finally got!
Our Sister Training Leader, Hermana Hoffman, and her companion,
Hermana Crane, joined us for a day. It was so fun to be back with one
of my favorite past companions, Hermana Hoffman, and to get to know
Hermana Crane. It was also nice having two more warm bodies as our
apartment has no central heating ;)
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