Monday, July 7, 2014

18 months have come and gone-- last letter

Dearest Familia,
It really is quite odd to think that this will be my last letter to you all.. 18 months sure did fly by.  Not to lie- at the beginning  of my mission, I felt I was going to be here for an eternity.  That it was never going to end... now I can't believe that it will have an end. 
Well, updates and miricles for the week! Shall we?
Jimmy and Adri were baptized this last Saturday!! (yes yes before the big game)  And they have their eyes set on the temple. I think one of the funniest things that Adri said to me when I first got to know her was-  marriage is commonly known as enemies that sleep together haha. The gospel, through strengthening their testimonies has strengthened their relationship so much!  Their goal is the temple, and they want their sons to be missionaries.  Its amazing to see how when we learn the gospel and (here is the key) LIVE the gospel.  We ca see a chain reaction.  We have more clarity.  We literally feel closer to God, hence having more peace in our hearts brings love for God, ourselves, and fellow men.  And this is exactly what has happen in their marriage. 
Paola.  I 16 year old member that has not come to church for over a year... came this sunday and bore her testimony!! It was so powerful! I am grateful for the opportunity that I have had to know her.
La negra.... Sandra.  Dun dun dun... she will be getting baptized this thursday!!  She has been searching for the truth since her father passed away.  She said that she even went to the catholic church (a church that growing up she was always told was incorrect)  to find peace.  And that is when we stepped in.
 I am so grateful for the opportunity that I have had to share the gospel of Jesus Christ, and to get to know my Savior more.  I love the gospel, I love being a missionary. 
It truely has been the best 18 months of my life.

I would love to write more, but my time has run out.
I love you all so much!  And... I guess we will be seeing ya :)
Hermana Anderson