I
don’t have changes! Which I’m glad about. I’m glad I will be here for
Christmas. Also we have two dates for baptism this week. But oh my heck…last
night we were waiting for the changes and we received a call from the zone
leader. My companion answered and he said pass the phone to your companion. I
was like oh my heck no I have cambios!!! The zone leader started saying, “Hey Hna
Anderson it has been so great to having you in the same zone. You are a great
missionary and I hope that someday we can be in the same zone again. I hate to
tell you that I have changes and you are staying in La Viña.” Oh my heck it
scared me so bad, especially because we all thought the other zone leader was
going to go because he has been here the longest. But nope. I’m glad I will be
here for Christmas, but I think they will have emergency changes later because
the other cambios (transfers) aren’t until the 8th of February, but
who knows what will happen. I’m willing
do to whatever the Lord wants me to do. I was talking to Froley and he said, “oh
my heck you have so much time here you are probably going to have your whole
mission here, let’s start building you a house you poor thing.” It was super
funny. But seriously if I don’t leave until Feb I will have 7 months in one
area. Which is crazy.
So this week we set
two baptismal dates for this Saturday. The first one was with Leonel from
the familia de Leon. We were at a meeting with our ward mission leader and Leonel
called right before it ended. I called
Leonel back and he said he was in Hue Hue and wanted us to visit him. We are also friends. So I set the time for 8:30
in the morning. I felt like we needed to. We don’t usually leave until 11am
because of all the studying we do. So the next morning I woke up and the spirit
said Leonel is going to accept a baptism date. He has had time to think about
it and he will accept. I told my companion that and we left for the appointment.
And that’s exactly what happened…he accepted. He wants to be baptized. He knows
the church is true. He told us when he was little he wanted to be like Jesus
was when he was 30 years old. He wants to be baptized but he is a little scared
about what his family will say. I have been praying my guts out for this and
hopefully we will be finally putting him in the water after four long months of
working with him!
The other is a chica
named Fabiola. She is the girlfriend of a member and she went to church two
times with her boyfriend and we had a visit with her. We played duncan with
them…it’s where you play games and then afterwards pray for the people to feel
the spirit and let them know we are fun people too. Then the next visit we
taught plan of salvation and invited her to be baptized for this
Saturday and she said yes I want to, this is what I have been looking for.
So that was really awesome.
During district
meeting the zone leader gave the message because we don’t have a district
leader right now. But he said something I really liked. Let’s have a white
Christmas by having lots of baptisms. And that’s what we are working so hard
for. We also hope to baptize Antonia.
So we visited a member
this week that is having a lot of hard problems in her life. Both of her kids
are in the hospital in Xela. Her daughter who is 20 something is pregnant and
is having problems with her heart, so they have to deliver the baby earlier and
her 12 year old son has something in his blood. So she is really stressed and
hasn’t been going to church because of that. She lives out of our area but we
got permission and visited her. She showed us pics of her daughter because I
don’t know her. Her daughter is a gringa. Not really but she is blonde and blue
eyed. Super pretty. Her dad died when she was 3 years old. He was a police
officer and got shot at the Mexican and Guatemalan border dealing with drug
dealers. Her dad is very handsome dude. But I was looking at a picture of her
daughter and she was with a man so I asked the member if it was the dad. She
said no this is the dad and then passed me a picture of a coffin. I almost
died. She was like no this is him, he is in the box. It was the saddest thing
ever but kind of funny the way she passed me the picture. I’m pretty sure my
jaw dropped. a la gran. The life of a missionary…you never know what you are
going to get next.
Speaking of you never
know what you are going to get. There is a place in front of the church
building where a lady sells drugs. Pretty sketchy…right? But don’t worry we are
safe. Aaaanyways I’m kind of hesitant to tell this story because I don’t want
you guys to worry about me. But anyways I will tell it. The lady that sells the
drugs left her place and we were walking and she started talking to us. She had
the sweetest face ever. And we started talking to her and she told us she is a
single mom has two kids of her own and two kids that are her nephews. She told
us why she has the kids because their brothers were tortured to death by
somebody who inflated them with gas until they exploded. Saddest story ever.
And it just broke my heart because I know she feels like she has to sell the
drugs because that is the only way she can take care of her family. It’s so
sad.
Yesterday during lunch
the weirdest thing happened to me. I was eating and my stomach started to hurt.
I thought it was just gas from feeling hungry so I kept on eating. Then I got
ridiculously hot I took off my sweater and then I felt like I was going to puke
and the world started turning. So I told
my companion and the members heard me so they showed me where the bathroom was
and I tried to walk and I almost fell over.
My companion grabbed a hold of me and I almost passed out. The member,
her husband, and my companion were all holding on to me because I’m so flipping
tall for this country. I almost fell so
they took me to the bed and I was sweating like craaaaaaaazy and then my arms
went dead. They said call the bishop and tell Hno Roque to bring his car to
take her to the hospital. I thought to myself there is no way I’m going to the
hospital here. But like 10 minutes after I felt a lot better and finished
eating. I rested at their house for a bit then we left. But I couldn’t make it
home so I called Froley and he drove us home and I slept. Then we left to the
Christmas devotional and taught a lesson. Today I feel totally better basically. I have
no idea what happened. The member was a nurse and she thinks it’s because I’m
not getting the vitamins in my diet. So I’m going to buy some ensure and fruit
will be my breakfast now. No more junk food. But I feel good today. So weird.
It freaked me out a little bit I’m not going to lie. But hey I’m good I’m
living and looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooving the mission.
Hey, 16 days left
until I talk to you guys. Wooooooooooooooo. And it’s been 5 months today since
I have been in the mission field. Time
flysssssssssssssss by!
Anyways this was my
week. I don’t have a lot of pictures to send. I might not have any but pictures
to follow maybe.
And about the little
boy at the bus terminal, I feel like the worse person in the entire world. I
was just in such a shock and a trance with this little boy I couldn’t move I couldn’t
do anything. I am so mad at myself for that. But another Hna bought two treats.
And you better believe I will look for this little boy in the terminal next
time I’m there. The saddest thing is there are thousands of these little boys
here. And I just want to take them all home with me. Sorry I’m horrible. I just
couldn’t give over his eyes and him. I just couldn’t do anything. It was like I
couldn’t move. But yeah sorry. ...
Anyways that’s my
week. Love you all. Feliz semana y feliz navidad in 16 dias!
con mucho amor
Hna Anderson
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