Querida Familia y Amigos,
Cup cake sandwiches with the district
This week. Oh man. I feel like the last couple of transfers has just been tracting, teaching (not as often as tracting, though), nobody at church, and dropping. It's hard sometimes, but I love it. I'm still rooting for never going home, aun que lo tengo que hacer porque Krystal quiere casarse, ayyy.
Why would I be willing to tract, have nobody at church, and drop people for the rest of my life? (Well, preferably, it wouldn't be just tracting, no one at church, and dropping, that's just sad.) Because sometimes, you don't drop people, but go to church and they progress to make covenants with our Heavenly Father, and take that first step to living with Him again (baptism). (: And also because as you meet the people and get to know them... It's like (sorry to be worldly) on the King and I. "Getting to know you, getting to know all about you. Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me." I LOVE these people SOOO much. It's SO HARD to drop people, because even after the first lesson, I just have sooo much love for them. SO MUCH. It's not even really possible to explain this love. It's almost (pues, it probably is) like I'm being blessed to feel the love that our Heavenly Father feels for them. Seriously. I love them so much it hurts. Like when Nadia and Yuliet didn't come to church this week, Hermana Webb and I were sooo sad. I don't know about her, but I almost cried. It hurts sooo much when people don't keep their commitments. Not people they didn't keep their promise to me, goodness no. I'm not at all important. Because they're not taking those steps toward our Heavenly Father, who loves them so much more that I do (that's a lot, folks. I don't know if you've ever sat down and thought about the love that our Savior and our Father have for us, but it's A LOT), and all He wants is for them to come unto Him and His Son, but they're not taking the steps. ):
So, pretty much, that was this week. Touching doors, teaching here and there, and nobody at church. Buuuttttt, I was to talk about cute little Yuliet for a second. (:
I LOVE Yuliet. She is so great. She's a fiery, sassy pants Cuban, but she knows that her family is the most important cosa, and everything she does is for them. She's so awesome. (: But. So, she doesn't really like to get close to people, because she feels like, here in the Estados Unidos, nobody really has friends, because they're too busy working all the time, and they never call just to hang out, they only call when they need something, usually money. But, every time she answers the phone, as soon as she realizes it's us, her voice goes from cold and hard to... how do you explain... I don't know. But you can hear in her voice how much she loves us. And when she answers the door, her face goes from stressed and a little annoyed to super happy, and her eyes, man. Her eyes just light up, and her whole countenance changes.
So, that's all. Oh, wait. Here.
We saw this dad and his two young sons playing hockey in roller blades in the parking lot as we were stopped at a stoplight. It was so cute!! Because the boys were just little squirts and the dad was really making them play. We saw him racing his son for the puck and then he just shoves his son down and sends the puck soaring into the net. Hahaha so funny. I love seeing families outside playing together!
We're also gonna have a baptism soon!! Yay! So here's the story- this guy's name is Eltori. He's been going to church basically every Sunday for a year and is STILL not baptized! He has a strong testimony and is such a good person! He's like 50 and he goes around shouting in Spanish "ORALE!!" Hahaha he cracks us up! But recently he got surgery and took care of some medical problems that were an issue for him before baptism. But now he is recovered and finally has the desire to make this sacred covenant with God. We were reading in Mosiah 18 with him where it describes the promises we make at baptism. We asked if he was willing to "cry with those that cry and comfort those that stand in need of comfort." We asked him what he would do if we were really sad. He says well I would just pat your head and say "no llores, no llores!" Haha he's got that part down!
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