Hello everyone!
It feels like centuries since last p-day, and yet here we are! So much craziness!
I can't remember if I've mentioned, but recently I'd been attending lessons for a woman from El Salvador named Blanca, with the sisters who serve in the nearby area of Farmington. It's a rather funny sight because Sister Canova comes as well, and the Farmington sisters are already a trio, so we just show up--five sister missionaries on her doorstep. Anyway, we went again this week, and she dropped us hard core. So is life, but to our grand pleasure, huzzah--on the way out we noticed some kids playing basketball so we decided to go up and make a deal with them. If we won a round they'd listen to our message. So we get to playing and we were WHOOPED. (I was particularly whooped,
received a jammed finger that later turned into a huge black and blue elephant blob). There was thankfully a kind neighborhood child named Rocky that said "even though we beat you, we'll still listen..." Oh proselyting, what joys.
Even still, being full site continues to be amazing. The other day was Sister Canova's birthday and also happened to be the day fourteen buses from different youth conferences were scheduled. What a day! We did park mode again (where each sister was parked at a certain spot telling stories, as opposed to taking individual tours) and halfway through it started pouring so we were all soaked. My Book of Mormon also got fairly soaked, but it gives it that "well-worn" look, so no harm no foul.
We had the chance to serve at the Whitmer farm twice and the senior couple, the Nielsen's drove us for one shift. They have a DVD player in their car so we watched, "O How Marvelous a Possession" which just told the stories of people affected by the Book of Mormon. One of those stories was about a man from Cecily who found the Book of Mormon in a garbage can in New York City without a title page. After reading the whole thing he completely believed. He happened to be a preacher, and he began preaching to his congregation from the Book of Mormon. Upon doing this he was excommunicated from the council of priests he belonged to. For years he held strong to his testimony, and eventually discovered where the book was from and who it belonged to, but was
blocked from baptism until close to the end of his life. In the end his patience won out.
Later while serving at the Whitmer farm I was studying in the Doctrine and Covenants and realized it was there, in Fayette, where the revelation to leave for Ohio was given, right where I was sitting.
This revelation is given in D+C 36 and at one point the Lord says, "And I will give it unto you for the land of your inheritance, if you seek it with all your hearts." The man from Cecily sought the promised land with all his heart, and the Saints, leaving everything behind to form Zion, learned to consecrate themselves and what it means to "seek with all their hearts." It means we give ALL to the Lord, no matter the cost. When we do, the Lord will return anything we "gave" ten
fold.
I love you all! I hope the rest of your week is fabulous!
Hermana Abreu
1. People setting up for pageant!
2. There's secret storage behind the Hill for pageant set that's
slowly coming out, so here's a picture of me beside a piece
3. On top of the world!
4. On top of the world featuring companion!
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