HEY.
Just a couple shoutouts.
First to Fernando Vargas. Because yesterday we ran into
him and, if you remember right, I told you all that we made a little "bet" on
Mothers day that if I cried, I owed him a hamburger. If I didn’t, he owed me
one.
I also told you all that he never saw me cry. So it
didn’t count. And yesterday he informed me that he read my blog. And that I owe
him a hamburger.
Shoot.
Shout out for reading my blog, Hno. Vargas. I hate that
you know English.
Also to Kylee Baires! She's been such a close friend of mine
for so many years. I still remember sitting across from you at Zupas at our
last lunch out. Kill me. We´re going to Zupas next year.
But Kylee is going on a mission.. TOMORROW. Freaking.
She´s headed out to El Salvador (I THINK, MOM, FIX IT IF I'M WRONG haha) and I'm so
excited for her! I can't wait to speak Spanish with you :-)
And one more shout out to my Grandparents, Brent and
Kathy. I got several letters from them on Thursday. 2 of them from before
Conference. The thing is, that packages and letters for the missionaries here
in Yacuiba just sit in the church offices in Santa Cruz for so long, and they
take so much longer to get down here to us.
I really could've used those letters about 4 weeks ago…
but thank you so much for writing me! And thanks to the Young Women that wrote
me as well! You girls are the sweetest. I don’t know any of you right now… but
I cant wait to meet you one day!!
And Shout out to Cameron Scott. Because I know he needs
one right now. LB
And to Lesa Keffeler and Rick Smith for the emails! Thanks for taking the time to write to me!
This week.
It was actually way good. Hermana Villanueva and I are
working really hard, we really are. We are seeing so many miracles and so many
changes, we´re loving it. But we are also learning how to open up the hearts of
our investigators and help them. But, really HELP THEM. We've learned a lot about our investigators this week.
One thing is that… "The day of rest" AKA: Sunday.. is a real problem.
Let me start with my friends, the guy from the Taxi, and
his wife. We visited his wife the other day and she is.. amazing. She doesn’t
know anything about the church yet and she was so willing to put aside
everything to go to church. She IS willing. But her husband.. just isn’t. The
thing is.. that they have a LOT of problems with money right now. And the whole
time I knew this I just thought..
"I can help them… I can help them.."
But when I found out that they're actually 29,000
Bolivianos in debt (more than 4,000 dollars) I realized… I can't. But someone
can. And they will only receive the help they need if they just put their faith
in HIM, not sell for ONE SUNDAY, and come to church. I know that God is just
WAITING to bless them. But how can he bless them if they are not obedient? I
really want to help them… but I don’t have 4,000 dollars. I have the Gospel of Jesus
Christ. And if this little family will just have enough faith, the Gospel is
all they´ll ever need.
Another one of our investigators is Rome. Rome… is like
our BFF haha
I love her dearly. And she has so many desires to be
baptized. The problem? You guessed it.
SUNDAY.
Rome is in the Women’s league of fútbol (soccer) here in
Yacuiba. And they play… every. Sunday.
On Wednesday, we went to visit her and we taught her
about the Book of Mormon. She was really excited to get started reading it. We
were just about to leave and we asked her if we could come back on … Sunday.
She says.. "Sunday? Why does it have to be Sunday? Cant
it be Saturday?"
Hna. Villanueva: "No, we want to talk to you on Sunday.
About something very important."
And then all of a sudden Rome realizes and says.. "Once,
someone told me that Sunday.. was just for God. Is that true? I can"t play
soccer on Sundays?"
And Hna. Villanueva slowly says... "What do you think?"
And Rome starts to cry. Like… real tears. Just cry and
cry and Hna. Villanueva and I just look at each other because we have
no idea what to say and then Rome looks at us and is still crying and through
her thick sad voice says..
".. a que hora van a venir el Domingo?" ("What time will you come on Sunday?")
Ugh. It BROKE my heart.
It´s like… when a mother punishes a child or tells her
child "No". Who does it hurt more? The mother, right? But she's just
trying to protect her child.
That's exactly how I felt. We're just teaching the truth,
but poor Rome was so sad. And still is. Keep her in your prayers, she's on a
rough road to baptism. She's a huge example to me.
Anyway, that’s a little bit of whats going on.
Sorry, not much time this week on internet, the zone is
going to play fútbol… and I'm invited. :-)
P-Day playing soccer.
Love you all, thanks for the emails I got this week! You
guys are amazing.
Love, Hermana Cedeño
It's starting to get cold here. It is about 37 degrees at night.
We try to dress warm to sleep because it is so cold!
I cried a little today after my shower, this is more than usual.
I hope I still have hair when I come home....
One of the Members cooking for us in his home.
Okay, so I decided I needed new shoes. |
I brought all of these with me when I came on my mission.
I bought what I thought were new shoes...
I found out that day that they had been refurbished...
and glued back together..... UGH! I spent good money.
Have a good day!