Before I forget, we´re having P day this Saturday. So all those people who KNOW that I´m calling them to repentence for not writing me....REPENT! And then write me before this Saturday because that´s when I´ll be doing email.
People, it didn´t rain once this week. Someone get me a tamborine to celebrate! It DID, however, rain down blessings all day, every day last week. I´m going to go out on a limb and say it was the mas genial week of all the weeks here. Lets give this week a big HOLY SHRAPNEL!
Ive always heard the classic mission story about how the woman opens the door and says ¨I´ve been waiting for you.¨ I´ve always given it a big role of the eyes as well. So anyways, we get into this house that we have been trying to get into all cambio and we began to teach this family about the baptism of Jesus Christ and why we should be baptized exactly in the manner that he left us. The father interupted us and asked us why we were teaching about that. We told him that it was the door to salvation and 100% necesary for our progress in this life and in the life to come. He then listened to everything else and asked very insightful, appropriate questions. We felt the Spirit all the way through. At the very end, we challenged him to be baptized and he said he wanted to pray. We pulled out a Book of Mormon and started to explain it and he said ¨I already have one of those...I´ve read it from cover to cover and prayed about it and have been praying for you two to come for a long time. I have some questions about the Lamanites and Nephites¨ He has never shared with missionaries but is a very well read man with a wife (legally wed), two kids, and one on the way. Hermana Kelley started to tear up and I tried to act like this happens to us every day as I scheduled citas for every day of this week. (He works a lot and wants to ¨aprovechar¨ his vacation.) We invited him to church and he said he wasn´t going to be able to. But wait a minute! He randomly walked into sacrament meeting with a giant smile on his face and loved the whole thing. I don´t know. That is just one of the miracles of the week. We met three other married couples who want to share with us and the skies were blue and our teaching is improving and everything is just getting wonderful!
During that incredible lesson with that family (named Victor), I just kept sneakily looking around looking for Mormon camera men that were filming us for an MTC video or something...unreal, seriously.
Grandma Cynthia, my comp really wants to do the Bourne Family Challenge and we´d love if you could send us another one of those!
Funny: We were knocking this new street in our sector and we started singing the Mario Bros theme song and I was jumping around like Mario (Bau, bau! Bling, bling! sound effects) and I landed in front of this door and knocked the theme song of Mario. THe man opened the door clad in a bright red shirt, black hair and moustache and a smile and says, Hola, me llamo Mario. Almost couldn´t do the contact I wanted to laugh so hard. Luckily, I´m a sister missionary and I´m ALL business so I got composure and we got in that door. Taught him the Book of Mormon and he´s loving it. Now only if he has a friend named Luigi to baptize.
People, Hermana Kelley is the best thing that has ever happened to me. The last few weeks were a little rocky...no one opening OR listening oR coming to church OR completing their commitments. On the billionth day that it rained last week, it was 8pm and we hadn´t sad down, gotten in a house, or stopped for five hours. We had really bad cramps in our legs (someone take your treadmill outside in the rain and walk uphill with dogs trying to attack you for five hours) Hermana Kelley looks up into the dark, rainy night and said ¨Heavenly Father, is today a fat joke?¨ She makes everything (even the hard moments) awesome and I just love her. Cambios are coming up and we´re praying that we stay together (which means that we´ll be separated, of course!). Shrapnel.
Anywho, a few of the things that have been happening this week. REALLY a good one. I love all of you.
Hermana Bourne
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