This past week=WOW! I seriously have never been this exhausted before. Let me just say that Satan works his hardest to make your life miserable right before something amazing is about to happen. ON Monday night we got a phone call from our district leader telling us the carpets in our church were going to be cleaned and we had to move the baptism-after we had announced it to everyone in church. We were in a mad dash to call everyone in the ward, reserve the other building, get permission from the branch President to move it...thankfully, we managed to pull off everything by Saturday. Last Tuesday I had an exchange with Hna Fullerton. She is from Arizona and she is also in her first transfer. Thankfully, she is very adept at Spanish and we were able to make it through the day. However, it was a super rough day day for me. Some of our plans fell through (like 2 hours worth) and I was just scrambling to find things to do. It was just rough. I don't think I have ever been so happy to see Hna Toro walk through the front door! On Thursday I had my last exchange with Hna Clonts. That one was crazy. She is in her second transfer in the field so when people talked to us I think they thought that we were a bit crazy due to the fact that we had to really strain to know what was going on and then when we spoke it was pretty ugly. There is a reason that 2 greenies shouldn't be companions!
Oh! And funny story about Thursday. Hna Clonts had to come with me to our correlation with the ward mission leader. Obviously, the whole thing is done in Spanish. Well, Hno Ku-the mission leader-really likes to tease me because I don't always understand him. He really had a go at poor Hna Clonts. I don't think she liked that :) We finished planning our baptismal program there and then Hno Ku asked us about our musical number. I told him our plans to sing with the elders. He then proceeded to change the song we had been practicing and made me sing a solo in front of everyone in correlation. Yup...I just said solo...thankfully, no windows were shattered and no eardrums started to bleed. Later, he made me make a phone call in front of everyone. You don't think that is a big deal, but I hadn't made any calls in Spanish up to that point. It is hard enough foe me to understand when they speak right in front of me, let alone over the phone. Let's just say that there are no such things are "personal boundaries" on a mission.
On Friday we went to talk to Alejandro about what would be taking place. We asked him how he felt and he kept telling us that he didn't know how to describe it. It was a calm, peaceful feeling. I just wanted to scream, "THAT'S THE SPIRIT!!!" But I contained myself. He also talked about how, when missionaries would come over before, he would just walk into the backroom or he would never understand what they were saying. But, when we came over, he felt like he needed to stay in the room and that we brought something different with us. He said he could just feel that spirit that we brought. I seriously almost started crying in their living room. Then they both mentioned that they are so grateful that we are willing to learn their language and then teach them. They just went on about how much they appreciate the fact that we are trying so hard to talk to them. Once again, I almost started crying. But it also gave me a lot of confidence in myself to continue to learn the language. I really needed that.
I'll get to the thing you all want to know about: the baptism. It was fantastic! Seriously, words really can't do it justice. If you've served a mission, you get it. If not, I'm sorry-I don't know how to put it into words! We had to turn off the lights in the font because they were too bright for his eyes, but other than that it was all fine. During the two talks about baptism and the Holy Ghost I started thinking about one year from now when, I hope, they are able to go through the temple and be sealed for eternity! Man! This gospel is so amazing! After the baptism I gave a little "missionary moment." It was basically a mini-talk in Spanish. I just bore my testimony on the restoration and it all worked out. It was really funny though because Hno Ku was conducting and he can't really pronounce my last name so he always calls me Hna "Piedra." And I don't really care because I think it's funny, but he actually announced me as Hna Piedra! Now he's got a bunch of the people in the ward calling me that :) After I spoke Elders Gaskill, Sempf, Hna Toro, and I sang acapella to "Conmigo Quedate Senor." Same one we did in the MTC. It was good...I think! We were able to talk to Alejandro after and he isn't much of a talker, but he was really happy and he was feeling the Spirit! By the end of the day Hna Toro and I were barely able to walk up the steps to our apartment. No joke, we were exhausted in every way, shape, and form. However, I was happy because I knew that we had just accomplished something truly amazing!
Yesterday he was confirmed in Sacrament meeting. I had to reach over and give Hna Toro a hug! Honestly, we just talked to him. He is one of those people that God was preparing all of his life to hear the message. He is so humble and so willing to do what the Lord wants. He knows that the Lord will bless him. Everyone keeps congratulating us on the baptism but it doesn't really make sense to me because really, all we did was teach him. Everything else was him. I'm just grateful that the Lord allowed us to work with him.
So what did you think of the Work of Salvation? Pretty neat, huh? I about died when I saw all of the missionaries in the choir. The MTC is probably just bursting at the seams right now. Isn't it so amazing-missionary work? Over 70,200 missionaries are serving right now! I am so blessed and thankful that I can be a part of it!
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LOVE, HERMANA FREESTONE