Yesterday was Labor Day so to celebrate our zone went to play the nation's pastime...wiffle ball. It was pretty fun, but this morning I was reminded that I'm not 20 and I've been walking around like a hunchback all morning. Classy. Speaking of being old, yes every where I go they ask how old we are. I think it's just because they are curious what we are doing with our lives. People usually guess 22. I enjoy that. And they never believe my real age, which I enjoy even more. The other day we were at a members home (English) and they were asking about my family and my siblings. I have four brothers. "So they are all older than you?" No, actually I'm the oldest. Oh. Ok. "So how old is the oldest one?" He's 29. The mother is out of the room and I can see the daughter perplexed in the corner. The mother yells, so how many older brothers do you have? The daughter says no mom she is the oldest. The mother replies, "no she can't be she said she has a 29 yr old brother." Oh...cricket, cricket. Anyway...
We had a wide variety of interesting lessons this week as usual. We were teaching the Restoration and Joseph Smith to a new investigator at a member's home when right in the middle in walks two Elders...then two more. And there they sat, all four of them in the corner while we proceeded to teach this poor guy about the church with the power of 6 missionaries in one living room. It worked though because he agreed to be baptized. The Elders were there for another appointment with the member's other friend and were really embarrassed to crash our lesson. As they should be. haha. We've been trying to stalk, I mean find, another investigator who is really good at hiding, but the other day we walked up to her door and found a Mormon picture of Jesus taped to her front door. We felt like this was a solid victory then I glanced over and saw the Virgin Mary and 10 other Jesuses in the window. Oh rats. Hey at least the Mormon Jesus made it to the door!
We had a lesson with a member family about the Plan of Salvation and somehow it moved to random question hour where we had to answer things about judgement day and whether or not they were going to have to live with their annoying little brother FOREVER?! NO!!! We reminded them we'd all be perfect by then and then asked for a closing prayer. The cute little boy forgot our names and called us Elder ladies. It was adorable.
Speaking of Elders, ours had a baptism this past week. Yay! He was 30 min late - standard time - but he got baptized. We even had an investigator there, sure he happened to get a call right before the guy got dunked (Satan is a jerk) but he still got to experience the glorious baptismal spirit. He's a for sure Mormon in the near future. We also got to attend my first real Latin wedding. It. Was. Amazing! They had a real live mariachi band, lots of food and it was like 10 hours long. It was in the cultural hall so it gave us a good opportunity to talk to people about the church, but it was too hard not to dance so we couldn't stay long.
This week I've been thinking a lot about the blessings we get from keeping our covenants, the promises we make with Heavenly Father. As Latter-day Saints, we are a covenant people, a people of action and thank goodness because the protection and blessings are what sustain us in this life. I've learned really quickly out here the benefit of obedience and I am so grateful for the covenants of baptism and those from the temple that I've made that give me even more protection, guidance and support of the Holy Ghost. I can feel the power that comes from clinging to the covenants we make with our Heavenly Father. He is wanting and waiting to give us these blessings, He wants to protect us from that jerkstore Satan and the other follies of the world all we have to do is follow Him. We need the sustaining power of our covenants, let us all hold on tightly and remember our purpose here is to obtain everlasting life, something we can only get with the power of these covenants. Hooray for covenants!
xoxo,
Hermana Hall
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