BINGO Remix

From a baptism last week with Hna Bradshaw and Hna Raney.

I got to spend a day back in my first area this week which meant I got to call BINGO again. It was the best feeling ever when I walked in the door and half of the room passed out on the floor. Wendy, the Asian ring leader then came, grabbed my hand and escorted me around the room so I could say hello to everyone as they all clapped and chanted "9er, 9er". I swear, I'm not even making this up. If it wasn't so darn hilarious I would have been crying my eyes out I was so touched. As old and as terrible as their memories must be, they remember me over 8 months later. That's so cool. I'm so famous. To old people. Anywhooo...it was so great to see some of the families that I loved so much. Those that put up with me when I really couldn't speak a lick of Spanish. That's true love. It was so nice to see that people really did remember me and that I made an impact on their life. I had to be pried away from a few moms that burst into tears the moment I walked into the door. Wow. I had no idea I meant so much. Then I remembered why. I'm a missionary for the Lord. The love that I have expressed to these families is just a portion of the love the Lord has for them. No wonder they love missionaries so much. What a blessing it is to me that I even get to be a part of that. Ah love. It's the best.

 

We've had a mini missionary here this week. She just graduated high school and is with us to get a feel for how mission life is. She was just going to be with us 1 week but she is loving it so much she asked to stay a few more days. It's been really nice having her here...her and my new companion are the same age so they get along really well and I've just been making them give all the lessons. It's a little break. Speaking of break...when I went off on exchanges last week, she rolled her ankle so she's been gimping around now for the past several days. We look like quite the spectacle carrying around with us everywhere we go our own little mini missionary. Her mom is going to kill me when she gets her back, I specifically promised she would not be injured. Oops.

 

As usual, we've had a string of random and/or hilarious events occur this past week. We got a call during our studies last week to go help out this women who fell but couldn't get up. I told the Elder on the phone that maybe she should call 911 instead of the missionaries. Well, he said, I think she's alright, she just wants company. Oh. Ok. That we can do as long as she also wants to get baptized. We went over and as soon as she saw us she just began to weep. Then she held on to each of us for about 10 min a piece. I thought to myself, only on a mission would I hug a stranger that was crying alligator tears and for sure some snot all over my dress. Wow. We sure are blessed with the ability to love just about anyone. Not everyone, but pretty close. Later we ran into a cute old Indian lady who informed us that Jesus said to never let anyone kick you in the butt. Then she demonstrated by bending over. I love Indians. The rest of my week felt a lot again like a mother duck...I've got 2 cute ducklings waddling behind me at all times. The best is when I stop and they ram right into me. Maybe that's more like Lemmings. Man, I loved that game!

 

The hot item right now in the mission is the 2013 EFY album. Any missionary that has it is now the most popular missionary in the area. Instant cool. Missionary life is so weird.

 

xoxo,

Hermana Hall