Wednesday, February 24, 2016

February 22, 2016

Mi Familia Mexicana!!


Can you believe only 2 weeks left? I honestly don't feel it at all. The trunkyness hasn't hit at all. Although this week on My Plan we are doing "Dating and Temple Marriage" BLECK. Mom and dad, I hope you are okay with my plan to live in your house for the rest of my life. That is my "Dating and Temple Marriage" plan. "I my a baby." haha

This week was really good. We started it off with a SPECTACULAR Noche de Hogar at the church. The turn out was fantastic. Hna Pimentel and I had 6 investigators there and they all thought it was exactly what they needed. We talked about the atonement and forgiveness and watched the video of the guy whose family dies in the car crash. They were all crying and they all loved it. It was kind of awkward at the beginning but then the elder turned the time over to us and we livened things up with a fun game of Dedal lleno de agua also known as thimble full of water. Mom, I honestly don't know why you hate that game so much, everyone I've thought it to here LOVES it. haha We had a good spiritual time and also a lot of laughs. 

This week I have been reminded time and time again that the trials we go though, are specifically for us to help us grow and become better. Heavenly Father knows each of His children so well and He will never give us anything that we can't handle. So many of the people that we are teaching have health problems or family problems or addictions that they blame others or even God for. They have such a hard time seeing the blessings that the Lord has prepared for them through their trails. They blame God for giving others a better life than what they have. Something that I have found comfort in during the last week and also during my trials is the knowledge that I have that we were spirits before we came to this earth. We were spirits living with our Heavenly Father and we had a desire to become like Him. He proposed a plan to us which included us coming to earth, experiencing trials and sickness, and all manner of bad things. We knew what that was and we had faith that we would be able to come here, rely on the Lord and the atonement of Christ and get though all the trials that would be placed in our way. We accepted His plan, we have our bodies and now is time to use the knowledge that we have to get us back. Though the Savior, all things are possible. 

This week we were able to get a lot of CRMA work done too. One of them invited us to their sons birthday party. He was turning 13 and he told us that he LOVES chocolate chip cookies. I told him that I'd bring him some cookies and we was so excited. This kid is the cookie monster in human form! haha I made 40 good chocolate chip cookies and he ate 20 of time in the first 20 minutes of us being there. His dad was like "see, we told you he LOVES cookies." He kept saying "this are the best cookies I have ever eaten. Will you bring them when you come over again?" I think I gave the kid diabetes. haha Anyways, the start to the party was awkward but then towards the end, the wife (who isn't a member) and her sisters sat down and talked with us. They talked to us for 2 hours and we have return appointments with all of them. It was such a cool experience. They loved talking to us and felt the spirit. I'm glad we went and brought the cookies. (They were a huge success with everyone)

The hardest part about nearing the end of the mission is meeting all the cool people and knowing I won't be here for their baptisms. I love all of these people so much and have developed relationships with them, I pray for them, I love them and I wont be here anymore. It almost makes me want to slow down and put some walls us but I know that won't do any good. I've decided to work harder and help more people out. I can plant the seeds even if I wont be here for the Harvest. All the people here have become my family and I love them so much. It is going to be so hard to leave them. Maybe I'll just move back here?! haha 

Have a good week. Don't get trunky now, ya hear?!

Love,
Hermana Porter
 
Jessica's Birthday



Our STL's stole our clothes while we were playing sports.  I had no clue.  I walked in and said, "Hermana's have you seen our clothes?"  They were laughing and I was like, "What? OUR CLOTHES ARE MISSING!"  Hna Pimentel said, "Ummm... They are wearing them!"
 

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