The Missionary Life of: Week 53

Hola todos!!!

This week was a pretty good week!

We went to Sausalito and Hermana Mendez was so excited about it. It's a little touristy town so it reminded her alot of New York. We went and shopped around for a tiny bit. I got a pair of socks on super sale that have reindeers on them and one sock says mistle and the other says toes. Haha get it like mistletoes they make me smile quiet a bit.

We also searched for a floral tie for Elder Field and ended up walking into the fanciest suit place ever seen that was chalk full of ties over $200 so that was amazing. The prestine old men working there looked at us like we had no idea what the world was. I felt like I needed a British accent and a cup of tea to be able to be among them. Our measly missionary status just wasn't good enough. :)

We really are working on getting to less actives from the branch list and asking who people know. It's taking some time but has turned some good results we are finding less actives that haven't been contacted for a while. I will say sometimes it's hard, we want to find new people to teach so bad and we have been stumped on how to find them. We know they are there. Satan knows what he's doing so some days are hard to see the success that was had but I know like Preach my Gospel says the Lord puts no effort to waste.

Not a ton happened this week there was finding going on and rain, haha a lot of rain. But we did meet with Jairo and it was so awesome we really dug deep with him to find where his testimony is and he really has such a pure desire to come closer to God. He recognizes there can be a difference with Christ in his life and he wants to take it. He is our only really solid investigator right now and it's the greatest thing to teach him. It makes me smile every time and he still has a desire to be baptized and learn more about the message.

I feel extra grateful this week and I wanted to share with you on this week that I hit one year as a missionary. ONE YEAR! :D

I was discussing with my companion testimonies and yesterday the spirit very much told me I needed to bear my testimony in sacrament meeting. This work isn't about me but in doing a work that is no way centered on me I have found me.

A mission wasn't in the plans I had for myself but how grateful I am that the spirit was able to slap me to the right path. I began my mission as someone determined to do what God wanted me to do because that's what you are supposed to do, someone with faith enough to follow the prompting to go on a mission, and someone not quite aware of what I'd been blessed with.

I am now someone who wants to do everything the Lord has in store for me, someone who wants to make no decision unless the Lord is the guiding factor, I want to rely on the Lord for everything that there is. I am a person who has a testimony and faith I didn't know was possible. I don't know when and I don't know how but my testimony, my love, and my faith for this gospel has exploded. I can feel it in my heart more than anything else and it makes me smile.

I'm someone who has begun to understand just how much this gospel means, just how much our Savior is to each one of us, just how important and how much of a blessing the spirit is. The gospel has become my favorite topic to discuss, my heart fills with adrenaline when I'm asked a question that I can bear testimony about. I could go on for days about who I am now compared to who I was when I started. Everyone always told me a mission was the greatest thing to happen to them and it took me sometime but I finally understand that statement. My mission has been the greatest decision I have ever made and has changed the course of my life forever. :)

Don't worry I know I've only scratched the surface of what the Lord has to offer and that there are way too many things to list that I need to learn and improve but how excited I am to continue on the path I have begun.

I think sometimes we expect our faith to be built by huge experiences including angels and trumpets and all but faith isn't built by that. It is built with small moments of continuation and perseverance, a half-said prayer at the end of a really hard day, and a diligence when you aren't sure what you are doing. No angel has come and no mountain was moved in front of my eyes but little things each and every day for a year have shown me, taught me, and transformed me.

I am grateful, so grateful, for the me I have found while trying to turn and focus on everything but me. I have no doubt the Lord knew the only way I would begin to find my true potential was by serving a mission. So here's to a year and to six more months that will probably very well go by way to fast. Here's to a testimony I love that I didn't know I could have. :)

Love you all lots and I hope your week is awesome.

Les quiero

Hermana foster