On Saturday a hurricane hit another state in Mexico close by, but we got hit by the edge of it, and man it rained! It rained so bad that our mission president told us to go back to our house until it lightened up. When we were walking a cross one of the bigger streets here, we were walking in water that was up about the middle of my calf. We were soaked! When it lightened up later, I went out in my rainboots. It feels like the cold came all of a sudden. Friday was hot, and Saturday it was cold in the morning and cool during the day. It was the same Sunday and today. I busted out my cardigans because I used to the hot weather now.
On Wednesday, we went to another area and contacted as a zone to help some of the Elders in our zone. They literally have no one, and after contacting in their area, I can understand, because they are really good elders, but hardly anyone wanted to listen to us. It made me really grateful for my area Loma Linda.
On Friday, we had one of the weirdest lessons I ever gave. We were contacting, and there was a lady making and selling tortillas on the side of the road. We asked her if we could help her with anything, and I made a joke about how I wanted to learn how to make tortillas, and she thought I was for real walking around looking for people to teach me how to make tortillas, then she thought we were looking for work for money or food. We explained that we were missionaries, but I'm not so sure she understood. She gave us food and told us that she wanted us to teach her nephew English. She said we could teach him the gospel too, as long as we were teaching him English. We tried to leave a lot, but she kept giving us food. When we finally left, it was 15 minutes until 9, and we were about an hour walk from the house. We had enough money for a taxi, but there weren't any taxis in the street, so we were speeding walking and staring at the road looking for a taxi. I prayed really fast in my heart for a taxi, and one came! He charged us exactly what we had. It just proved to me that as long as we are willing to give everthing to the Lord, He will always give us a way to do His will and receive the blessings He has prepared for us.
The funny thing about a mission is that you're tired and your feet hurt all the time, but in the same moment you are extremely happy. It's kind of weird how happy I feel, even though I get rejected over and over and over again during the day, and we don't have a lot of people to teach, but I'm just happy. It's because I know I'm doing the Lord's work here, and when we do the Lord's work, we will receive blessings. I love being a missionary! It's hard, but it's more than worth it!
I love all of you!
Hermana Stevenson
On Wednesday, we went to another area and contacted as a zone to help some of the Elders in our zone. They literally have no one, and after contacting in their area, I can understand, because they are really good elders, but hardly anyone wanted to listen to us. It made me really grateful for my area Loma Linda.
On Friday, we had one of the weirdest lessons I ever gave. We were contacting, and there was a lady making and selling tortillas on the side of the road. We asked her if we could help her with anything, and I made a joke about how I wanted to learn how to make tortillas, and she thought I was for real walking around looking for people to teach me how to make tortillas, then she thought we were looking for work for money or food. We explained that we were missionaries, but I'm not so sure she understood. She gave us food and told us that she wanted us to teach her nephew English. She said we could teach him the gospel too, as long as we were teaching him English. We tried to leave a lot, but she kept giving us food. When we finally left, it was 15 minutes until 9, and we were about an hour walk from the house. We had enough money for a taxi, but there weren't any taxis in the street, so we were speeding walking and staring at the road looking for a taxi. I prayed really fast in my heart for a taxi, and one came! He charged us exactly what we had. It just proved to me that as long as we are willing to give everthing to the Lord, He will always give us a way to do His will and receive the blessings He has prepared for us.
The funny thing about a mission is that you're tired and your feet hurt all the time, but in the same moment you are extremely happy. It's kind of weird how happy I feel, even though I get rejected over and over and over again during the day, and we don't have a lot of people to teach, but I'm just happy. It's because I know I'm doing the Lord's work here, and when we do the Lord's work, we will receive blessings. I love being a missionary! It's hard, but it's more than worth it!
I love all of you!
Hermana Stevenson