September 18, 2017

Fufu Anyone?

Hola!

So to start, I ate the nastiest food I have ever had this week. I will honestly say I do not like fufu at least from Nigeria, but I here that from Ghana is better, so I will keep an open mind. Just imagine like Mashed potato substance that you grab with your hand and make a little divet to dip into this mucus textured ¨soup¨ with many unknown meats little and gigantic sitting around. Then you don´t chew it, you just swallow and feel the little slivers of meat slide down your throat and you question if it is bone... so yup. I´ll pass on the fufu. But definitely worth the experience!!! 

I love the mission more than anything!

Our Paralympic, future leader of the church is thrilled for his baptism this Saturday! He is very diligently preparing. He loves the Book of Mormon and really is just so prepared. He taught US more than we taught him. He truly is converted and it is just the most incredible thing to witness the change. From the first FHE. presenting him with the Book of Mormon, though a bit quitely proud has just turn to this powerful testimony and committed disciple.

Jheimy´s mom is the cutest most humble and loving woman I have ever met. She loved church, and the focus on the family. She feels so good, and when we left her piso yesterday, she was just thrilled to know like her daughter knows and to pray and ask God. She leaves for Bolivia on the 8th and wants to take the gospel to her family and husband there. We are very excited to help her work towards her baptism on the 7th of October. We finally get to help Maritza with her doubts tonight. 

Which is also the day Edward will finally be baptized! Come to find out, his boss ran off without paying him and he was kicked out of his piso for a bit. But all is good now, and I honestly think it was just the thing to remind him that if he wants something, you have to do the work. Conversion included. But on the way to church, he told us without prompt that he will be baptized on the 7th because that is his mother´s birthday. And he is really working for it, sacrificing sleep for the church, and time for the scriptures. It is just the best to see the blessings that come from the basics.

Miracle. A young man walking his dog fell into step with us, and we just started talking naturally, from Peru, 20, and very prepared to here the gospel. He accepted the Book of Mormon and welcomed us to come share with his family. God guides our footsteps! Just like running into our Eternigator Eduardo in the grocery store as we were headed to the bathroom and finally being able to get to the root of his concerns and having the spirit guide every word of the lesson. He after 9 years of attending church nearly weekly, has never asked God because he expects a big answer and knows he won´t get it like that, but committed to ask. There are more hoops to jump through, but the miracle is that we are finally starting! 

I love being a missionary with my entire being. It is hard in all the best ways and makes the little moments all the sweeter. Won´t lie, Hermana McConkie and I may have even done some heel clicks in an alley way, just because there is nothing that makes me happier than helping others know God! 

I know He lives, loves and guides us, all we have to do is Listen and Let him. 

And work. really. hard.

Con mucho amor,

Hermana Read