THE GIRLS TOOK STATE!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?! AHHHHHH! WATER POLO IS THE BEST SPORT EVER!
This week was full of knocking which means it was an interesting one! haha.
We had a dinner appointment this week with the Sierras, who used to be mission presidents in Mexico. That was a slightly stressful dinner appointment because we definitely had to be on our feet but it was super cool to talk to them about their experiences in Mexico (and also in Colorado, where they served another mission).
On Saturday, I included in my prayer before we went knocking Saturday night to have fun because when you are looking at over two hours of knocking at the end of a day you've already spent knocking, you have to have fun. Well, God answers prayers because during that knocking session we found a bouncer, I played street basketball with a 12 year old while his brother serenaded us, and we met a monkey. Yep. A monkey. It was pretty legit. His name is Max and he belongs to a Cuban family. He kissed my hand. No big deal. Oh, also, an 8 year old sang us the entire frozen song complete with vibratos (or how ever you spell that word).
Also, this week we prayed with someone from Italy and also someone from Egypt. And I thought my broken Spanish was a language barrier. ;) Haha.
Okay. The coolest story of this week was yesterday. We went out to do our hour of knocking yesterday and started down our first street. The first house we saw didn't look like anyone was home, but I saw three prongs on the satelight and figured we might as well try it. We knocked and a super cool english-speaking black guy answered. He was like, "Hey! The missionaries!" and we were like....yeah, cool! You know us! And then told him we were there to say a prayer with him. Then he says "Man, y'alls church works fast. I just got here!"
At this point we are pretty confused. Eventually we figured out that he spent the last 9 months in Georgia where he met the missionaries and started taking discussions. When we knocked in to him, he was stilll unpacking but he had gotten the church information for the English ward texted to him from the missionaries in Georgia yesterday. He was convinced his old missionaries sent us to his door, but we showed him our name tags and all our cards and said "Homie, we are the Spanish missionaries. They wouldn't have sent us." It was super cool because the only person who can work that fast is God. We called the English missionaries while we were with him and got them set up and talked to him about one day serving a mission too. (He's 18). So yeah! That was a cool experience!
The humbling experience of the week was meeting with Vanessa, who is 16. She was baptized about a year ago, but her parents got divorced and her dad isn't a member so she hasn't been back. She said a prayer before we left her house and in it she prayed to be able to pass her test so she could pass 9th grade and graduate highschool, and then said one of the most sincere and humble prayers I've ever heard in my life. That is one of the most amazing things about being here. We get caught up in our own problems and then listen to a prayer like that and realize that we really have to work on humility.
Transfers are next week so my P-day will be Tuesday again. I love all of you and hope you have a good week! And also, I'm STILL FREAKING OUT THAT MY GIRLS WON STATE! THAT IS SOOOOOOO AWESOME!
Okay, I'm really done this time. Make good choices!
-Sister Bren Scadden