GRACIOUS I LOVE MY LIFE!
Man. If you want to be happy, I'm telling ya! Serve a mission and serve it well!
Hermana Jaramillo and I decided to get up offa that thing and work this week. We met or exceeded 4 of the mission's points of excellence! They're the goals for different key indicators, like lessons taught with and without members, references received and contacted, new investigators, etc. that the mission sets nice and high to expand our vision. Our numbers had been pretty melancholy for a little while, so we did some serious reevaluating and changed that business up.
So! We have lots of great new people to teach!
I'm going to be studying super hard this week so that we don't just teach these people; we change their lives by bringing them to Christ. I want to be like Alma and the sons of Mosiah, working miracles left and right by the power of God!
Ha. I can't imagine how many people are reading this thinking
weirdooooooo........
We also had a SWEET ward mission night this week. With the eight missionaries in our ward and the San German ward we did a little talent show ish thing. I sang a pleasant little song, Hermana Moody played the piano, Hermana Jaramillo danced to her glorious Mexican music that everybody adores, Elder China and Elder Escalante did the Gangnam Style thing, and the two super tall gringos danced to Cotton-eyed Joe in cowboy hats. And we all made the audience laugh and sang a hymn. In no particular order. After all that nonsense the two wards presented TONS of food from the three parts of Perú: costa, selva, and sierra. And we talked to investigators and members and took pictures and enjoyed until we ran deep into the 21st hour and had to go plan and sleep.
Sensational.
Oh yeah! And last Monday this lady fried the ends of Hermana J's hair, so on Wednesday she was crying at her desk and chopping it off at the halfway point...therefore, I gave my poor companion a haircut this week. She wanted it straight across, so I did that. In my opinion it's rather fashionable. She likes it. But she also KIND OF JUST A LITTLE BIT looks like Dora the Explorer.
HA also. On Saturday morning I was taking a shower and all that jazz when Hermana Jaramillo screamed bloody murder! I immediately yelled WHAT?! in English and then calmed down and started saying Que, que, que pasó?
A baby rat had run in the door and hid under the dresser.
Oh gracious.
So, I spent a good half hour trying to coax the poor little thing out of the house with a broom while my companion sat on the top bunk and twiddled her terrified little fingers. It was actually fun. I enjoyed myself. Our neighbor, Hno Romero, ended up coming and catching him for us after the lady who lives downstairs came up and made a bunch of hooplah for an hour.
all ready we'll all float on alright
In a word, this week was as EXCELLENT as my companion's impression of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons.
I really love my life.
Give thanks to your Heavenly Father this week!
Quote of the Week...hmm...well, we probably appreciated most the endless
endless
neverending
jokes about flying rats as a chastisement from God according to our disobedience from Elder Schenk.
What a gem.
I love you all so much!
Hermana Hewitt
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