Monday- I am grateful for renovating, cleanliness, The Book of Mormon, and peace.
Tuesday- I am grateful for missions, a loving God, humility, and a loss for words.
Wednesday- I am grateful for clouds, funny conversations, and puppies.
Thursday- I am grateful for rain, participation, and the color white.
Friday- I am grateful for strength, life, and English.
Saturday- I am grateful for trust, tie-less-ness, and productivity.
Sunday- I am grateful for free rides, emotion, spiritual promptings, Vani and her family, and LIFE.
A truly miraculous week out here in Bragança.
We spent our whole pday here cleaning the mess of a dump that this house was, gosh darn, Elders are terrible.
I'm talking graffiti, dog poop in the back, clogged drains, trash never taken out, dust as thick as a milkshake, weird signs/writings all over the place, and more. I'm done with irresponsible young adults.
Although the house after our cleaning was a whole other place.
I also feel the need to mention that a couple of weeks ago I had a nightmare that I was failing math class, hadn't done ANY of the work, didn't ever go to class, had no idea how to do the math, and my teacher was PISSED at me. It was not a comfortable night of sleep.
I hope Mrs. Boucher, my last math teacher, reads this email. Also, I may or may not be anxious about college in a couple of months.
We are terribly effective now because we have technology AND old missionary ways. Hallelujah.
Side note: I hid my *possibly* BEST weekly email under a random title so that only the real ones get to appreciate it.
But if I had would retitle it, it would simple be that GOD KNOWS ALL THINGS.
I tried crab this week, good stuff.
So much symbolism in the color white.
There are times, moments, and nights that are just simply impossible to describe out here on the mission. Tuesday night was that for me. What I saw, felt, experienced, learned, shared, realized, and became because of that night cannot ever be completely expressed. I could write a book on that one night.
I was humbled and felt the ministry of angels to say the least.
There is just so much that happened this week.
Follow your spiritual promptings.
We spent the week in Bragança with the sole purpose/plan/goal to baptize a sweet sweet lady. Her name is Vani.
We met her on Tuesday and invited her to be baptized then taught the Restoration.
Wednesday we taught the Gospel of Jesus Christ and some commandments.
Thursday we taught the Plan of Salvation and some commandments.
Friday we taught the commandments/laws and baptismal questions.
Saturday we read 3 Nephi 11 with her and she had her interview.
Sunday I had the privilege to baptize her.
Vani lives an hour walk from us one way so we had 2+ hours of walking each day-a pure joy.
Somethings that happened while on the daily walk to teach Vani.
(The way included a good 15 minute stretch of what I named 'highway huggin')
-a guy on a bike, out of nowhere, flip over his handle bars and smacked the ground hard- exploding something in the bag he had- in the middle of the road.
-2 guys on horses pass us.
-lots of rain.
-highway spray making my white shirt not so white anymore.
-many thoughts.
-hymns sung.
-a whole litter of puppies show up.
Vani's baptism was simple, sweet, and so emotional. She really said it best.
"I feel like I'm on another world"
It's people like her that make it a blessing to serve and a heartbreak to leave.
What. A. Week.
Back in Itatiba.
31 days and channeling my love for Brazil.