I can´t even begin to write the number of miracles that happened this week. It has FLOWNNNNN by. I feel like very single week time is passing faster and faster.
We had the neat chance to be in a capilla abierta the past week. This is an activity and Elder Wattles and I had the job of talking to people in the neighborhood and inviting them to come tour the church building. The activity was from 4 to 8pm, and we had gone all out inviting people to come, but we hadn't had much luck. In the last 20 minutes, we felt impressed to walk to a park and try and talk to the people playing. We tried with a few families, but they didn´t want to come with us. With maybe 10minutes left in the activity, we saw a man sitting on a bench and decided to go talk to him. We sat next to him and started to talk about his life and how he was doing and he started to tell us about his situation. He told us he was homeless and had been living on the street for a few months. He said that he didn´t feel like there was anything left in life for him and that he had tried to commit suicide that very same morning. We shared with him the importance of our lives, and our divine potential and he agreed to come with us to the activity. The missionaries taught him more about God and Jesus and the healing power of the atonement. During the activity, I felt like we didn´t have any success because we hadn´t gotten many people to come with us. I was able to see the blessings of working until the very end. Imagine if we would have given up and ignored the impression and not went into the park. Our testimonies can help other people and it is important to keep working until the very end even though we might feel like the fruits will never come.
Another little miracle that happened yesterday. About a week ago, we contacted a mom in the doorstep of her house during a division with Elder Burrnet. Yesterday night, we were close to her house after finishing with an appointment, and we felt like we needed to stop by to see how she was doing. We got to the house, yelled halo and she came out in tears. She told us that after 22 years of living in her house, she and her family where being evicted because the previous owner had died her children had somehow claimed the house. They had to move the next day. We shared about how obedience brings blessings and how God takes care of us when we are faithful. We asked her if we could offer a prayer to bless her and her house and she invited us in. Once we were inside, we offered a prayer with her and her whole entire family of 10 people then shared about our purpose
as missionaries. It strengthened my testimony of the spirit to know that we had been guided to her house right when she needed comfort.
Being a missionary is marvelous. I am loving every single second of life. I hope you guys are great too! Thank you for the continued support and love. Keep writing and sending pictures!