Welp, this week has been a crazy one. We got transfer calls, and Sister Jones and I will be staying together for my last transfer. I am excited to be finishing up in this ward. I love them too much to leave them. We are getting sisters back in our house, so that will be fun. We are really excited about that, BUT we are most excited about this...
Rolando got baptized. We are so excited. He is just such a sincere guy. He bore his testimony to our bishop in broken English and the Bishop had tears in his eyes afterwards. It is precious. Funny side note: The elder that baptized him is from St. Johns. Right before he baptized Rolando he said, "It's pretty cool that I am baptizing a Round Valley girl's investigator." HAHA it's ok though because I had to teach him how to say the baptismal prayer in Spanish. Rolando is awesome. We love him!!
I made a list this week of all the really awkward things that I did. Here they go:
1. We have driving past this less actives house for months now in hopes that the gate will be open. We drove past and someone was leaving the house. We pulled the car overs super fast, bailed out, and just stood there and waved. HEHE the awkwardly came over and eventually invited us over for dinner on Wednesday. They are getting reactivated by our awkwardness. I just know it.
2. We were invited to teach in a Sunday School class for the youth on Sunday. The teacher and I were doing a role play and I accidentally married myself to him by what I said. He's single and not that old and the kids kind of just chuckled. UGH! Missionary problems.
3. Had to share my testimony in Zone conference because I'm almost done. I don't know why, but a quote from Hairspray came to my head, so i said it. I said, "God has a plan for every one of us. You can either fight it, or you can rock out to it. It's your choice." And then I closed it my testimony "in the name of thy son, amen." crap. Whose son? Their son? I swear. i just get more dumb every week, but o well. At least I'm still good looking, right?
Sister Jones and i stopped at a little tienda (store) off the side of the road. We bought Jaritos like good Spanish missionaries. The carbonation made me sick, but a crazy thing happened. We had been at a house earlier that no one was living at. They had a lime tree, so we took a couple so they wouldn't go bad :). For some reason, I felt like if I ate a a lime it would settle my stomach. So, Sister Jones squeezed the juice out of one for me, I drank it, and sure enough. I felt better. How I knew that a lime could do that, don't ask? The Spirit must have told me.
That's about it for me. I love you all a lot. Here is a little tidbit I read from Neal A. Maxwell this week. I love him. It says:
"When in situations of stress we wonder if there is any more in us to give, we can be comforted to know that God, who knows our capacity perfectly, placed us here to succeed. No one was foreordained to fail or to be wicked. When we have been weighed and found wanting, let us remember that we were measured before and we were found equal to our tasks; and, therefore, let us continue, but with a more determined discipleship. When we feel overwhelmed, let us recall the assurance that God will not over program us; he will not press upon us more than we can bear (D&C 50:40)."
I know that is true. Don't fret, guys. You've got this. Love you tons!
Hermana Gardner
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