April 21, 2014
Happy Easer Familia! Or
as they say here....Feliz Pascua! :)
I hope your day was
great yesterday and you had a wonderful day reflecting and celebrating the
wondrous news..."That he is risen!"
I actually had a really
good Easter this year. It meant a lot more to me this year than any other year.
All week during studies, I had been studying Easter, reading talks, the Easter
story, and watching movies. Easter morning we ate hard boiled eggs and
Easter candy Hermana Sorensen's mom sent and members gave us (there is no
hiding from candy). We watched "to The End was I born" and both
cried. (I am becoming such a wimp!)
Something I love about
Hispanic culture is their traditions. They have such neat traditions, and I
really have the desire to incorporate some of their traditions in my future
family.
For example, for Easter, the whole week is a "semana santa" (Holy Week). They recognize all of the events leading up to Easter, Christ's resurrection. Like, the last supper, the Passover, his suffering in the garden of gethsemane, and his death. We have been trying to recognize each of the week. It dally put it into perspective the devastation of his death, and the glad and joyous news that he lived again.
For example, for Easter, the whole week is a "semana santa" (Holy Week). They recognize all of the events leading up to Easter, Christ's resurrection. Like, the last supper, the Passover, his suffering in the garden of gethsemane, and his death. We have been trying to recognize each of the week. It dally put it into perspective the devastation of his death, and the glad and joyous news that he lived again.
Although they only eat
fish...I don't think I could do that. The only sad thing is, the majority of
people we saw this week, weren't doing anything, they just talked about what
they did in their country. We went around this week showing everybody the new
video "Because of him" and bore testimony of all we can do thanks to
our Savior. We could tell it meant more for a lot of the people we saw.
This Sunday, during
sacrament meeting, I was feeling very emotional about it all. The sacrament
took on a whole new meaning to me yesterday, I took it with gratitude and joy.
In the closing hymn, I sang the words "de la muerte somos salvos, del
pecado nos libro" which means, "of death we are saved, of sin he
freed us." Instantly I began to cry, which I thought as super weird. But
after the final prayer a Hermano approached me and said he noticed. He was
touched that the words of the song can bring tears, when the Holy Ghost touches
our hearts. He began to get tears in his eyes and says it meant a lot to him.
It meant a lot to me!
We had a really good
week this week. We saw a TON of people.
Noel is getting baptized
this weekend! We were a bit nervous before because he has been so cynical and
tentative about this whole new "God is my Father" thing. There is a
family in our ward that is kind of "Debby Downers" and were telling
us that they think he is not ready and the Elders should try teaching them.
That was a big slap in the face for us. After a lot of prayer, we had another
lesson with him to talk about his baptism.
We had an INCREDIBLE
lesson with him. We asked him why he wanted to get baptized and he said that he
has seen a lot of miracles in his life and he is ready to trust God and feels
like he can admit he needs him. We ended our lesson with a kneeling prayer and
waiting afterward. Noel cried. HE CRIED! That is huge. He has felt so lonely
his whole life, and I think he is finally realizing that he isn't alone. He
never is.
He is so ready for this.
We taught him a few commandments last night, like the Word of Wisdom and Law of
Chastity. In the past he would have questioned it all and not be willing to
live them. But he took them graciously and said he'd be willing to obey God.
It's so incredible. I think the most fulfilling part of missionary work is
watching the change in others.
Tara is ready too! Her
baptism is the next Saturday. We are planning hers too. She has had all of
the lessons and loves it. She loves the gospel more and more.
Yesterday, I went on
splits and went to the 16-17 yr. old Sunday school class to babysit,
because they are such naughty kids to the teacher (and there are 3
investigators in that class!). They all were super reverent because I was
there, but they all got super bored. Haha punks.
We are trying to find
new investigators and track down old ones right now. We have some really good
investigators but we will need news ones once they get baptized! Sadly, a few
of our investigators fell of the map. Sometimes we just can’t get a hold of
them, or sometimes they just get scared and don't want to commit. It breaks my
heart when they don't see how much they need this gospel. But we are excited to
find new fun people!
I had quite a few
embarrassing moments this week. Funny ones. I find that sometimes things are
less embarrassing on your mission because, well you are a missionary. We just
are weird as it is.
This week, we were
leaving a lesson and as we walked outside, we started running for the car
because we were late, and I had to go to the bathroom. Well, it was super
embarrassing because the YW leader of the ward saw us and started honking. We
thought it was some creep so we ran faster. She finally caught up to us and was
laughing so hard because we looked so funny running in skirts.
Then leaving the same
house a few days later, me and Hermana Sorensen were walking back to our car.
Well, sometimes I get awkward wedgies in lessons. So I just fixed it up right
there. The next thing I know I hear a man cracking up behind me. I
look around to see a car full of Hispanic men laughing because they just
saw me. So moral of the story is....if you have to itch your bum, make
sure there are no creepy Hispanic men watching. We had a good laugh about that
one.
I love being a missionary. Some people just treat us like royalty when we come over. We just get the special treatment. Most of the members here are converts, majority of them. They all have a special place in their hearts for the missionaries, those angels that shared with them the gospel. I love being that angel. It makes me grateful for those that taught me the gospel...my missionaries: Parents, teachers, YW leaders, etc.
I hope that you are all
well, and not dying of heat yet in Arizona. I love springtime weather.
Happy birthday Jordan!
You are getting do old, is it weird? :) Best of luck to you in the MCAT, I
will be praying for you. Did you ever get your package?
How fun that you are
putting grass down and everything, and clean windows? I am going to come home
to an entirely different home! And family...Dallin and Lizzie are growing up
way too fast. Haha
Thank you so much, Mom,
for the package! I loved all the clothes. Although it's a little depressing to
me that the size I was before my mission BARELY fits me now. But I got tons of
compliments on the skirt and dresses. Wore them all this weekend. You're
getting so good at picking out things! :)
Thank you all for the
Love and Support, it means a lot to me. So many people ask the missionaries to
pray for them. I love being able to do it, because I know how much I can feel
YOUR prayers. Thank you so much.
Con mucho amor,
Hermana Spencer
1. We went to the zoo last Monday and loved it! This is with the cute panda
2. Riding the metro with Tara and her cousin Jocelyn
3. Loving the springtime!
