Just a few things I´d like to mention this week. (: Sadly, without pictures. ): My card isn´t working with this computer for now, sooo...The picture from last P-Day at the caves will just have to wait!
First off, our mission is still going nuts with random new missionaries coming in all the time and areas being split without a word of notice haha. So our really great district leader got transferred in the middle of this transfer to go be a zone leader. The last night before he was to leave, we called to give him our numbers, and (of course) he asks is there´s anything he can do for us. We hesitate, carefully choosing our last and final request of Elder Wright.
"Sing us a song." (:
Honestly, he did NOT sing us a song that night. Instead, he asked us to wait until the next morning...Just to fill you all in on some background, Elder Wright is a REALLY good singer and he sang in the men´s choir at BYU. Plus, Elder Holmstead sings a SICK bass, and the other two elders sing great melodies. Sooo the next morning come around, and they sing us one of my FAVORITES.
Be Still, My Soul. It´s not in Spanish, sadly. And wow, I miss it SO much. I definitely cried. (: Luckily they just sang it over the phone, so it was fine to tear up a tad. :P There are some GREAT elders all throughout this mission. So willing to sing to us hermanas. :P
Okay! Are you all ready for our DAY OF MIRACLES we had?!...SO...Remember the familia Ibaseta? Who has had contact with the church and missionaries for SO long, yet are waiting for a dream?? Yeah, well we haven´t seen them. We decided to not pass by for a little, so that they´ll recognize we bring something different into their home.
Well, long story short, this week was a struggle with all of our investigators. We love them to death, but there´s only so much we can do for them. So we decided we would go up north of our area to find "new blood" haha. We say a prayer before we head out Friday, and I turn to my comp, "Hermana...I think Raul has gotten his dream...We need to stop by."
Of course, comes the time where we intend to stop by, and a big ol´ Zonda comes, and we have to head home from the wind. SO LAME. We make plans for Saturday morning, and we head out the next day...We walk across the bridge, and I see Raul on the corner. He sees us walking, waves, and walks over to us. "Hermanas, I need something from you...I need a picture of your "mother church" or temple or something. I´m not sure."
Okayyy...The first thing that pops into my head is the Salt Lake City temple. Raul then gets this big smile on his face..."I had a dream...There was a big white building with all sorts of spires and points on top..." GAH!!! We all go our separate ways after a conversation, and I start tearing up again. Both of us do haha. We found a picture of the Salt Lake Temple, and we stopped by with the bishop the next day...Boy, you should´ve seen the look on his face when we pulled that foto out. He just about cried. He´s been having this dream for 7 months or more now, and it keeps coming back...We´ll going by later this week again to see them and show them a video on temples. (:
Other than that...We´ve been CRAZY busy this week. Literally RUNNING to lessons hahaha. It´s great. (: I´m a little sick, super exhausted, but so loving it. "Run fast. Run hard. To the tape. You can rest later."
CHAU!
-Hermana Lybbert
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