FInally Sunday came and my companion and I woke up at 630 got ready left our house at 735 to walk with Vanessa our super elect investigator and she wans´t home. I have to say I experience my first missionary heartbreak. We walked a total of an hour to find and bring her to church. My heart definitely dropped. We got to church and we had plan and invited 10 people to church and NO ONE was there.. the whole sacrament meeting I sat and pondered what we had done wrong and what we could do to be better and do better things..I felt comferted that my companion did all that WE could do and ut´s up to people to exercise their agency and choose to come. FINALLY! The readon that we had pday today and not yesterday was because yesterday was DIA DE FINADOS! Day of the dead! Our mission president said we had to be at the cemetary from 8am-6pm! Let´s say that we talk to everyone and anyone about the plan of salvation!!!! It was great! My companion was a little ansy because she doesn´t like cemetaries. But everything was great! The cemitaries here are interesting..look them up online! But A really amazing expirience was that we were searching for the elect inbetween these tombs and saw a lady and her saughter sitting my a grave. We went and sat next to them and started talking.. we approached people kind of like Hello! How are you? Who is this your visiting?They Then would say.. and then we would say We have a special message that because Christ ressurected we will too! This life is not the end. This lady said she was visiting her son, her 19 year old son that had died 9 days ago. She explained he was sick. My companion started sharing the gospel and talking about the plan of salvation. The lasy wasn´t crying or anything her daughter was. I thought to myself..I can´t imagine was she feels..or what my mom would feel..I started to feel maybe just maybe a glimpse of what she feels, but i couldnt. My eyes watered and my heat filled with the spirit I opened my mouth in the most broken portuguese EVER! and testified that We absolutely do not undestand how she feels, I dont speak portugues very well but I know that this message that we share is true Christ knows how you feel, he loves you and your family and your son. You will see him again. I know. We then sang her a hymn I knw my redeemer lives.
This week has been a great one. Everytime i feel like i might be understading portuguese or feel like im close to being fluent. I make a street contact and i´m inturrupted by someone and they say your not brazilian where are you from? I´ve gotten that i´m from Hawaii, Peru, Bolivia, someone asked me if i´m president Obama´s daughter?!?!!?!?!?!?!!?!? Haha..I definitely understand more than I speak.. I pray so hard before we teach someone that somehow they will feel the spirit through my portuguese.
That´s all I have for time for..Just know that there are amazing SAINTS here in Brazil. I love Ubá, it´s perfect for me! Pray for Iliani and Shinily, Claudi and Vanessa! Thank you for your prayers and love an support! Have a great week!
Com todo meu amor e coração,