Hola! my lovely, beautiful family. So nice to talk to you
again.
This week has been packed full of things. I always have to
look back at my journal for the beginning of hte week because it seems so far
away. It´s kind of wierd to think about.
At the beginning of the week I went on intercambios with the
SHE´s (Hnas with more experience to help the other hnas.) It was super, super
fun. It was exactly what I needed. We laughed a lot and I got to meet lots of
cool people, eat good food, be WARM (there heater works better than ours. And
they have real water pressure!), all sorts of fun things.
On my way back the SHE going back to Dos Hermanas (the
pueblo) said that my companions were in a cita so they´d be late getting to the
bus stop. So when I got back to Sevilla I sat down and started reading Our
Heritage. And I read. And read. After like 30 minutes I went to stand in a
more obvious part of the station, thinking we were missing each other. I stood
there for almost 30 minutes, looking for them. I wasn´t nervous or anything,
just bored. So when I got tired of standing I went and sat back down. A few
minutes later they found me. They´d been looking for me for like 30 minutes and
had even called the SHE´s. They´d just been looking in a different part of hte
station, thinking I´d come from that side. Kind of funny, we got teased about
it some. I kind of enjoyed having time to read Our Heritage, but I´m
sure everyone else was stressed.
While with Hna Wilcox (the SHE) we watched one of her dads
talks as we went to bed, called ¨¨His Grace is Suficcent¨¨ By Brad Wilcox. I´ve
heard it before but not for a long time. It was perfect, it was exactly
what I needed. It helped me feel peace and the love of the Lord in a way I
hadn´t even realized I needed. But once I felt it I realized I´d been aching
for that feeling for a few days. Not that I hadn´t been feeling loved, but that
talk just hit me in just the right spot. She gave me a copy of hte talk (in
Spainish :) ) and I think it will be one of my favorites for a long time.
It uses and analogy that I just love. Bro Wilcox compares
grace to a piano student. Mom pays for the lessons. And mom doesn´t ask for us
to pay her back, and neither does the piano teacher. All they ask for is
practice. It doesn´t get rid of the debt, but it is what is asked of the
student. I love this comparison to Christ and his Atonement. We will never,
ever be able to pay him back. But he´s not asking us to. He´s asking us to
follow his example and practice being good people. Also, the student isn´t
expected to play a symphony perfectly. It´s not Carnagie Hall or nothing.
We´re allowed to hit wrong notes. We just need to keep practicing.
I love this. Love it, love it. If you have time, I highly
encourage you to read the talk. Seriously.
It´s one of those things that was the tipping point to
changing something in my life. That was at the beginning of the week, adn this
week I´ve felt so much closer to the Lord than ever before in my life. It
wasn´t just hte talk, it was a bunch of other things leading me, but I´ve hit a
point where I´ve started to really change. I´ve really decided to let God
change me, and it´s making all the difference.
So, Sevilla wise, things are going good. We have been
talking to lots of people and I actually know some people´s names from the
ward. I love our investigators a ton! They´re all really nice people who just
want to come closer to Christ. Now they just need to decide for themselves that
the things we´re teaching them are the way to do so. And we need to find some
more people, but I feel that like thats always the case. And my legs are
going to be SO strong after Sevilla. We walk everywhere here because the bus is
pretty expensive, even with a card. So unless its more than a 30 min away
walking, we walk.
Love you all! Email hugs for everyone!!
Hna Woolley
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