Oh, Spain

First things first. Maria Weber, I´ve been told to let you know that Luisa en El Puerto makes pancakes with the missionary´s every week. I was on intercambios with an hermana that served in El Puerto a few months ago. She loves Luisa! 

We´ve had an interesting week. We had intercabios this week with Hermanas from another city. I was here in Sevilla this time and... lets just say it didn´t go as well as it could of. I know our area pretty well, but some areas better than others. We had this cita to visit an older lady in our ward and our cita right before that failed, so I figured we would walk instead of taking hte bus and talk to people on the way. 

Well, it was further than I thought. And we got totally lost. We were on the right main street but it´s a really long street and I couldn´t figure out for the life of me where we were on the long street, even with the map. We eventually did find the members house, but I felt bad for dragging my temporay comp around everywhere. And then the next mornign every single one of our plans failed, including our back ups. BUT, we got chu ches (have I explained these yet? They´re little chewy candies in all sorts of flavors and shapes, you buy them individualy for .05) and that always makes things  better.

 Our  three main investigators Cristofer, Luis, and Karina have been struggling some. Karina still comes to church every week, but  we´re struggling to know what to share with her. And when we invited her to baptism again this week it didn´t go as we hoped. It´s always kind of difficult to keep the spirit strong in her home because people are always coming and going in her home. She told us she doesn´t feel ready yet, which is always hard to hear. Especially when we are so sure she IS ready. We know it, she just doesn´t know it yet. The other two men are really struggling right now. Cristofer had a day set to get baptized a few weeks ago, but life got hard and now we´re struggling to help him stay close to the spirit. His friend, Luis, is really trying to be a better person he just has a ways to go. But I have faith that one day soon they will be ready! 

This weekend was Andalucia day and a teacher work day, so with teh long weekend everyone went out of town. So we had two days where we competed to see who could step on the crunchiest leaf. We would literally go 20 or 30 minutes without seeing ANYONE in the street. Thats just how Spainish holidays are. Everyone just.... dissapears. No idea where they all go.

 But Sunday we went to a pueblo to look up some ladies that a lady in Hna Bangerter´s home ward had taught. We went witht he elders that work in that area and it was a miracle we found the ladies. One her daughter drove up just as we were about to leave. It´s a miracle we even found the streets because neither companionship knew the pueblo very well (these elders have like 4 towns they work and haven´t worked this one before). But we met a lady walking her dog who said she lived on the first street, after asking 3 or 4 other people that had no idea. And then on the bus ride back to Sevilla we met this man our age who is from Toronto and is here teaching english. And HE asked US for our number! This NEVER happens. And he lives in the same pueblo as the elders, so that was a huge miracle. 

It´s been a good week. I´ve had to really keep learning how to hand over this work to the Lord. It´s hard sometimes to know how to do that. But i´ve really worked to try and hand it all over to him this week. I´ve really realized hwo little we do. Because we can teach and teach and try really hard to relate to the people and teach them thingws we think will help. But there comes a point where it´s all between them and the Lord. We can do our best, and we should. But ultimately, we´re just here to give these people information and show them how to find their answer. It´s not much, honestly. The scripure Alma 36:3 has been one we´ve been sharing lately and has come to mean a lot more to me this week than ever before. 

Love you all a lot!!! Random food of the week: a sugar covered dougnut filled with nutella. Dougnuts here are SO soft!!! And we were fed pasta that had all the parts of a chicken in it, heart and all. Chicken insides are grey once cooked, in case you were wondering. 

Loves,

Hna Woolley