Well, I have the results of my blood test. I am very low on
iron. Like, super low. So I´ve been given what I´m calling my iron ´´shots´´.
They aren´t a shot as in injection, they´re like a shot of tequilla. Its a
liquid instead of a pill that makes my tongue feel funny and tastes like cough
syrup. But it should help. One month on, one month off to give my body a break
until I come home and get another blood test to see how its all going.
Whew! Everythings good :)
Had an amazing miracle this week. We passed by this man we had in a list of
names from the missionaries here before us, named Antonio. He´s about 50 and
lives by himself, spent most of his life taking care of his parents who were
very sick until they died. Very kind man.
So we´ve stopped by a few times to talk to him and on Friday
we invited him to church. We explained a little bit about what it is and where,
etc. He seemed interested a little, but nervous. It was interesting to watch
the Spirit working, because both Hna Ancalle and I felt like we needed to wait
for him to decide if he felt like he could come. He had to think for like 3
minutes, when he finally said that he would come if we came to pick him up. Of
COURSE! I love picking up investigators sunday morning. Something you
have to realize here is we had never taught him a real lesson since we can´t go
into his house alone, only talked to him about who we are, etc. Intro
stuff.
And guess what. He was waiting for us when we showed up
yesterday morning. He was waiting outside, and we were a little early. That
sort of thing NEVER happens in Spain, everyone is always late. We´d shown up
early thinking that we would need to help him get out the door. Nope! And
the branch was awesome with him, everyone came up and said hi. And the
principles of the gospel class was charity, nothing too heavy for a first
lesson. And we taught the lesson this week, so he´s a new investigator! First
time I´ve had someone become a new investigator in church. It was pretty
awesome, a huge blessing and miracle from the Lord. It was a reassurance to me
that yes, keep looking. Keep going through the area book and those lists of
people. He´s not the only investigator we´ve found that way here in
Valdepeñas.
So yeah, awesome miracle of hte week. And I´m doing good
health wise too, which is awesome. That should be uphill from now on. The Lord
is just blessing us so much here in Valdepeñas! It´s amazing. And I know its
because we´re trying to work our hardest and be obedient, even though its hard.
Cause somedays, (most days), it´s awfully hard to get yourself to go outside
when its 95 degrees and all you´re going to do is knock doors for 5 hours. But
because we did it and showed our faith and desire to share this gospel, the
Lord is blessing us.
Love you all. I hope you can see those blessings in your lives as well. If not,
keep looking! I promise they´re there. And you´ll see them even more with
obedience and faith.
Email hugs,
Hna Woolley
You know you´re a missionary ( In Spain) when....
-Your feet are bigger than they were a year ago becaues
they´ve swollen up some
- Sleep is priceless
- you´ve got legs of pure muscle
-you cross the street just to walk in the shade
-You´re using a plastic waterbottle thats a little too
old. But just a little.
-you have no shame praying in the middle of the street after
a miracle
-you have to say ¨NO, we aren´t Jehova´s witnesses.´´
- you have spiritual highs after lessons.
-you freak out at the sight of American frosting in the
grocery store. (There´s food from all over South America here, but nothin´ from
good ol´ ´Merica)
-You see miracles every day
-Prepare a sunday school lesson over the phone with the
Elders in 5 minutes Saturday night. (Sometimes we don´t have any prep time to
teach or give a talk)
- Can´t have a normal conversation that dosen´t lead to
doctrine.
-you check the mailbox everytime you come into the building,
even though you already checked it this morning and know there aren´t any
letters.
Yup. That´s pretty much it. We´re living it up out here in
Valdepeñas. Working hard and loving the people and learning lots. Hermana
Ancalle is teaching me so much, especially about how to teach better.
I got my ´´trunky papers´´ this week, basically a letter
from president reminding me to work hard until the end and little chores I have
to do before the end of my mission. Everyone dreads getting this letter, it
means your old (in mission time). But I´m determined to work hard until the
very last day, I would hate to find out in the next life that I missed helping
someone that desperately needed us.
Don´t ever deny those spiritual promptings that come. Thomas
S. Monson has shared a story with us about that, if you remember. And those
times that I haven´t talked with someone, I have those people´s faces graved
into my memory. Its one thing I´ve really tried so hard to learn out here. I¨m
still terrified to talk to people often (especially calling people. my least favorite
thing to do), but I¨ve learned that if I don´t overcome that fear then those
people will continue to be lost and feel that thier prayer wasn´t answered.
When in fact, it was, I just didn´t do my part. The Lord needs us!! He needs us
to answer other peoples prayers. Heavy, right? Worth remembering. Its something
I´m still working on and I know I´ll have to fight off that fear every day of
my mission. But it´ll be worth it. It´s always worth it. So listen and then
take that step before fear can tell you it wasnt a prompting, etc.And I promise
you´ll feel so, so good. There´s nothing like the feeling of following a
prompting and seeing the result.
Love you all so much!!!! Hope you have a good week.
Hna Woolley
