it´s been a more productive week than the last- I think the work is slowly picking up. We´re teaching Matthew and Joy´s son, who is nine and hasn´t been baptized yet, but he´s accepted a baptismal date for October. He´s a really sweet boy- good to his mom and his little sister, and very bright. It´s a joy to teach him because he really thinks about what we say and it sticks with him... even if he gets distracted when my companion is struggling to find a word in Spanish.
Things are great with Hna. Brown. She´s still frustrated by the language, but we find better ways to help her practice and prepare every day, and the people love her. She really is such a wonderful person, and we find reasons to laugh every day, particularly when people talk about- you guessed it- ALIENS.
We went to visit one of our investigators in her store (where she lives) and met her friend Osa, who sometimes helps in the store. He said he´d met missionaries before, and we clarified a few things that he didn´t know, and taught him more about the Book of Mormon. Then he went off on an alien theory he´d heard about- it was a little blurry, but it involved ancient instructions on how to build WW2 weapons that the Germans used that had been left by the aliens, and how the pyramids were constructed by the aliens, and that Adam and Eve were put here by, yup, aliens, and that outstanding people are aliens and that when the Savior ascended into heaven...
That´s where I had to draw the line and tell him it was not by a tractor beam, and no, He was not an alien. Hna. Brown had a hard time keeping a straight face, I think.
We had a really powerful lesson with the woman who owns the store- Lexi- about the Book of Mormon. It was incredible the way we felt the spirit testifying through us and bearing witness that what we said was true. I know the words we used were given to us, because after the lesson we discussed how we´d each said things the other felt impressed to say. I hope I never forget that feeling.
We have a few new investigators- probably the most promising is Fabiola, a friend of a less active member. We went to visit Cristiani, and she was there. We taught a short lesson because she didn´t have time, but she says she just wants to know what to believe in. She accepted a copy of the Book of Mormon and we´re meeting with her again today.
We´ve had some miracles with people approaching us in the street this last week- we greeted one man and he nodded at us thoughtfully- I was torn between talking with him and walking on, since we were late to an appointment. I did the stupid thing and kept walking, but he showed up behind us at the door while we waited for the family to buzz us in and asked who we were and what our church was. He gave us his number and told us he was interested- I´m excited to follow up with him, and the other people we met this week.
Some days are long, and can only be survived with a cup of ice cream, but I love this work, and I testify that it is the work of the Lord, and that I see His hand in each life we meet and know that He loves His children and prepares them to come home to Him. I love Him and couldn´t be happier to serve.
I love you all and have you in my prayers.
Love, Hna. Johnson
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