Thursday, November 17, 2016

The One Where Everything Changed

                We had our deep clean p-day. After we finished cleaning the house, we had a ton of time, so I decided to color my hair. Oh my, I realized that there are just some things that I am never going to be able to do on my own and I am always going to need my mom. This is one of them… But I don’t think the mess-ups are too noticeable. Plus it’s not the end of the world, but yep. I need mom. The good news is that right when I opened up the color – immediately the smell almost made me cry. I WAS HOME WITH MOM IN THE SALON!! It brought back so many memories and it made me so happy!


               We were in a lesson with Jorge and Fernanda and her mom. Her mom was talking to me and we were talking for like 20 minutes and she asked me, “Oh what part of Chile are you from?” It was the best thing ever! I told her I was from the United States and she literally wouldn’t believe me. She made me talk in English and show a picture of my family to prove it!
                Then they all started asking me a million questions about the elections. They asked me the good and bad to both Clinton and Trump and I literally know NOTHING, so it’s just awkward because they know so much more than I do but still EVERYONE here talks about the elections with me. Now that I know it works – I’m just going to say I’m from Chile!
                On our way home from zone conference, my companion accidentally left our phone on the bus. After a few appointments we were finally able to find someone whose phone we could use to call our phone. One of the members told us that here in Chile there is like a .0001% chance that someone would find it and turn it in. We called and someone had found it and turned it in to the bus driver! He told us he was in Rancagua but would be back at 7 in the bus terminal of Rengo. We were able to get our phone back without any problem! All the bus driver said when I asked if there was anything we could do for him was “when you pray – will you remember me? I’m Hector.” We couldn’t talk to him any longer since he had to go, but I am so grateful for sweet Hector.
                We had another lesson with Juan Pablo and I LOVE what I learned. We talked a little about the Book of Mormon. Juan Pablo said that it is like a manual for life. Like “how to build furniture.” Everyone wants to put together a beautiful dresser, but you can only get so far without directions. We are so lucky to have been blessed with the instruction manual. Juan Pablo said, “All my life I’ve been carefully building this beautiful furniture. Even though I didn’t use an instruction manual, I was careful and thoughtful when I put the pieces together. Now that I have the manual, I see that mine was close, but I am missing some pieces, and there are a few things put together wrong. I have to be humble enough to fix what I put together incorrectly. Because even though my dresser works and is beautiful to me, it’s not the way God created it to be. I will read the Book of Mormon to order my life in the way God wants it.”
                This weekend is transfers and it’s always fun to guess where everyone is going. This week, me and Hermana Garcia wrote down all the missionaries in our zone and made guesses about if they would stay or go, which zone they would go to, which sector, with which companion, and any assignment (like zone or district leader or trainer.) It was literally like a March Madness bracket. When our leaders called – we had our bracket ready to mark what happened with our zone to see who won.

                We both guessed that one of us would be leaving, but I guessed that I would be leaving and Hermana Garcia guessed that she would be leaving. When Elder Cameiro asked us what we thought would happen, we told him that we think one of us is leaving. He told us we were right. Then he pulled a Ryan Seacrest on American Idol when the winner was between David Archuleta and David Cook and said the first part of the name slowly because it still didn’t give away who would win. Elder Cameiro said, “The one who will be leaving is Hermana Garrrrrr…danier.” I acted surprised even though it’s what I guessed, but my companion got really sad because she wanted to leave.
                Then I asked where I am going, and they told me Curico. (Mom note: Yes this is the city that was the epicenter of the earthquake.) I’m so pumped. I heard it is beautiful there. My new companion is Hermana Christensen and she’s from Utah! I’m excited to see what it is like having a companion from the United States! Also they told me that I am going to be the sister training leader (hermana coordinadora), and oh my, I honestly feel like the most inadequate missionary. God has answered my prayers because He has reassured me that even if I can’t see it, I am prepared and I just need to trust my training. I know I am not even close to being the perfect missionary, but I am in the perfect position to learn so much.
                The best part of it all is that it doesn’t matter if I think I’m ready or not because it’s not about me. It doesn’t matter if I think I can do it or not or if I am good enough because it’s not about that, it’s for the people who I am going to meet. It’s about their search for the gospel and relationship with God. It’s about the other sisters who need help remembering their purpose and divine potential. I hope to be able to help them. I am ready to go and do what God needs me to do.
                It’s been hard saying goodbye. It honestly feels like I’m saying goodbye to my family again. This place is special. It’s sacred ground to me. Leaving is all part of the plan. Sometimes good things have to fall apart so better things can fall together. I guess I did what I needed to here in Rengo. I literally already LOVE the people in Curico.

Nayade and her Father

Raquel

Rengo Members

Rengo Ward Mission Leader


Rengo Young Women

Romina and Mumfred

Dearest Nayade

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