Week 8

Mom!So our apartment is Niiiiiiiice. We are the first one's there. Oh, PS I didn't tell you but we opened a new area. Yep. It's like everything I ever worried about before I got here "What if I open a new area? What if everyone speaks spanish and I never have any idea what's going on? What if I get a new apartment and there's no ketchup in the fridge? What if I have to ride bikes?" Naaaaah. Yeah it happened. haha. I'm so grateful for it though, and to be here and the people I've met even though the work is kinda slow right now. We are just busy finding people. Like I said, Hna Chavarria is like a champ at finding people. I'm good at saying hi. So we work together. I'm like "Hi, how are you? You have a nice yard." and then she takes it from there! Hahah. Then we're like "Have you heard of our church?" And they say "No, I'm catholic." And the next thing I know we're going to meet with them on saturday at 6. It's amazing. Hispanic people are so humble. I just love them, even though I don't understand a lot of what they're saying ever.So this week was a week of miracles. There's a verse in Ether 12 about how Ether proficied of all these great things and it said "The people didn't see them becasue they Saw them not." You could say that they didn't believe cuz they didn't see... which I'm sure happened. But I like to think that they didn't see them because they weren't looking. So I wrote down all the miracles that happened this week and my eyes were opened! Even if it was just the wind when I felt like I was dying of heat, or the fact that people still talked to us even though we were covered in sweat, or someone that accepted to learn more. Miracles are everywhere. And Hermana Chavarria learned to ride a bike! She's such a good example to me, like- totally wrecked on our way to a district meeting and she's got some great cuts to show it. I was looking for people to give us a ride home but she's like "No, we're getting back on the bikes." Amazing. (I feel like I need to be like that with the Spanish... haha. A lot of times I just want to be like - uhhh.. no hablo espanol. Haha.) But what was cool was when we went to go get some neosporin for her cuts ... they were like 7 bucks each. But this worker came up as we were getting some and he's like "Oh, that's on sale for $3.99 today" Miracle. It was awesome!Okay so I want to tell you about a less-active named Milagro. (That's "Miracle" in Spanish :) ) She's just like Aunt Stacy but older and Hispanic. haha. I just love her. She was baptised 7 years ago, and the only reason she's less active is cuz her mom has cancer and she can't leave her or find anyone to take care of her sundays. And she takes care of her grandkids. Literally the most amazing woman ever. And we gave a little lesson on faith, and I added my two cents in baby spanish and she was like "I like it when you speak spanish." K, like just a little compliment but it made my whole life. Haha. She didnt' even say I was good at it, but I just feel like people want to rip their ears out when I speak spanish to them. haha. So the little comment made my whole day. It'll come. Miracles after faith.I love you so much! I can feel the prayers clear over here. Seriously, it's like when you don't think you can do it anymore the angels are literally round about. And I know it's from your prayers, so thank you. Let me know how everything's going. I Love you!!! Oh mom, Thank you so much for everything. Thank you for the letters and the prayers. I thank Heavenly Father every day for you, and our family.Love you! Good luck!hermana Johnson