I Was Devastated... and no I can´t spell. Every 6 weeks there is the possibility that we move to a new area with a new companion. Well, after six months in my Beloved Vicente López, I suppose it's my turn to be transferred. We waited for the phone call last night with anticipation and terror, we knew something would happen, and we had heard that they are planning to split my area again (We have been working the entire area of Vicente López) so I thought for sure I would stay because I´m the only sister who knows the area..... but it wasn´t meant to be. I´m now in Villa Urquiza with Hermana Kapp and we are splitting the area. I´m super excited, but there is definitely some bitter sweet feelings. I will miss hermana binks dreadfully.
OK so what happened last week.
Juan Carlo (we found 4.5 months ago) came to Church! By himself!!!! He came because he was looking for comfort and he knew where to find it. He´s so close. And he wants to know for himself the truth of the gospel. Dario wants to get married and go to the temple. I finally found Nicolas. He´s this kid with dread locks that I´ve seen about 7 times and I´ve been trying to talk to him, but he was always outside the train or colectivo when I was inside or vise versa or on a bike, or I didn´t see him until he was already far away. He´s your classic Bob Marley type, total hippie, but very white. We have an appointment with him this week. I won´t be there, but I´ll be praying that hermana binks will be able to invite him to come unto Christ and Help him receive the restored gospel. He's a really great person, I´m just sad I won´t get to teach him. Silvie has decided that for now she doesn´t want to spend time learning about the gospel, which broke my heart. You get so close to people as a missionary and you see their lives changing and then something happens and they don´t want to learn. I know that her desire will return. We´ve found a lot of new people who have desires to learn and we have finally been able to enter homes that we thus far haven´t been able to. I love my ward and I will miss them.
This I´ve learned about myself
I´m observant - this week on the colectivo I was watching a couple and the man indicated with his eyes to his girlfriend to look outside. So I followed his gaze and saw a model t ford. so I... love that era and started talking to them about classic cars, and was able to morph the conversation into gospel related topics. It was great fun. Then later - again in colectivo - there were two kids probably around 18 or twenty. One was carrying the body of a drum set in his back pack and the other was carrying the top hat - I, having a little experience in band from my not so recent college days, asked them ¨¿ustedes dos tocan battaría?¨ do you both play drums? And we talked about music and then what I was doing here and then we taught them about the Restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ. I love talking to people - they are so interesting. The other thing that I´ve noticed this week is as I pray for the ability to speak to and understand people the Lord blesses me. This week no one asked me where I was from. Just my companion and then when they figured out I was from the states they commented that they thought I was Argentine. It made me very happy.
My time is running short in many ways. And I feel like a race horse. On the track there is a bell that is rung when there is only one lap left. This tells the horse to run harder and faster than they ever have before. This is me. When ever I feel tired and like my heart is about to burst I think about that bell and I rely on my Father in Heaven who is giving me the strength and energy I need to serve with everything that I have and more.
I love you all
smile - Hermana Milmont
