What's up my party people!! Here is another cute lil' update from my heart to yours!!
MY NEW MISSION PRES IS IN THE HOUSE!! President Wellburn has
arrived!! Word on the street is that we have new rules. I wish I could tell you
if it was true but I lowkey dont know yet. We have zone conference this week so
hopefully it will all be cleared up in a jiffy!
But yah! This week was busy, busy, busy! We worked until we
were literally pieces of dust!! But that's the way I like it. Tuesday night I
got to sing with the Branch President's daughter at an activity in the new
chapel and it was so lit! Wednesday was another Brazil World Cup game and best
believe Brazil took that cake home 💪🇧🇷
Thursday and Friday we had exchanges in Itapema. It was SO fun! And Saturday we
had the dedication of the new chapel!! And boy oh boy was that amazing. Some of
our friends were there so I was very happy! The members have been waiting and
praying for this chapel. And the moment has finally come. It was beautiful, I
will never forget it.
Friends, this week while I was packing for exchanges I found
a paper at the bottom of my backpack. Now just think for a minute what might be
on this paper. Perhaps it is a paper from the mtc or perchance a letter from
home. Nope! ❌️ 🙅♀️ It is a paper from
my Microbiology class at byu. At the top of the paper it says, "Dengue
Heomorragic Fever: bleeding, shock, death." Gulp. When I tell you I
laughed so hard. Of all the papers that I just happened to bring with me all
the way to Brazil, it was a paper with details about dengue from when I was at
college almost a year ago. Silly, silly, silly :)
This past week the majority of the people we taught are
going through really hard things. Most of our lessons, the people we were
teaching were crying talking about their lives. They kept saying, "You
guys are young- you don't understand." And I would always tell them,
"Yup you are right. There is only one person who understands perfectly
what you are going through." Because truthfully there is someone who felt
what we feel. His sacrifice is all encompassing. In my personal study this past
week one morning I read Jacob 5. For people who read one chapter a day, Jacob 5
is their enemy lol. But this has become one of my favorite chapters. I love the
concept of our Heavenly Father constantly worrying about us and constantly
looking for ways to help us. Constantly going to the "nethermost parts of
the vineyard." He is in endless pursuit of you. One of my favorite parts
of the chapter is verse 21, "And it came to pass that the servant said
unto his master: How comest thou hither to plant this tree, or this branch of
the tree? For behold, it was the poorest spot in all the land of thy
vineyard." That tree ended up bearing good fruit. All because he went to
the poorest spot of the vineyard. He sees our potential. He doesn't veiw us as
our mistakes, he sees what we can become. He went to the poorest spot in the
vineyard and he went their out of love. During those difficult times, he will
come. No matter where we are. All we have to do, is have faith in him. He will
be in the nethermost parts and the poorest spots of our lives. He loves us. He
grieves when we grieve. He is happy when we are happy. He is always looking for
ways to do "more for his vineyard." Not one tree will be forgotten in
his vineyard. He is my hope. He is my joy. He is my Savior.
Small jots:
- Sister Ascurra and I found a faster way to get more rain
on our badges (we put them on our umbrellas - genius I know 😆😎)
Our husbands are gonna be extra blessed in the looks department.
- Taught someone about the Plan of Salvation and when I
asked what kingdom in heaven they want to live in, they looked me straight in
the face and said, "Terrestrial, cuz I am not that holy ya know?"
- Got asked if I am Venezuelan 4 more times this week
- marmitas = life
- Stl's made me a friendship bracelet and I thought it stood
for "My Best Friend," but it actually stands for, "Mission
Brazil Florianópolis." Haha they laughed really hard at that
Big love for yall! Jesus loves you too!
🕺🥳🤠💖🤟
Com carinho,
Sister Whiting
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