Hermana Ostler’s
Update – September 23, 2014
My companion is completely nuts. A couple of
examples:
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She is learning English and only says verrry inappropriate
things.
“Don’t
provoke me, because your butt is so attractive when you dance.”
“You have
worms in your butt and that’s why you dance like that.”
She told
me that now she has memorized the word “butt” and “dance” and that repetition
is necessary to learn languages. Such a nutcase.
-
Hermana Valverde was sitting on the bed and I was standing up
talking to her about our plans for the day. She stares at me with a blank face
and then says. “I just peed.” She had peed the bed when the bathroom was
literally two steps away. She told me that she panicked and didn’t know what to
do and really it is actually normal to do things like that...
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The other day we had to go to the airport to pick up a Sister
that was returning home from the mission. We waited for about 40 minutes,
pretending to be nervous and emotional (or so I thought). When the sister comes
home her family starts screaming and crying and hugging each other. I look over
at my comp and she is literally bawling. BAWLING. We don’t even know these
people! She then told me that I have a heart of stone and that she was just a tender
person.
But honestly, my companion is so
strange. We are perfect together.
This week was the Multi-Zone
Conference. There were three zones of missionaries there and the leaders had to
give training. We had planned a super spiritual lesson with our zone leaders
that we were excited to give. This was going to make everyone burst into
weeping hysterics because it was so well planned! We were the second group to
go, and WHAT DO YOU KNOW, the first group stands up and says word. for. word.
our super spiritually uplifting lesson. Pure panic ensued as we gestured
stressed out nonsense to the leaders on the other side of the room. In the end
we had to walk up to the front, dragging our feet, with sheepish giggles and
dry mouths. (Is it just me or do mouths dry up right when you need them?) I am
not aware of what we said or did, but luckily God put into our mouths something
to say. There were no tears from the crowd but they didn’t throw rotten
tomatoes either, so we are good.
We are teaching a new family, the
Oliveres Family. It is a single mom with her three children and younger sister.
We had a beautiful lesson with them reading 1 Nephi 1, the first chapter in my
most very favorite book. The most special feeling came over me reading that
simple little chapter. It was a feeling of the greatness of this gospel, of its
power to completely change us, to change our families, to change this world.
The gospel opens up new horizons, gives hope to seemingly insignificant
families and individuals and it makes us big and loving like our Father in
Heaven. The Spirit once again affirmed to me that The Book of Mormon is the
word of God. It is everything we need to be different and become more like
Christ. I know that I am so far away from perfect, and my testimony isn’t the
strongest or biggest, but I know that this book changes lives and it changes
hearts. It is worth the time to read it, especially as a family. If we are not
reading it in family, we are missing out on some of the biggest blessings that
God is offering us.
One thing I learned this week. If
someone asks for service, give it to them. We had so many opportunities to
serve other sisters this week. It helped me know my Savior a little more to be
His hands and show His love. If we are asked, or if we feel that we must serve,
we need to do it. It blesses us and it blessed Gods children. It doesn’t matter
how much time we lose, or if it affect our personal goals and plans, we must do
it.
The other day we were walking
down the street and we saw Brother Aguero. He looked at me and said, “I have a
very special something for YOU.” We went to his house and he told me to take
off my shoe so he could super glue it. I love that man.
Yesterday we were searching for
an inactive member. They lived in the street ´´La Verdad´´ or The Truth. We
could not find that blessed little road and began to ask everyone in the world
where it was. We were walking around asking. “where is la verdad? where?” They
all looked at us funny and said, “la verdad doesnt exist. Only Libertad (liberty).”
Everyone told us the same thing. And it honestly made me think, so many people
believe that the truth does not exist, only liberty to live and do and think as
we please. There is not just “one way,” only “many ways.”
I am here to say that even though
La Verdad probably doesn’t exist as a street in my sector, it DOES exist in
this life. Truth is truth. There IS a way to return to God and following
whatever brings us momentary pleasure is not libertad at all. The liberty of
this world leads us so far away from the truth and the freedom that comes from
living the gospel of Jesus Christ.
LOVE, HERMANA ALEX
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