Heyyyyyyyyyyyy so I’m going back to Sorocaba!!! Woohoo!! I just got one transfer in the capital but I’m fine with that. I will be a sister training leader and so I will get to help care for other sisters in the same region. I’m a little nervous but also excited. This week was good. This transfer was good. I learned a lot.
But our mission started a thing where we study only about Jesus Christ. It is so cool. I’m reading JESUS THE CHRIST and going down the line in the topical guide reading every scripture and it´s references that talk of Christ and it is so cool. I love it. I have gained so much love for Christ and what he did for me. He truly is my savior. I’m starting to better comprehend His atonement that he made for me. It´s really incredible. He was such an awesome guy. He was the perfect example and I want so much to be like him. I encourage everyone to do this challenge too. It´s 90 days studying about Christ. 3 months and you will develop an incredibly deep love for Him and everything the He has done and still does for us. I know that my Redeemer lives, and what comfort this sweet sentence truly gives.
hi guys don´t have time today but i´m all good. this week was great we contacted a member´s friend and he got baptized!! he´s gonna be a huge example for his family!! i love being a missionary!! have a great week!!! love you all!!
Hello!! This week was great. We finally found people that have a desire to change their lives, so that´s always fun. also we went to finish renewing my visa and so now I have an official card that says I’m basically Brazilian I think. We were able to teach lot this week and it was fun.
I’ve been studying a lot about faith this week, and applying what I’ve learned. It´s really cool. We as a companionship have been making covenants (compromises/negotiations) with the Lord. Like, we will do this and this and this, and we would like Him to do this and this. And hey, it works. He will always do His part when we do ours. It´s kinda legit. Sometimes, He fulfills His part in a way that is different than we want, but He knows what´s best, and it all works out.
Guys, I love being a missionary. It´s great. I am so grateful to be able to be here at this time. I know that Jesus is he Christ and savior of the world and that we have a heavenly Father who loves us more than we can even comprehend. I’ve been able to deepen my relationship with Him and have learned to converse with Him as a literal Father. I love Him, and know that he loves me and each one of you. We are never alone and there is always hope.
Love you guys!!! Boa semana!!!
Sister Evans
***The links are videos Aundrea sent.
1- singing in creole with hatians- Pale Pou Mwen
2- eating juju (homemade otter pops)
3- we had to climb a very large hill after a very hard day
It´s true. This week was long, but not too long. In the beginning we did a service project for a lady who was a reference from a member in another area. It was fun, and she gave us breakfast and it was so fun. We also had another investigator there who helped us and also 2 other companionships from our district. It was fun. The rest of the week was weird weather, one day was super-hot and the rest was cold and rainy and feels like snow. But I kind of wish it would stay hot, because there is already Christmas music floating around, and add cold weather to that, equals one trunky sister Evans. Not cool. But this week we were preparing this guy to be baptized, and he had an answer from God and everything. He was ready, and everything was set, until Saturday night we went to his house to follow up, and he said he was going with a group of people from another church to a mount to pray or something. And I felt in my heart that something was wrong. But we couldn´t do anything. He said he´d be back tomorrow when we come get him for church. When we went to get him Sunday, he wasn´t there, and his phone was off. His mom said that he never came back home. So we went to church, solemnly, and I asked God what I could have done better, and I didn´t get an answer. Our ward mission leader later received a message from our investigator saying that he got back 10:00 am because he passed the night on the mount praying. Which is a kind of good thing, except for that he knew what god wanted him to do and didn´t do it. But anyway, I couldn´t understand what I did wrong for his baptism not to happen. We even fasted. My companion got really down, because she doesn´t have much time on the mish, and has already passed for a ton of trials and couldn´t understand why the mission is so hard. I, on the other hand, was disappointed, but not feeling like I wanted to give up, and I was able to explain a little bit to try and help her, even though it´s really hard to explain.
And then today I read an email from my littlest brother, and he said that head fasted for me. And then I understood. What had happened wasn´t a consequence of something I did or didn´t do, but was simply another trial in my life, and I was strengthened by the faith of my family and friends. and then I remembered an email that my cousin on her mission sent, about how the Lord didn´t take away the burden of a certain people, but he made the burden light so that they were able to carry them. And then it made sense. I know that the Lord knows all things. We don´t understand things all the time, and He answers our prayers in different ways that we weren´t expecting. I know that prayer and fasting are powerful tools through which we can exercise our faith to produce miracles.
Thank you all so much for the prayers and fasts, they are truly felt, and help a lot. Love you all!! Boa seamana!!
Sister Evans
**Note from her letter to me just in case you’re wondering where she lives too. 😉 “mom, i do not live in a favela. i live in a nice little house with nice neighbors on a nice street. i just work in the favelas because the people are more humble. i´m safe. don´t worry. the angels are present.”
King of the rockVery steep hill
Cutest little puppythis is an area where the houses are made of pieces of wood. it´s not in the format of a favella, and it´s even poorer. we went further in, trying to find this guy, and the houses have dirt floors, and the wals are made of scraps of plastic, wood and metal. some barely have roofs.
Our district’s Halloween
the true favela
