Monday, May 18, 2009

So here’s us, on the raggedy edge

HI! It’s so good to get your letters! Mommy, I love how you write, you put just the right details so I know what everyone’s up too. I really feel close to you all, and your letters make me miss home, but in a happy, nostalgic way rather than a ‘Lot’s wife’ way. Everyone sounds like they’re doing really well! And it was SOO good to talk to everyone last week. I had my interviews with the Mission President and Sister President this week, and I told them about how I’d talked to pretty much everybody before Hermana Frieszell told me I was only supposed to talk to immediate family, and President says that it’s totally fine if I want to talk to family members like grandparents, uncles/aunts, cousins etc. the rule is just in place so people don’t call their friends/have friends/girlfriends just HAPPEN to stop by the house. So, at Christmas time, I’m okay to say hi to everyone again, I’m just supposed to spend MOST of the time chatting with mis padres y hermanas.
Well, everybody was asking about Erika and El Libro, so I’ve got a little update. She’s been continuing to read it, she’s keeping it in her purse so she can read it at random moments and she says she’s loving it still. She was making a game out of it at school, hiding it in a magazine. During our lesson we had her open up to a chapter to read a verse for us and then we kept teaching her mother Rosa because she didn’t quite understand and when we turned back to Erika she’d finished the entire chapter while we’d been talking. She just REALLY loves the book! It’s so great, but it’s going to be difficult to get her to DO anything about it, I’m afraid. She’s very much a teenage girl. We’re still working on getting her to church. She had her prom this last weekend so she was WAY busy, and she got even busier when her friends nominated her to be a prom queen candidate! I’ll tell you if she wins.
We’re teaching a woman named Veronica, and she is officially my first opportunity to fulfill one of my mission goals. (I want really bad to baptize someone who I just walked up to in the street and started talking to). You see, there are really effective ways to find people like through the members and then there are the two least effective but very, very common missionary methods (Street contacting and knocking on people’s door.) Veronica we found through street contacting!
We were out one morning, trying to get in touch with a couple of people in the apartment complex Imperial Oaks (Where are 90% of the Hispanics in Gunspoint live) and I was thinking about how Hermano Richardson had so stressed street contacting. We all know it’s the least effective way to find people but he told us several times that contacting in the street constantly is one way that we can show God who much we’re really trying. He’ll put people in our path if he knows that we’re going to talk to them, but if we typically just walk right past people without even trying to give them a card, there’s no way he’s going to lead us to one of this precious children. Soo… A few weeks ago I was feeling a little guilty because I felt like we weren’t talking to people in the street as much as we could. And I walked up to the next woman I saw as a result and met Veronica!
She’s a lovely young mom with 4 kids (Karen 14, Jordan 9, Eduordito 4 & Kevin 1) she told us to go ahead and stop by sometime, and that she’s home basically every day all day. We’ve been teaching her for a couple of weeks now and she’s so great! She’s so sharp and really has a strong desire to do what she needs to in order to be in good standing with our Heavenly Father. After we inviting her to church she prayed hard to know if it was the right thing to do. She said that she was alone in her room and in was late and she very distinctly heard a voice say “lleva tus hijos a la Iglesia.” (take your children to church) she tried to figure out if she had fallen asleep while praying and was hearing things but she determined that she was still awake and then she heard it again “lleva tus hijos a la Iglesia.”
Soooo she and her 4 kids came to church! And it was a very good experience, we believe. We’ve yet to talk to her about it too much, but in Sunday school the teacher shared a story about when a man broke into her home late at night and how she saw him walk past her door and her first reaction was to get out of bed or scream, but she felt someone restrain her and she heard a voice say “No gritas.” (don’t scream) and she too had to figure out if she was awake or not and once she realized she was awake she heard the voice again “No gritas”. The robber took some things, including her son’s baseball cap that helped them identify him later. It could not have been more perfectly to have her share that story when Veronica was there! She had been telling us how she was worried people were going to think she was crazy, hearing voices, but the Sunday School teacher (I’ve forgotten her name, sorry) is clearly a very sharp, put-together woman. Not at all unhinged and their stories were just so similar. Amazing. I love milagros… Doy gracias a mi padre celestial.
The Elders are all very curious about this adorable sister at BYU that I keep talking about. Elder Hackett has found competition in Elder Brisco & Elder Perry who are hilarious… here let me give you some vital information about two of my favorite Elders.
Elder Brisco: was a not-so typical skater-boy/teenaged rock-star, whose hit song “Why am I not 16?” won the hearts of millions of miamaids in the Colorado area. He’s one of the funniest Elders around, a real bromista, but he’s also been voted most likely to become a general authority because of his very formal and dynamic way of speaking, as he once said “I’m a bird of a different colour when it’s time to work.” He’s VERY smart, and the first Elder I met when I got off the plane. Assistant to the President. His letters home are pretty funny too, he let us read a little today. This is the Elder whose family moved to Denmark while he was here, so in a few months when he dies he’s headed to Europe!
Elder Perry: Sign-language Elder and one of my current Zone Leaders. He can bend his knees backwards about five inches and once cheated in a wrestling match by using this to get himself an emergency time-out. (He pushed his knee back and screamed until they called a time out and let him get water and get checked out by the physician for a minute, then they finished the match when they figured out he was okay and he won, when he admitted what he’d done to his coach the man replied “That’s sick Perry. I like it.”) The fact that he’s called ‘Perry’ should interest you, my sister, since I know how much you like scrubs. He’s from a big family. His parents had (I think 10?) kids and then they adopted 4 girls from Russia also.
Elder Luke: I don’t know him personally, but I hear he’s really funny too (though perhaps not intentionally) I just wanted to put him on here because apparently his family loves humanity MORE that Elder Perry’s crummy family because his parents adopted FIVE kids from the Ukraine! (That’s what he told Elder Perry)
Elder Brisco and Elder Perry were both lifeguards before they left on their missions and both only ever had to jump in the water once to save infants. (They had to fill out paper work any time they got in the water, so if the person was physically capable of saving themselves, they would just use a pole/lifesaver, but babies need to be rescued.) Both of them told this exact same story to me. They lived/worked in separate states. I don’t remember if Elder Brisco had to yell at the mom, but Elder Perry did.
By the way Jensen, if you want to write to any of these Elders, just use the mission office address and change my name to theirs. I told them that you don’t even write me though, so I’m pretty sure if they start getting letters and I don’t---that’s lame:)
But don’t worry, I understand you’re way busy. And so, so, so many of these stories are better in person anyway. I’ll see you in like… a little over a year. That’s crazy, time really is flying by. I’ve already been out for…. I don’t even want to do the math. I think I’ll start doing like Elder Argyle does and lie constantly about how long I’ve been out. (He’s dying in like… 2-4 months. I’m not sure, because of all the lies, you see, but I think I finally figured out that it’s something like that). He’s always saying “I’m new! You have to help me, I don’t know all this stuff yet! I’ve only been out for like 2 transfers!” but really, he’s been here a LONG time.
Well, I love you all, so, so, so much! Please keep me updated on everything that’s going down in the land of my people. I’m happy, I’m healthy, I’m very blessed, God is taking good care of his servants. The work is good, and I glory not in myself there, but in my God!

Hermana Lillywhite

Monday, May 11, 2009

Paz y amor a ustedes.

Alright, I'm going to keep this pretty short because we need to get someone to give us a ride to the BBQ at president Hansen's house. He's got a surprise for us. No idea what's that about.

We had a hilarious family home evening with Nelly & Carolina and the Obispo and his family. Here's where it's funny, we were waiting for the bishop family for like 40 minutes and in the mean time Nelly's cake started to burn a little. The funy part happens when the fire starts and we're all scrambling around and Carolina is like "Que paso?!" in the other room and I'm just like "Hay un fuego!" and we're all jabbering in spanish and trying to put out the fire in which case the kitchen towel was incinerated. Then the bishop showed up as we were trying to get the smoke to dissapate.

All in all the family home evening went REALLY well. Aside from our eyes watering from the smoke for all of Obispo's lesson. The cake was still delicious:)

Also, we were invited to come over to the Canalas' family's house this last saturday. We thought we were teaching a lesson and then it turned out we were at a surprise party for the daughter and grandson. Very cute. We didn't get to teach the party anything.

Last story: I mentioned on the phone that we went on splits! We went with two of the best hermanas in the ward.

Alright, now, I'm not like turning sacrament meeting into a beauty contest or anything, but two of the cutest young couples in our ward are the Arreollas and the Rostrans. Adorable, alright, like beyond attractive, these's people children need to marry each other, to perpetuate the 'insanely attractive hispanic gene' So, Hermana Rostran went with hermana Frieszell and Hermana Arreolla went with me. Hna Arreolla is sooo tiny and cute, and she tried to dress up like a missionary to do splits with us, but she ended up just wearing something really cute. Blue&pink pokadotted stilleto peep-toes/sundress. So precious. Anyway, we got finished before Hermana Frieszell and Rostran, and we were waiting for them at the Rostran's house when Hermano Rostran got home from late. It was almost 9:30 and I had no idea where my companion was, so we were just hanging out in front of his door.

Hermano: "Buenas noches."
Us: "Hola, Hermano."
Hermano: "Pasen?" (will you come in?)
Hermana Arreolla: "Creo que, no!" (, like "I believe not." Flipping her hair and looking all offended.)
Hermano: "Esta bien," (shruggs and goes inside)
then Arreolla turns to me and says--I'll just translate for time's sake, "A Sister missionary and a married woman! What is he thinking?! I believe not..."
It was SO funny. She's just so little and innocent and adorable. Picture the adorable cheerleader telling off the quarter-back. And there's a missionary there for no reason.

I love my ward. So much drama.

Alright, well, I'm being hurried along, I haven't even gotten to read your letter yet! I'm so sorry that I'm only able to write this tiny-little unspell-checked letter this week. But I'm trying to do like you said and keep better journals. I'm thinking that you'll like the "small plates" I'm working on best:)

I LOVE you! Mwah, mwah, mwah.

Hermana Lillywhite

Monday, May 4, 2009

Hi!

That’s so sad about poor Chester, but you’re right, he’s probably frolicking happily in heavenly fields of green with all our other animals. I’ve got one story I was supposed to write last week, but I forgot! Here is it: Rose and Erica Sanchez two of our investigators (They should be on the progress record that I sent you.) We went and taught Rosa alone and she asked us to come back so we could talk to her 18 year old daughter Erica too. They don’t really get it though—they’re both VERY talkative. Rosa says she’s completely catholic and that she and all her descendants are going to DIE catholic, just like all of their ancestors. We were pretty reluctant to go back after we taught both Rosa and Erica and were held prisoner in their house for THREE hours while they refused to shut up about their lives, which are, though fascinating, not easily made relevant to the message of the restoration. They were very grateful to us for listening to them and for the advice we managed to gasp out in between their long, long discourses of utterly sad including but not limited to: coma dreams, divorce, assault, other crimes, alcoholism and general pathology. All in Spanish, peppered with bits of English as Rosa doesn’t really speak English, but understands it perfectly and prefers to use some English words, IE “Voy a la grocery store para comprar some manteqilla y sugar para que podamos hacer cake.”
Beautiful.
Anyway, they outright refused to go to church and lots of “I’m dying catholic” was said again and again and again, including the happy phrase “Nunca voy a cambiar.” (I’m never going to change).
We actually did go back though. It was tempting to call it a loss and move on, but I really wanted to see if Erica would read the book of Mormon we left her. Also, she had been really interested in us and what we do as missionaries and had said she wanted to heard more (though we’d barely gotten to teach anything the whole time we’d been there.)
Not only did she read it, she fell in LOVE with it. We went back the next week and watched the restoration video with them (we figured they couldn’t talk if they were watching a movie) when it was over, Erica started gushing about how much she loved the book. She’d gotten in trouble for reading it at school and her friends had been getting it too under her influence. Her friends and family had noticed her change and had been demanding to know what had happened. It’s only a week later but she says that she loves it and she just feels happy when she reads it.
Rosa on the other hand, had only read 3rd Nephi 11 (the chapter we assigned) but we were just happy she did that, she wasn’t going to (she told us she didn’t want to read it) but Erica basically made her. Awesome. However, Rosa was very impressed by the movie. She said that if was difficult to believe, and that she still thinks that she’s going to die catholic but maybe “There’s something better for my children”. We’re going to keep working with them. It’ll probably be a while, because they’ve got more problems than… well… think of something that has a lot of problems and then multiply that by like 27. They also have issues with pretty much every commandment ever, but I think they’re going to get baptized. Probably not for a while, but still, it’ll happen.
Aside from that, I don’t really know what to say about this last week. I’m SO tired. We taught 23 lessons total, plus Pulga and Zone conference and service (Which was really fun, we went to one of our in-active’s house and helped her make empanadas to sell. I think she really appreciated our help, but the coolest part was that I now know how to make empanadas:) Give a girl an empanada and she’ll eat it, but teach a girl to make empanadas and she’ll always have friends.
Your trip sounds AMAZING! I love all the food. There’s a Taqueria here too! But I haven’t been yet. I might have to wait until I’m with a different companion to go. Hermana Frieszell loves food, but doesn’t tolerate fast food unless we’re with the Elders, who sadly have NO imagination and always just want to go to one of three boring places (McDonalds/TacoBell/Subway) which is fine, but seriously… I like a little variety sometimes, even in my fast food.
Thank you for sending me the info all about your trip, I’m glad you had a good time and got to visit with so many old friends!
I so begged to go to the Winchester Mystery House, remember?! 30 bucks for a tour is pretty-much a rip-off though. I’d just go check the house out like you folks did and then maybe accidently get lost and if anyone noticed me wandering around someplace I’m not supposed to be, I’d just pretend to be a ghost. I’m creepy enough, they’d probably believe it. Hey, so guess who thinks I look like a vampire? The Elders. And some of the less-actives kids. And some of the members.
They all claim that they haven’t heard from anyone else to bring it up, but seriously, I think someone is having a laugh, because I have said NOTHING about vampires at all except to mention gleefully that I’m pretty sure Tim Burton is doing Dark Shadows.
Anyway, I wish I could write more, but my poor comp so wants to play right now, so I’ve got to go!
OH! I get to call on Mother’s day, I think, but we know NOTHING about it, so please keep the phone available this weekend, I might get to call Saturday or Sunday, but I don’t know when or anything, they’re not being very helpful with information. Also, I don’t have dad’s cell number memorized anymore, but I might resort to calling that if I can’t get a hold of the home phone. SO annoying that I don’t know more, I know! I think I can only talk for 40 minutes too… anyway, I LOVE you all, so, so, so, so, so, so, so MUCH!
Hermana Lillywhite

P.S. Rest in peace little ratty-boy.