I started
doing a thing where each day I write in my planner the name of the
episode for that day to help remind me of things that happened. Like, my
life is a TV show. You get me?
So of course, Lunes the episode was named Cambios. Because I got
transferred. Like you already know. I don´t really remember what I wrote
y´all last week because I was reaaaallly realllly tired so I might
repeat some stuff so have paciencia. But yeah. I came Monday to a sector
where we have one investigator and lots of less active members that
hide from us. So it´s definitely different haha. In Valencia we could
meet 10 people a day and teach 7 lessons, but here we spend lots of time
knocking on doors, outside, looking for people, and at the end of the
day, we don´t have too much to show for our efforts. It has been a
learning experience but to be honest I am having a blast. I´m in
Guayaquil, which is a big big big city with tons of ciudadelas. I´m
pretty sure the gringo equivalent of ciudadela would be like Summerlin
and Green Valley in Las Vegas. Kinda. Maybe. I don´t know. The
neighborhoods have names. And the two neighborhoods that I serve in are
called Sauces 6 and Guayacanas, which are part of the zone named
Orquideas. Orquideas is infamous. No one wants to go to Orquideas or
Kennedy. But I don´t really understand why it gets such a bad rep.
There´s not as many baptisms in this area, but I really like teaching
here because the people don´t automatically take everything we say as
truth. Something that was really frustrating in other places is that
they all believed that if someone was talking about God, it was true.
Lots of people immediately accepted our message, but it was frustrating
because they also immediately accepted what everyone said. Here, the
people are a bit more cynical, and I love it, because they are more
likely to take our invitation to read the Book of Mormon and pray about
it.
Martes we had our district meeting. Beforehand, the zone leaders
had asked my companion what my name was, and my comp can´t say my last
name (no one can) and so everyone was a bit confused and didn´t know if a
latina or a gringa was going to show up. And I was henceforth known as
simply la Hermana Nueva, because they couldn´t understand what Hermana
Isama was saying when she said Rust.
Wednesday was also fun, because I learned that I actually do know
how to contact. All my mission I was pretty sure I didn´t know how to
knock on a door and talk to people, but I dunno... I took control and I
got it done. It was fun. I don´t really know how to make this day sound
more interesting, but it was a big moment for me, okay?! We had to
contact a lot that day, and I had fun doing it, and normally when we had
to contact, I absolutely detested it.
Friday, we had the weirdest lesson ever. Generally, we teach
families, or we teach young adults seperately. We had contacted a 28
year old college student, and we went to teach him and his brother the
Restoration, but when we showed up, he was with two other friends. I
don´t know, it was weird. It was like being in a college apartment, but
we weren´t watching movies or playing games or talking, we were there to
preach the Gospel. I don´t know. It felt really weird to talk to a
group of college student, but to talk to them as Hermana Rust and not as
Natalie Rust. But we did it. Two of them were pretty receptive.
I´m really really really enjoying my time here. I
know that sounds weird, but it´s true. I feel more like a real
missionary here haha. Of course I miss Valencia, but I feel like here I
have had a lot of opportunities to grow and see what I´m capable of
doing. I´m excited to work with the ward and see how my talents can help
in this ward and what talents I´m going to develop, and what things the
Lord wants me to learn here. I know that the Lord sent me here for a
reason, and I´m excited to find out what that reason is.
This week I´ll take
pictures, I promise.
I love you all!
Love, Hermana Rust
Love, Hermana Rust
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