Happy New Year! As a missionary, I slept right through the new year and didn't wake up for any of the fireworks. But my companion, who woke up and sleeps right next to the window, said they were very pretty. It was also really funny seeing the stages of New Years: the excitement of New Years Eve and everybody buying things for their parties, everybody drunk the next day, and the following day that everybody is a little bit on the edge and angry. Despite the stages of New Years Eve, we managed to have lessons and work the same as we have every day and have some amazing miracles happen. One of our investigators has a fecha bautismal (a baptismal date yay!) and we have been able to have new investigators. One of them is Joseph.
He came to Chile from Haiti 5 years ago and slowly has been helping his family. His son, Jean, came to Chile 4 months ago, and he is the only member in his family. We recieved his reference, found Jean and Joseph, and have been helping them recently to know the ward (for Jean) and teach Joseph. Its a very interesting because Joseph speaks Spanish fluently, and Jean understands a little bit. As we talk he is usually silent until he understands something and gives a very big smile. When we ask if he can give the prayer, he asks if he can say it in French, and we say that is perfectly fine. They have been a miracle and I am excited to see what's in store for their family.
Its weird sometimes when I hear four languages in a day: Spanish for everybody here who speaks it, English for the random people who try to talk to me in English, Portugese when people speak to my companion, or French when we teach Joseph and Jean.
This past week has been really fulfilling for me. We have been working harder to help people and though everything we do may not turn out, miracles still happen. And this week I feel especially happy for the members in my ward and everything they do to help us, for the investigators we have, but most especially for my Heavenly Father and how he has helped me and guided me throughout my mission. There is no way I would be here without His help and continual guidance and strength he gives me. I have learned so much in these past three months that I never thought I would learn about missionary work and how I can be an instrument in his hands. I have received more than one confirmation every single day that he is there and watching over me and the people in my area.
I love being a missionary. Have a great week!
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