Dearest Panimalay kag mga
abyan,
Gusto ko nga ipangita pila ka
mga pulong nga makasulat ako sa Ilonggo. Budlay siya, pero gusto ko nga
magtinguha.
Sooo.. Ini simana.
haha, Jokes. (That says: I want
to find out how many words I can write in Ilonggo. It's hard, but I want to
try.. Sooo. This week) It takes too much brain power to try and write in
Ilonggo when you can't even think of what happened in English.
Moving on.
So. This week. Not a lot happened again. I'm leading the
area, so we have a significantly less amount of "Open Your Mouth"
(also known as OYMs. Basically, you "open your mouth" and talk to
someone/anyone on the street and try to teach them, or give them a pass along
card or pamphlet.) and you know me, I don't often initiate conversations, but
I'm working on it!
It was so great this week! We
had FOUR members work with us! (normally we just have one. Sister Jay Ann, who
is not even from our ward, but she can't work with the Elders in her ward
unless a priesthood holder is there too. So she works with us! But this week
she was unable to come with us.)
Sister Massé and I don't get
fed very often (not complaining, it's just the way it is) But Saturday we went
over to a Part Member family's house to teach the daughter, and we found out it
was their tatay's (father) Birthday! Basically, they tried to feed us
everything Sister Massé can't eat. Noodles, bread, cookies, crackers, cake. We
weren't allowed to leave the house until we'd finished the cake. Hahaha, we
tried to be polite and only eat half of it, but we were ordered to eat it all.
Filipinos are tooooo nice.
We almost got force fed
yesterday. One of our investigators was cooking, and we asked what she was
making, how to make it (we really want to get better at cooking Filipino
dishes), and she was ready to make us try it, but we couldn't! (gotta love it
when you're trying not to tell people that you're fasting, but when they put
food on a fork and are ready to feed you like a child, well, it's time to say
something. hahaha)
Maybe Sister Massé and I are
just too niwang. And everyone is trying to fatten us up a bit.
It was Ash Wednesday this week.
I'm glad that I learned a bit about it from 8th grade French Class. . .
Basically all I could remember is that Catholics go to church to get a cross of
Ash put on their foreheads. . Yep, I don't remember much more than that. And
when I asked someone about it, I still didn't get it (even though it was in half
English) Well, it was an interesting day!
Funny Story: It's REALLY hard to teach someone about
Repentance when he insists that he's perfect. Hahaha. Like, REALLY hard.
"Brother, we know that Christ was perfect, but we all have sin."
"Wala. (I don't)." "You're perfect?" "Yes."
"Well brother, we know that everyone has sin." "Wala."
haha. I seriously think it might have been the funny highlight of the week.
There have been so many tender
mercies this week. No one came to church this week. BUT Three Less Actives did!
Two of which haven't been to church since General Conference. (and that was the
first time in a long time for them then too) We were SO happy to see them
walking in through the doors. I don't know what made them come, because I
really thought they wouldn't (they said they'd just try last week when we
taught them). But the Lord works in mysterious ways :D
Anyway. Love you ALL. Love the
work, Love Heavenly Father.
And of course, The Church is
True!
Madamo Pagpalangga,
Sister Smith
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