Becca in Boston: The Chronicles of Nacho Libre

¡Holar!

(the unconjugated form of Hola... (I have no life))

Let me just say that this week Nacho Libre has been a very real part of my life. "Do you not realize I have had diarrhea since Easters?" (If by Easters you mean last Thursday, then yes.) Haha. Ohhhhh good times. Apparently some scrawny new missionaries last week brought the Bubonic Plague or something. So EVERYBODY got sick. And we are still feeling the aftershocks every once and a while. On Saturday and Sunday half my district was at home in bed. Luckily, I was among the living for the most part! So hey, that's a perk. But now, we are all good. God answers prayers. And Priesthood Blessings are just that. A blessing.

But don´t you worry, there were other good times to be had! For gym on Monday we played soccer with all the other Hermanas in our zone. And of course there was a torrential downpour! It was great. There was even some thunder and lightning in the distance. (In the FAR distance... we were being safe) But we were like the only missionaries to stay outside during the storm. And we enjoyed a little Mexican puddle jumping.

Last night after dinner we had a very important district meeting. We identified each other's spirit animals. Apparently I'm The Eagle. Yes.

And my Spanish has improved LEAPS AND BOUNDS. You don't even know. And we got 2 new investigators this week (our teachers lol) and Hermana Webb and I taught without ANY notes. Just from the heart and soul baby! And it went really well! I struggled through teaching "Jorge" how to pray, so it's still a work in progress. But leaps and bounds. Let me tell ya.

More Spanish fun: our first week when we were still teaching our first investigator Roke, our District Leader and his companion (Elder Valentine and Elder Olsen) thought that the word "primavera" meant "the best". (It does NOT (it means the Spring (like the season))) So they taught Roke that the "¡el Evangelio es la primavera!" Haha so the gospel is the Spring. Like some sort of deep metaphor I guess. So now our District just jokes about that all the time. Good ol´español.

On Sunday we watched a recording of a devotional by Elder Bednar that was probably the primavera thing I have ever seen. (haha, but really) It was mostly about missionary work, and he invited us to buy a new paperback copy of the Book of Mormon and read it all the way through and mark it up with a specific question in mind. So on Monday I went to the tienda, bought one for 14 pesos, and it has been the best experience ever. If any of you want to do it, I would recommend it with two enthusiastic thumbs up.

But seriously, I love this gospel. I love being a missionary. Once in a while we will be doing stuff with our district and somebody will be like, "whoa guys! Were missionaries!" It´s so unreal! And it´s so great! There is nothing. Literally nothing. I would rather be doing right now. The Mexico CCM is so beautiful and peaceful. And the spirit is everywhere. I know that this is the place I need to be right now, and I have never been happier. I feel like I was born to do this. Maybe I was. Who knows? God does. And trusting in the Lord is the best thing. Because His plan for us will make us a bazillion times happier than our plan ever would.

I love you all! The church is true!

Hermana Becca Frei

P.S. Shout out to my cousin Joe for getting engaged! you´re the man! When´s the wedding? 18 months? Please. jk. but really.... please.