But
first things first, last p-day we went hiking as a zone at Sleeping
Giant State Park here in CT. It was amazing. We hiked the sleeping giant
"mountain" (slightly exaggerated hill) and we also went to the weird
castle thing that was on top of another hill. Good times. There were
lots of fall colors everywhere, and beautiful scenery. I JUST LOVE
HIKING. And even though it was pretty wimpy, it fulfilled my urge to get
outside and become one with nature (call me crazy hippy lady I guess).
This
past Tuesday was CRAZY. We ate SO MUCH food and had a bazillion
appointments, including teaching both of our investigators. We met with
Emily who is 17 and wants to get baptized. But she is waiting for
support from her parents. But she is dating a guy in our ward and she's
basically already Mormon. Like she has already been to Palmyra and the
pageant there. WHO DOES THAT?! So we had a really good visit with her.
And we also taught Rodrigo who is 13. Something crazy happened when we
got to his house though. His mom answered the door, and we were like "oh
no! she doesn't want us here!" But it was the EXACT OPPOSITE. She was
like "Take my son to church, he needs to go. He needs a positive
influence in his life." And we said OK. And he went to mutual last
Wednesday! HAHA! So exciting! We are trying to teach his mom now too.
Pray for the Tello family, por favor.
But ok,
the crowning event of this past week was RETURN AND REPORT. It was a
meeting we had in Boston in the chapel right next to the temple. All the
greenies and their trainers met together and we got trained by
President and Sister Packard. They taught us, they chastised us, they
fed us. It was wonderful. And after the meeting we all went to the
temple! I couldn't find a family name ready to be printed, so Sister
Packard gave us some of her family names. It was such an incredible
experience. The Boston Temple is GORGEOUS. Probably one of the prettiest
I have been in.
Of course, after the meeting
we went out to eat (what is missionary life?). We went to Chiptole and
the manager there paid for Hna Kemp's food. It was so nice! We were
car-pooling with some elders in our district and the trainer, Elder
Lefthand (let the record show that he is right handed...) had served in
Boston for a while so we drove around Boston. IT WAS SO PRETTY. HELP IM
IN LOVE. We drove through Harvard and MIT campuses...
Sorry Mom, I'm never coming home.
But
wow. Just wow. New England has my heart. That's all. I hope eventually I
get to serve in Boston. Because it is literally the coolest city I have
ever been to. And I've been to some cool cities, ok. Gah. Ok, I'll
stop. But Boston. Just dwell on that. I have to remind myself that I'm
not here to be a tourist. But I've got some mad charity in my heart for
the people of Boston.
Anyways, truth is
prevailing here in Bridgeport! This Friday I get to know who my new
companion is! Hna Kemp leaves me on the 22nd... No bueno. But it's fine.
God is taking care of us and his children.
Love you all! Sorry about the novel, I know.
Con muchisimo amor,
Hermana Frei
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