Well, i am already halfway through the CCM experience. It is a sad and a happy thing at the same time. I can't believe it's already been 3 weeks since we've left. I have so much more to learn! But at the same time, I am so stoked to meet the people I am suposed to meet and teach the people of Paraguay! The CCM has been such a good experience. The spirit dwells here so strongly everyday. It's a pretty good place to learn! And I know that I've been learning the best way possible because of the spirit.
Well, as I said last week we went proselyting out in the streets for the first time. It was quite the experience. For the first time I really felt like I was in South America. It's a lot different that most places in the US. It was so fun to see all of the different buildings, trees, people, just everything. The driving down here is crazy. They will literally get within inches of each other. Lanes don't really mean much. I'm just glad i don't have to drive down here!
When me and hermana Border first got off the bus and onto the street we were going to be
We had a few other awesome experiences but one I want to share most is of another lady. She was walking behind us and we decided to turn around and talk to her. We didn't understand mostly anything she was saying. We asked about her family and stuff and then we started talking about the Gospel. She started crying when we testified and it was so powerful. We showed her the Book of Mormon and she held it against her heart and said that it touched her heart. I really didn't know what she was saying to us but she had the biggest smile on her face as she was crying and she hugged us both. I told her that God loved her and that I know that that book can bless her life. It was an amazing experience. We could feel her sincerity and she could feel ours. I loved it.
As we were walking and saying hola to everybody we saw, I was just thinking how much i love talking to people and acknowledging them instead of focusing on me and only anything I cared about. I loved the feeling of caring for other people instead of just myself. I was out on the streets solely for them. Not for me. And it was just so refreshing and wonderul.
There were a few other things that were awesome about that day but I am running low on time. I just know that the Lord was with us. We couldn't have done ANYTHING that day that was important without Him and the spirit quietly guiding us. I know that prayer works. I know that God loves all of his children and he doesn't want a single sheep lost. I am here to help Him gather those that are lost.
I love this work and I am so honored to be a missionary. Family and friends, I love you! or in another language, Rohayhu! That is guarani! I am definitely going to have to learn that Paraguay (Which is really intimidating, but exciting). Thank you for all the support and prayers! They help and every missionary needs all the prayers they can get!
Well, have a wonderful week!
Love, Hermana Wiscombe