The Straight and Narrow

It's interesting the way the Lord works. He's blesses us as we're obedient to His commandments and tests us as we strive to be more obedient. It's like, you take a determination to be even more obedient and He throws even more trials in your path. Not that Hna. Ostler and I are disobedient. But we focused a lot on tightening the screws in these past two transfers on those little rules that are sometimes easy to forget. Be in the pension right on time, put bug spray on every time you leave the pension, speak in Spanish... those kinds of things. And as we tried to do that, it became a lot harder. But it was all worth it. The important things are never the easy things. But they always matter most.

Claudio's Baptism Day

Claudio got baptized on Saturday. He was so happy and just full of light and it was really special to be a part of that. Hna. Ostler and I really didn't do anything. We were just the instruments the Lord was using here in Costanera. It's an honor.

Hermana Ostler and I are all smiles!

To celebrate Claudio's baptism, we had an activity! It was supposed to be for the whole branch but basically only President Godoy's family came. Haha. But it was still a blast. We played charades and ate choripan and brownies that we burned and everyone who came loved it. Claudio felt right at home. Haha. And yesterday, he was confirmed an official member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I think the confirmation was the best part. He was dressed in full church gear: shirt, pants, tie, shoes. It was the first time he had the whole ensemble. And you could see how having the Gift of the Holy Ghost brought a new light to his eyes. He even teared up a bit as we sang "I Stand All Amazed" before the Sacrament. Man I love the Gospel.

Hermana Flores and I at Consejo

We learned this week about prayer and what it really is. We have to remember that God is our loving Heavenly Father. He knows us. We knew Him before we came here. I'm sure that He misses us. And when we don't choose to talk to Him, it makes Him sad. But we CAN talk to Him. Prayer is such a blessing and such a privilege. I know that God hears AND answers our prayers. He may not always answer in the way we expect but He is aware of us and our needs. I know He lives and I'm so grateful to Him for blessing me with this incredible opportunity. I love the Gospel and I love all of you for your support and prayers. They are felt.

Sending lots of love,
Hermana Hein

"Fine day, Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week‏..."

AloooooooHA!! Sorry. The internet cafe's playing weird Hawaiian music right now. I like it. Haha. Anyway.

It's been a good week. A fast one. But a good one. And a hot one. It's weird how the rain here only makes it HOTTER. Oof. Gotta love that South American humidity.

Claudio came to church for the third time yesterday. Which means he can get baptized on Saturday! We still have quite a bit to do before Saturday, so we'll be working hard this whole week to get everything squared away. Yesterday was a great day. Claudio is just loving church and all the members have been so supportive and welcoming. We taught the Gospel Principles class about Christ's call to be the Savior. I love learning about the Plan of Salvation because as you learn about each individual part, the rest of it all starts to come together. That's what you think anyway, and then you realize that it's just more complicated than you originally thought and you just decide you've gotta keep learning. But it really is amazing to learn about the Plan that God has for all of us. Claudio loved it. He's started a scripture study journal so that he understands better the things we leave him to read. How incredible. And he's just so excited for his baptism. He's already invited his family and his friends.

We had a family home evening with him and the familia Orellano on Friday and we talked about Baptism and the Orellano's shared their conversion story. It was really great. They're an awesome family. And Claudio shared with them what he had learned about the Sacrament. Which was a lot. It's so cool to see the way the spirit teaches those who are willing to listen. You just need to be humble. And Claudio's very humble. And for that humility, he's learning really fast and really well, despite his lack of education. It's incredible.

Painting at Pres. Godoy's House

Anyway. It was a good week. We helped Presidente Godoy paint his house as they have to move this week. So that was fun. I was commissioned to do the top 3 inches of the room and as a result, my back and arm are DEAD. But that's what you get for being the tallest. Haha. But it was fun. And I like that Argentines aren't so particular about their painting. It makes my job a lot easier when I don't have to meticulously place blue painter's tape. Haha.

Some great grafitti we found this week

We've been learning a lot about the spirit this week and the way we can follow his guidance. Again, it all depends on our humility. We have to be humble enough to accept the guidance of the spirit and act on it. It's scary sometimes, but it's worth it if the person you're teaching feels the spirit. I've got a long way to go. But the first step is recognizing it. I hope you all have a great week.

Sending lots of love from the south,
Hermana Hein       

Cambiemos

Hello All,

Finally, the presidential race of Argentina is over. The last time the Argentines voted, the votes fell in a 3 way tie. Which required a re-vote... yesterday. Which meant we stayed in the pension ALL DAY... AGAIN. But this time, we were better prepared. We had a Work and the Glory marathon, we made apple pie, and Hna. Beckstead taught me how to play chess. I'd say it was a pretty successful day.

Since we got to Sáenz Peña, Hna. Beckstead and I have been teaching a woman on and off named Carina. She's been investigating the church for over a year and multiple sets of Hermanas have taught her before us. She's really special. She's told us of multiple experiences she's had that prove to me that the Lord really is and has been preparing specific people to receive the restored Gospel. It wasn't by coincidence that those first Hermanas found her. And it DEFINITELY wasn't by coincidence that they found her AGAIN after her and her family had moved to the OPPOSITE edge of the area. Like I said, she's special. But it's been pretty difficult to teach her. She lives far and out of the way. And we can only meet with her on certain days.

The first time Hna. Beckstead and I met her, we were impressed by her Gospel knowledge and the spirit she emits. She could have been baptized that very next day had she wanted to. But little things kept coming up. Little impediments that kept her from coming to church. She had to go visit her family in the country. She had to vote. She would have had to walk by herself.... Little things that to the eyes of a missionary, are easily overcome. But what may be no more than a pebble to me, could be a boulder to someone else.

Every time we went to Carina's, we exhausted our spirits trying to determine what was really impeding her and commit her to come to church one more time so she could get baptized... This went on for four and a half months. It's the most tired I've been on my mission. Teaching people with Word of Wisdom issues is one struggle. But teaching people who are tangibly close to membership in the Lord's church but still so far is a completely different type of battle. It's HARDER. But it all ended this week. Carina never needed us to give her a baptismal date. She needed to figure it out for herself. And she did. She told us Friday morning that she'd going to be baptized in December. She prayed and received her answer. And December is when she and the Lord have decided is the right time. It was like finally reaching the top of the mountain after an endless, steep climb. She's going to make it. And she's going to make an AWESOME member. It's been a privilege to be able to teach her.

Hermana Beckstead, Carina and Me

This week, in our Book of Mormon reading, we got to one of my favorite parts: the second half of Alma, featuring Captain Moroni. So good. One part I love a lot is the exchange of letters between Moroni and Pahoran, the chief judge. Moroni and Helaman have been backed into a corner by the Lamanite armies. They're outnumbered and outmatched and Moroni is angry that the government hasn't sent them any help. He sends a scathing letter to Pahoran accusing him of treachery and threatening vengeance. Little does Moroni know of the insurrections against the government that Pahoran himself has been facing. Any normal person would be ticked. But how does Pahoran respond? "I am not angry, but do rejoice in the greatness of your heart." What humility. Instead of jumping to the defensive and accusing Moroni for not coming to HIS aid, or not even questioning why Pahoran hadn't responded and jumping to the conclusion that he was a traitor, he just takes it. Pahoran gracefully explains to Moroni the situation and says, " I do joy in receiving your epistle." And for that humility, the Nephites were greatly blessed. Helaman and Moroni's armies received support and Moroni and Pahoran were able to drive the rebels out of Zarahemla and restore peace. Where there is humility, there is unity. Where there is humility, there is peace and love and immeasurable blessings. I think we can all be a little bit more like Pahoran. Patient and humble, even when an army of Nephite traitors is rebelling against you AND the chief captain of the Nephite army, a terrifying military genius with the power of God on his side has threatened you with destruction. If Pahoran can manage it, I think we can. Humility is the key to happiness, I would say.

I know the Book of Mormon is true. It tells the stories of REAL people. It testifies of Christ. I know He lives. I know He loves us. And now behold, I close mine epistle.

We're teaching people who have owls!! So Cool!

I am Hermana Hein. (gotta love that CHEESE!)

Cortito

Buen Día a todos!

At the Zoo

It's been a good work week here in Sáenz Peña and like any good week in the mission, we had lots of fun.
Lemme just tell you all about Andres. We've been teaching Andres basically since we got here to Sáenz Peña. He was an investigator of the previous Hermanas. He. Is. AWESOME. He's super smart and wants to learn. He wants to understand. And he has so much faith. He came to church last week and this week, he stayed through the second hour. Hermana Beckstead and I taught about repentance and he really liked it. He's feeling the spirit really strong. Now he just needs to realize what it is he's feeling. Haha. But teaching him has been a lot of fun. It's been a challenge, but that's what makes the work interesting. He has some obstacles to overcome, but we've seen his faith grow and we know that he'll overcome all of it.

That's the best part of the work: seeing people overcome the trials they face with the faith they've obtained. The Gospel is true. It has power to change lives. Just as it has changed mine. So much of it comes from the Book of Mormon. I cant't stress enough how important the Book of Mormon is. It has power. It's real. It's true. That's where conversion comes from. Anyway. Sorry this week was so short. Monday comes and my mind goes blank. I guess I need to start writing my emails before Monday so they're more interesting.

Group at the zoo.

I know Christ lives. He performed the Atonement to give us the chance to start over. It DOES have enabling power. It makes us stronger. Christ paid the price so that we wouldn't have to. All because He love us.
Sending lots of love,

Hermana Hein

Independencia

Man I love the 4th of July. I never thought I would be so patriotic until I left the United States. Haha. No I've always loved the 4th of July. If only for the good American breakfast one usually eats that morning. Our 4th here in Argentina was a little different... The facts were these:

Thursday afternoon after studies, Hna. Tello and I had to run to the terminal to get on the bus to El Colorado. We couldn't afford to not divisions again. El Colorado is a janky little town right on the border of Chaco and Formosa provinces. It's so cute! I love it. I spent Friday working with Hermana Ostler. It was a blast. Divisions are always great. And we had a lot of fun. The only bus back to Resistencia was supposed to leave at 4:45 on Saturday morning, and Hna. Tello and I had planned to take it so we could be back in our area with enough time to finalize all the details for Lucas' baptism. Buuutttt... we missed the bus. Haha. Nice work. The next bus wasn't going to leave until 2 in the afternoon. Great. Luckily, we found some taxi driver to take us down to San Martín, the other janky little town next door. The taxi guy told us there would be a bus leaving from San Martín to Resistencia at 10 AM. Perfecto. But upon arriving in San Martín, we learned that such a bus did not exist. Boo. We continued asking around. I asked one taxi driver if he went to Resistencia and he said yes. "Oh great!" I said. "How much is the trip?" "720 pesos..." Are ya KIDDIN me?? Thought he could rip me off just because I'm Gringa. Nice try pal. I'm not stupid.

We ended up waiting until 2 anyway to take the bus back to Resistencia. We didn't get back until around 5:15 and the baptism was at 6! We rushed to make ourselves look presentable and finishing filling the font before the program started at 6. Only just making it on time. It was a stressful day. But in the end, the fact that Lucas was baptized made it all worth it.

Lucas Baptism

It has been a privilege, teaching Lucas. He's really special. I've only known him for a couple of weeks, but already, I can see the difference the Gospel has made in his life. That has been the best part of the mission thus far: seeing the Gospel change lives. Because it does. Yesterday, Lucas even got up and bore his testimony in Sacrament meeting. It was great. He's such a champ.

Me, Hermana Tello and Lucas

Besides losing a lot of time in the area this week thanks to divisions, it was a great week. There's just something awesome about seeing someone take that step to get baptized. Even just between Saturday before the baptism to now, there's a huge change in Lucas. And it's awesome.

Awkward Selfie

Thanks for reading. Stay tuned for next week's adventures.

Con amor, Hermana Hein

The Work is Hastening

Well... another week gone. Time just flies. As a matter of fact, today marks my 8 month mark in the mission. Hard to believe but alas... here we are.

The week was good. Another of those weeks that feels like nothing happened. Things do happen. But when you do the same thing everyday, it all kind of runs together. I'm not saying that's a bad thing. It's just hard to keep track sometimes of the little things that happen. But I'll see if I can remember.

A couple of weeks ago, Hna. Dustin and I were walking down our street toward our house, when this girl named Micaela stopped us in the street. She asked us about the Book of Mormon and wanted us to come back to her house and tell her about it. It was late that night and we didn't have time right then, so we fixed another time to come back and left. When we did go back to teach her, she was the coolest, smartest person ever. She completed her commitments and really did her part to search for her answers. The last time we went back to teach her, she told us she can't keep taking the lessons because her whole family is really Catholic and they wouldn't accept her if she lived a different religion. Oh man. That hurt. She was really sad about it too. She told us in our second lesson that she was Catholic but that she really wasn't in agreement with a lot of their practices. So obviously we gave her a Book of Mormon and told her to read it. And she did. "I believe everything you've told me." she told us. "It all makes sense. But right now, I just can't risk losing my family." I shared with her Alma 26:27 "bear with patience thine afflictions and I will give unto you success." (It's one of my absolute favorite scriptures BTW) We invited her to keep reading the Book of Mormon and keep pondering its message. And she will. The Lord has his time for every person. We had the opportunity to plant that little seed of the Book of Mormon. And just as the seed that grows in secret, (Mark 4:26-29) one day, she WILL be ready. The Book of Mormon works MIRACLES.

In other news, Hector's the best person ever. Love that guy. Such a weirdo. But so great. He's like my spirit animal. We went to talk to him last night to see how his first fast went. (Friday, we talked to him about fasting with purpose and committed him to fast on Sunday. When we asked him what he could fast for he suggested, "a girlfriend?" Haha. Maybe...) He only managed to fast for the night before. He had to eat breakfast. *eye roll* But anyway, we got talking about miracles. "I don't really believe in big, amazing miracles," Hector said. "sure they can happen, but the everyday miracles are people. God's not going to take away all of our problems if we ask Him. He's going to send people to help us in our trials. Those people are the real miracles."  I should just reiterate at this time that Hector's really not a sentimental guy. He's really intelligent and closed off. But he continued. "Like you guys. For me, and I'm sure for other people too, you're a real help." (my tender heart!) It was seriously the sweetest thing. I'ma miss that guy...

Just as my title suggests, the work IS hastening. After a long time of drought here in Barrio Terminal, the work exploded and we've had baptisms almost every week this transfer. Yesterday at church, they had to fill more cups for the Sacrament because there were too many people there. That doesn't happen! It was so cool. Less actives are reactivating and we're finding the people the Lord has prepared for us to find. After church, I was watching all the people file out of the building, giving besitos and waving as they all headed off on their motos, and I was just hit with the coolest feeling. I can't even describe it. It just felt right. It was like, "Yeah. This IS the right place." Ugh. So cool. I love the Gospel so much. It has changed ME. I'm here to help other people make that change but at the same time, it's happening in me. I love the Lord and I love this work. I'm so grateful to be apart of it. Just take a peek at Alma 26:16 to get an idea of my thoughts. It's a current fave. Well, until next week, sending lots of love.

Hermana Hein

     

Hector!

Yes. It FINALLY happened: Hector got baptized!

Hooray for Hector!
Jenessa, Gustavo, Hector and Hermana Dustin

 And let me tell you what... it has been a JOURNEY. It all started February 21 when we first contacted his house. 3 months. The Lord has His time for everything. We don't always know what that timing will be. But we have to trust Him. Needless to say, it wasn't all a walk in the park with Hector. These past three months have been the wildest roller coaster you can find. And this last week was no exception.

It was raining all at the beginning of the week which means we couldn't teach Hector because we have to teach him in his front yard. (Oh. Not to mention on Tuesday, Formosa was hit with a mini tornado...) But we finally were able to teach the last lesson and schedule a time for the interview with Elder Enright. Lemme just tell you what. That was the most intense 40 minutes of my life. Put alas. He passed the trial and the race was on for Hna. Dustin and I to plan the whole Baptism before Saturday. In the end, it was a small service, but I know Hector would have hated it if there had been more people. So I'd say it was just perfectísimo. And it was really nice. But the journey's far from over...

As previously mentioned, Formosa was graced with the presence of a mini tornado Tuesday night. It was pretty late; we only had maybe 30 minutes left to work so we decided to see if we could talk to Hector, teach him that last lesson. But when we went to his house, he basically yelled at us to go home because the weather was bad. Haha. Hector hates the rain. It was barely drizzling at this point. But we told him that sí o sí we were coming back on Wednesday and then we left.

We hadn't gotten more than a block away from Hector's when I looked up at the sky to see a whiff of cloud moving REALLY fast toward us. Huh. That's funny. Hna. Dustin and I only realized what it was half a second before it was upon us: a WALL of thick rain. "OH CRAP!!" We began to run but it was futile. We were soaked through before we could take three steps. It was CRAZY. We ran home and found that the wind had blown down our ceiling tiles. (along with all the poop of the creature living up there... *shifty eyes*) It's always an adventure, the mission. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Damage from the freak storm.

The mission can be really hard. We can't always see the results of our work. And a lot of times, it feels like we're really not doing anything. But if we are working hard, and patiently doing what the Lord has asked us to do, we're going to have success. Alma 26:27. Read it. It's these tiny moments that make the mission. It's so worth every crappy moment, every rainstorm (literally and figuratively speaking) just to see one person make it to that water. I have seen the Lord's hand in this work and I'm so grateful to Him. He knows what He's doing. All we have to do is trust Him.

Love to see the smiles!

Thanks for tuning in this week. Until the next one,
Hermana Hein

5th Time's the Charm

Well here we are... transfer 5. That's right. Still right here in my first area... Terminal. By the end of this transfer, I'll have spent almost HALF of my mission here this area. Not even going to lie... I was kind of disappointed. I was ready to move on. But clearly, there's still something I need to do here. Something I need to learn or someone I need to help. (or both) One of those being humility. I need to stop thinking about myself. I need to put more trust in the Lord and do the work I was sent here to do. And I've already decided that I'm going to enjoy this transfer. We're going to work our butts off and help everyone we can.

One of those people being Hector. We recommitted him to baptism and we're working to teach him all he needs so he can get baptized next weekend. It's going to take some work but, we can do it. And I know that if we can help him feel the Spirit, he'll get there.

This week was Labor Day here in Argentina. Día del Trabajador. It's ridiculous. Everything SHUTS DOWN. Even Wal-Mart. (Chango Mas... same difference) Is that how it is in the states? I can't remember. But one of the attached fotos is from Labor Day. Because the Argentines also make all kinds of weird food that day. Like locro. Which is basically just cow innard soup. I've actually never tried it, and now, I'm not allowed to. Qué lástima...

Other than all that, this week was kind of boring. Lots of the same... It rained a lot. I have a cold. We did a lot of walking. The usual... Sorry this week was kind of boring. (I also ran out of writing time... awkward...) But the thing I learned this week is that the Lord has His time for everything. We may not always like it, but that doesn't matter. Because He knows everything. He knows why I'm still here. I don't. It's my job to find out what that reason is. And if I can trust in Him, I will. That's the goal. I just have to be humble and submit to His will. That's when the miracles happen.

Laura and her babe, Brisa

Laura and Federico

Sending lots of love up north, (and everywhere else)
Hermana Hein

Milagros

Another relatively normal week here in Formosa... with... a few miracles. Like Laura and Federico!! They've gone almost a week without smoking! We're super excited. We went to teach them about temples and eternal families this last week and took Hermana Lezcano with us. (Because she's amazing...) Laura really opened up to her and told her how scared she is. But we know they can do it. If they're trusting in the Lord, they're going to be able to overcome this trial. And they are. The next time we came back to teach them, they told us they hadn't smoked at all since that last visit. And that they didn't even feel like they wanted to smoke. And they're still going strong (as far as we're aware.). But we've been praying and fasting for them to be able to defeat this and they are. They're praying and reading the Book of Mormon everyday and here they are, moving forward. The only crappy thing is that they don't have a lot of support. Laura's mom has been a real stinker about the whole thing.

The last time we went to see them was Saturday night, and they still had not smoked. Smoking, for Fede was a worse habit than it was for Laura, so it's been really hard for him. But he's doing so great. And yet, Laura's mom was going off about how he wasn't going to be able to do it. And that he probably smoked one in secret and all this crap. I was so mad. "They're doing great. I believe in them." It was a small, simple statement, but Laura's mom didn't have anything more to say afterward. And I was happy to give Fede the encouragement he wasn't getting from his (soon to be) mother-in-law.

Yeah that's right. Laura and Federico are getting married on Friday! SUPER amped. The only crappy thing is that we can't go becuase we have a mission conference in Resistencia. What? Mission conference? That never happens. But it is. Because Elder Oaks of the 12 is coming to our mission! Yeah. Awesome. And they asked me to sing in the mission choir for when he comes. I'm pretty stoked. It'll be super fun and super spiritual. I love the Gospel.

"One thing Argentina does very well is squeegies"

It's a crazy thing, the mission. But I'm glad a manned up and made the choice to serve. I can't imagine my life without the mission. I've been changed a lot but for the better. Thanks to everyone who reads and supports these crazy stories of mine.

Our Zone on the family vehicle, MOTO

Love you all!
Hermana Hein

A Day Late...

Yeah I know... I'm a day late. Can't control the weather here in Argentina. (I meant that metaphorically but it works literally too.) Yesterday, we had interviews with President, so they changed P-Day to today.

Interviews were great. I always love interviews with President Franco. He's so cool. While he was doing the interviews with each companionship, we had the pleasure to be capacitated by (???), taught by? Hear a message from??? (What is English?) the assistants to president. Their message was this: What type of missionary are you going to be? Are you going to be fishers, who sit and wait for something to come to them, or are you going to be hunters, and go out searching for the people who need us. And I loved that. We have to act. Hope + Action = Faith. (I hate math.) I gotta have more faith. Can't do this work without it.

In other news, Hector, Laura, and Federico all made it to church on Sunday. And Hector FINALLY accepted a baptismal date. We're going to have to work really hard to teach him all the lessons if he's going to get baptized before the end of the transfer. As for Laura and Federico, they're doing so good. Still fighting against the smoking habit but they found this weekend, after our encouragement to pray and read the Book of Mormon everyday, that cigarettes made them feel sick and before, that had never happened. Yup. That's the power of God, friends. Believe it.

We've been working a lot this week on listening more to the spirit and following his promptings. And already we've seen the results of that. We decided to contact a random tower of apartments in Barrio Guadalupe just because we felt like we should and we found a lady who is good friends with the member we live with. Hermana Lezcano told us that Juana has always wanted to go to church and see how it is but she always thought that the missionaries were only here to help the members. She just had one tiny misconception about the missionaries, but thanks to the guidance of the Spirit, we cleared it right up. We're excited to see where it all goes.

As always, I'm grateful to be here in Argentina. There's a reason I'm here. I know that much. I may not know exactly what that reason is, but if I can trust in the Lord, I don't need to know. Because He does. Already a third of my mission is gone. I have one year left to give everything I have to the Lord. I've already seen miracles. And I can't wait to work for this entire year. Who knows what will happen? Not me. But there would be no fun in that.

Until next week,
Hermana Hein

Pure Gold...

This week was pure gold. Some days here are really hard. It's hard to stay focused, it's hard to stay positive, and it's hard to speak without feeling like a complete idiot. But there are going to be those days. And while that sucks, it's not going to change. The only thing that can change is me. And yeah. I had those days this week. But the good that comes from this work, will ALWAYS outweigh the bad.

We had a baptism this week! My first in the mission. And I'm really happy. Good ole Norberto. Haha. His girlfriend is a recent convert who referred us to him. So, he took the discussions and now, here he is. The newest member of the Church. Norberto's great. So willing to learn and change. He understands why we have certain commandments that other people don't understand. It was hard to find time to teach him though because he works... always. We could only teach him like... twice a week during the siesta. And let me tell you what, it gets HOT during the siesta. But we did it. And Norberto seems really happy.

In all, I didn't really do much. I can teach okay. But it's very simple. And then Hna. Fullmer asks me to explain tithing in Spanish and things go right downhill. Haha. I'm grateful that I've had the opportunity to teach Norberto. It has been a great learning experience for me and I'm grateful that I was able to have some small hand in helping him be baptized. We couldn't have done this without the Lord. We couldn't do anything that we do without Him.

Also this week, we found a new investigator who I already love to death. Her name is Areceli and she's amazing. She's so open to learning and truly wants to understand. She's smart and thinks for herself and doesn't let the opinions of others get in the way of her desire to learn. We took her on a tour of the church this week and the spirit was so strong. We testified and we testified and testified, over and over again of the truthfulness of this Gospel and of the reality of the Atonement and how it can bless us everyday. (Pretty much all I can do is testify so this was bueno.) And she felt it. The Spirit was there. And he was speaking to her. And she heard him. It was amazing.

This Gospel is real. The Lord lives. And everything he does is to help us. I am so full of humility and gratitude to the Lord EVERYDAY. I couldn't do this without him. I have done things here in the mission that I NEVER would have had the guts to do before. Because I have asked for His help. And He has responded in FULL. I want everyone to know that I know. I want everyone to know that I have felt his love in every aspect of my life. Everyday there is another struggle. But this also means that everyday there's another opportunity to learn and grow through the love of the Lord. I am so excited to see what else I will learn here in the mission. It's been 4 weeks. And already I am so different from who I was when I left in October.

I hope this week is a good one for all of you. Keep the Lord in the loop and it will be. I promise.

Lots of Love,
Hermana Hein