So this week was super crazy. One of the sisters in the ward passed away so we had to help with her funeral. She had been in the hospital for a while so I didn't ever meet her but we met with her husband a lot. The funeral was planned and canceled about 3 different times. The second time the zone leaders called us and said the funeral is starting right now! So we ran from our house to the church in the rain and then we got there and they said, "It´s tomorrow..." Sigh. But by the time we actually had the funeral it was very nice. I helped with the music and played lots of prelude and such so that was my contribution. I am grateful that I can play the piano. I can´t say much, but I can play and that is better anyway. Plus it makes me feel useful because I don´t always feel very helpful at church. People ask me questions and I stare at them really hard and try to figure out what they just said and then I turn to my companion and the person who asked me the questions decides to just ask her instead. Haha. Oh, except my companions brag a little too much about my musical abilities. At the viewing the sister missionaries wanted to sing a few songs and they all started talking to me in Spanish really fast and asking me questions and I told them I didn't know what they wanted me to do and then my companion helped me understand that everyone wanted me to be in charge and direct everyone as to what to do about the music situation because I am "musical." I really don´t think putting me in charge of anything is a good idea since communication is still a very large stumbling block, but there you have it.
So, I am a little wary to tell you more about my apartment again, but this is kind of funny. The other night there was a giant slug crawling up our kitchen wall. Our apartment is gross as it is, a slug just did not make things better. So one companion just crawled into bed so she wouldn´t start crying and my other companion made all sorts of less than helpful comments as I tried to scoop up the slug and throw it outside. I am kind of wondering what they would have done if I hadn´t been there...but then when I went to bed I started having all kinds of anxiety that slugs would start crawling up the walls of my bedroom and there would be an infestation of something and I feel like I am only being mildly paranoid. Today I cleaned the bathroom...but we are supposed to be positive in our letters so I don´t think I should talk about that...
Anyway, Conference was so awesome! I got to watch all of it and in English too! It makes me want to go be better...I need to repent. Sigh. One of our investigators came too! It made me happy. It is really hard to get people to commit to doing things that require effort...which includes just about everything. She is 75, she smokes, she drinks, she lost everything in a fire in Santiago years ago, and has listened to missionaries before and this week she commited to be baptized and was just absolutely in tears over it. We have lots of investigators, but I will tell you about one more. She is 13 years old, went to church one time and now she wants to be Mormon. We hadn´t even taught her yet. Crazy right? We will see how things go with her parents, but those are my manifestations that the Spirit is a whole lot more powerful than I am. It is also amazing to me how the gospel is for everyone, at any stage of life and everybody deserves to hear the gospel no matter what age or circumstance they are in.
I love you all lots!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Love,
Lexie
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