April 2, 2012

family, friends, other random people that read this, blogstalkers (don’t be

ashamed i did it tooo)

I MISS YOU ALLL MUCHISIMO!  how the heck are all of you?

so hermana oslund here updating you on the milagros and events of

hospitalet uno....

1.  the baptism of LOURDES! yayyyy! we dunked another child of god.  She’s super precious.  18 years old, never seen anyone so excited to do anything than she was to be baptized.  i have to get pictures out so you can see these people!

2.  CONFERENCE: oh my gosh loved loved loved conference.  seriously best thing ever.  president hinckley told us to get our investigators and ourselves to go to conference with a question of something we needed help with or something we needed an answer to and we would get an answer during conference.  so i was sitting there....one question only? pshhh I’m bringing like ten.  AND YOU KNOW WHAT.....every single question was answered. seriously like..why was i told i need to come on a mission? how can i get the correct desire to be here? how do i turn my simple testimony into being converted? what do i even have personally to offer these people? how am I supposed to succeed as a missionary i don’t even know what I’m doing? how do i love these people when i can’t understand them or don’t even know them? ALLLLLLLLLL ANSWERED.  es um milagro people.  conference rox my sox.  A slight depression has come over me now that it’s over.  only six more months till the next.....we were jipped (is it jipped or gipped or how do you spell that word? I’ve been trying to figure it out for weeks.) of the last session though.  Anyway, moral of the story--conference rocks.

3.  k creepiest story ever. k so after conference we were standing outside the church building as a district. there were 6 of us and this man comes up to talk to us.  it took me a little while to realize he was drunk. (I think I’m more naive than i thought.) so anyway we just go along with it for a little then all part ways. hermana cruz and i start walking down the street. i look back and see the elders standing at the top of the street...i’m thinking how weird they are for just standing there watching us...then hermana cruz leans over to me in a hushed voice k hermana we need to cross the street. why the heck do we need to cross? what is going on? then i see it-- the little drunk man running after us saying espere no corre no corre (translation: wait don’t run) OF COURSE if some drunk man is yelling no corre at me that means corre and you better believe i freaking corred like I’ve never corred before.  before i even know what im doing i turn around and start running back for the elders worried for my life.  hermana cruz is sitting there laughing and doesn’t even realize I’m gone till I’m halfway up the street.  the elders said it was the funniest thing ever to watch. it finally makes sense why they were watching up walk down the street. everyone knew what was going on except for me. apparently getting followed happens a lot here.....

4.  so me and hermana cruz get a long pretty well.  She’s from Arkansas, convert of two years ON TUESDAY! we are celebrating by going to a bakery before district meeting...any excuse to go a spanish bakery to pick up a nepolatana.  She’s the only member in her family. they don’t support her at all being here or let alone being LDS.  I’m not really sure why i keep getting companions who don’t have supportive families back home...clearly I’m supposed to learn something from them.  you know how i have an episode of friends that can be related to every situation? well she has a rap song that can be related to every situation.  It’s pretty funny and she can cook.  basically she’s saving me from starvation.

5. let’s see...the language...this past week we had an English fast....rofl.  that’s all i have to say to that.  i feel like my spanish is getting worse only cause i realize every single day how much i don’t know...but a few progresses with it are one: i can use the phone talking to our investigators to set up appointments and stuff. and two: the other day i had a semi intelligent conversation with someone in spanish. it was about the strike that happened here, world war 2, and all the countries he’s lived in.  he reminded me of grandpa...the way he tells stories.

6.  I’m not really sure why I’m numbering things...writing was never one

of my strong points.

7. we have a baptism this weekend for one of our investigators...her name is claudia.  she was the very FIRST lesson i ever gave in the field.  She’s golden. she really is... she’s a testament to how much heavenly father prepares people to hear the gospel.  She’s Colombian which means i can’t understand her at all but i figure its okay cause she cant understand me.  i tried explaining the word of wisdom to her and she said i don’t understand anything your saying. oh good that makes two of us!

8.  i don’t really know what else has happened this week.  I’m not really sure what kind of things you want to hear about. tell me if my emails suck.

SEE YA.

nos vemos for now. talk to you next week!!!!

LOVE YOU ALLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!