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So, to start off my letter, I want to apologize. I´ve been a little sick these past three days, and so my mind is a little fried. Nothing big, just a head-cold. But ya´ll know how hard it is to think sometimes. But I´ll try my best.

So a really cool moment this week, we were at a “Noche de Hermanamiento” (… night of brotherhood? idk…) with one of our investigators, and Teresa was there as well with two of her kids. We were waiting for the meeting to start (because it always starts super late) and I asked Teresa where she was in her BOM, and if she had been reading. She said yes and showed me a scripture in Alma 7 about babtism. (Which I´m pretty sure a member had shared with her) and it explains why babtism and all that good stuff. So jokingly I told her to go and share it with our investigator Manuel, because he is pretty scared of babtism still. But it was super inspiring, as she marched right up to this kid (he´s like 23) and shared her simple testimony about babtism… not even three days after her own babtism. I love seeing as she is learning and growing in the church every day. He made a comment about how he had already been babtized, in the Catholic church, and not knowing how to respond she was like “alright I´m outta here” It was pretty funny, and very inspiring. She´s a wonderful mother, and is going to be an even better missionary with her children.
So I got the package today, Ensign of the last General Conference, and I absolutly love it. Thank you very much!
I don´t remember the talk, but one talk a really liked talked about the word “Saints”. But I really loved a quote that said “I´m not a saint. Unless a Saint is a sinner who keeps trying…” And that´s the truth. This week, in our endless search for new investigators, we have found a ton of teenage boys. Like every sinlge one is 17 years old. A perfect age of decisions. But here is the thing, the decisions that they are making aren’t very good ones. But a lot of them can’t see that what they’re doing right now is going to affect their lives. “I’ll stop drinking later… or after” they say. It’s pretty sad! But in one of the conversations (as we were explaining that they need to change their lifestyle… with love) They made the comment that we are all sinners. Which is so dang true. We are all sinners. But some of us are saints. Because “a Saint is a sinner who keeps trying” It´s different. If every day we are challenging ourselves to better ourselves. To change. To break bad habits. To become more like Christ. We are, for the moment, a
Saint. (Gospel according to Hermana Lord)
If we look at our Heros in the Book of Mormon, or the Bible, all the “Saints” of the scriptures have a past of “sinners”. Even Nephi calls himself “a wretched man”. FREAKING NEPHI!
So yeah. I love it. “a SAINT is a SINNER who keeps on TRYING”
As for what I ate for dinner. Yesterday was crazy. FasDSC03947t Sunday, and we finished our fast just before lunch. But I ate lunch, although I wasn´t feeling too great. Then we went to a recent converts house to talk to them, and… they decided to feed us too. Fish soup. Was actually pretty good…. and then we went to Fernandos house to teach (because that´s whats we do for recent converts) and they fed us too! Hot milk and bread. And every Sunday night is the only night we get dinner, but all of this happened yesterday! So then we went to dinner afterwards! I thought I was going to die. Because on top´of all of that I wasn´t feeling too great. So yeah, don´t think I´ll be hungry for another week or so. Crazy.
So I bought this shirt, and it makes me think of my wonderful family back at home… Phineas and Ferb pride going on here 😉
— going to go sleep now

Hermana Lord
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