Hermana in Houston: Week 46: It is cold here!

November 17, 2014

This may be my last letter due to the fact that I am going to FREEZE TO DEATH.

NO ONE TOLD ME TEXAS WAS COLD.

And, I mean, it really isn't {before you Utahns go off on me} UNTIL the wind blows. It is like a knife!

We taught one lesson this week where you could see our breath because her little trailer doesn't have heat! But it was worth it because now she has a baptismal date!

Another week of miracles!

One night we went to visit a recent convert. His mom used to be taught by the missionaries but discontinued their visits, until recently when she has enjoyed having us over for dinner and short lessons. His dad doesn't want anything to do with us. He and I always chat but every time I ask him if he wants to listen to the lesson he flat out refuses. My companions the last few weeks have expressed a little bit of frustration with visiting them because they're not progressing, but I kept feeling like it was a good thing that we visit them. Saturday night we went and I felt a little prompting to chat with his dad. So I sat down and asked him about Mexico and his family. Then I felt the prompting to ask him if we could sing him a hymn (he LOVES when we sing, he even turns off the tv to listen). He said yes! At the end of the hymn I felt prompted to ask him, "How do you know God loves you?" Slowly and very very carefully we started in on the Restoration lesson. It was like walking on ice! I have never followed the Spirit so much in my life!! I felt directed very clearly on what to say, when to say it, and how to say it. It was one of the greatest experiences of my mission! The lesson was absolutely amazing and his son was overjoyed- so excited to tell him about the Book of Mormon and bear his testimony to him for the first time. As we said goodbye the dad took my hand in both of his, so tight, and thanked me. Those are the moments I will never forget.

One night we tried a potential investigator, he wasn't home but his brother-in-law was! So we sat down to teach him and found out that he had been taught by missionaries 20 years ago in California! He remembered their names and the story of Joseph Smith and everything!

One lesson we taught Hermana Perry spoke Spanish PERFECTLY, loudly, and with confidence. The gift of tongues is real, people.

One night we tried a potential investigator who had also been taught by missionaries before. As we got talking with her the bedroom door opened and her son came out. He is so prepared!! He kept asking us, "So what is your message?" Even as we tried to sing and pray to start the lesson he kept asking, "but what is your message?" He had so many questions and at the end of the lesson he said, "I believe everything you taught me." And then they made us dinner! haha I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY!

Funnies of the Week:

Made cookies to bring to our recent convert's little boy for his birthday, but they weren't home so we walked around the apartment complex and handed out cookies as we talked to people. Very effective way of getting them to stop and listen! Cake mix cookies for the win!

Found out one of my friends in Woodlands has an Herbalife club that is super popular! He never told me! Beto, you're fired!

Hermana McOmber