Monday. P-day. The sacred day of rest for all missionaries. Hermana Perez and Hermana Shaw return home and notice that they keys are nowhere to be found. They dump their stuff out and check again. Nothing. P-day is already nearing it's end and they are anxious to go out and work, yet by the time the landlord comes to help them, it's already late. The landlord can't help them. They stay the night in Villa Verde with the other sisters. The next day, the blessed Hermana Manila helps them find someone to come pick their lock. Once again, Manila saves the day. Saturday night we received transfer calls. I'm leaving the area and heading for Gascue, which is in Santo Domingo, the capital. I'm going to be with Hermana Burrell, an American. Here I come city life! Benjamin in La Romana treated me well. Here it often smells sweet because of the sugar factory and when it does, there are occasional pieces of ash falling from the sky. The train passes by several times a day and, if we are in the house, it's often difficult to hear one another so I just end up harmonizing to the toot of the horn. Bye train. Bye ash. Bye sweet sugar smell. We have a family we are teaching that is so great. I'm really going to miss them. On Saturday we went to go get a member, Isabel, to come with us because Benjamin is a single father with three sons, and we knew his daughter wouldn't be there. As we left from Isabel's house, it started to sprinkle. Not within five minutes, it started to pour. Hard. WIthin minutes we were soaked from head to toe. We walked quickly for about a half hour in that downpour. and there wasn't one part of us that wasn't wet. As we arrived at Benjamin's street and turned the corner (with his house still quite a ways away), the rain started pelting at us, opposite of the direction we were walking, like little bullets striking three determined, unperturbed soldiers. When we arrived at Benjamin's house he was shocked. He thought we wouldn't come. He said, "If there's no light, the sisters find a car. If there's a flood, they find a boat. Nothing stops you guys, does it?" I believe that diligence and hard work are essential to this work. The Lord has a great vision and who are we to not do everything we can to help him fulfill it? We must give our all to him and exercise our faith by doing the hard thing. Shout out to all the wonderful mothers who did the hard thing and chose to dedicate their time to raising a family, especially my wonderful mother. Love you mom :) Shine on, Hermana Shaw Benjamin and his three sons came to church for the first time last Sunday! I'm going to miss them so much. Us, after the lesson with Benjamin. We are still soaked from head to toe. The District Locked out of the house
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February 2017
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