Monday, March 25, 2019

Week 37 - transfers to Mossoró


After passing a little more than 8 months in the capital, I was finally shipped out to the boonies of the Interior (or promised land as everyone calls it), and boy is EVERYTHING SO DIFFERENT.  So I didn’t realize this was a thing, but there are definitely 2 types of missionaries here in Brazil, Natal.  Those ‘born in the capital (First area of the mission) and those 4-5-9 hours away in the quente (hot) interior.  To give you an idea of how hot it is here, in Natal everyone always says “Man this week was hot.”  “Yeah it was”.  “Hey at least we’re not in Mossoró.”  “Yeah it’s NOWHERE near as hot.  I’ve never been but you know people talk.  “Yeah I’ve only passed through 1 day and man NEVER AGAIN.  The frequency of rain is apparently so rare that one time it started to rain and kids on the street started screaming and crying, going beserk with their mom whispering “it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s called rain .” J

Also, saying goodbye to my little part of the world and family in Natal really kind of tore me little.  I won’t bore you guys with the mushy gushy stuff, but really I will forever be different because of the povo (people).   Something I really admire about them was their strength and faith despite being one of the smallest wards in the tiniest of capellas week after week after week.  Their ward wasn’t strong because of their numbers or because they were together, but because INDIVIDUALS therein chose to be strong, even the very youngest.  They passed through some rough times, yet I am grateful for those who chose faith in God, even when they don’t know what they are doing or think that they stand alone.  Because in the end you look back and realize that your little light in the darkness that seemed so small and insignificant was a lighthouse and a beam for those who also felt lost, alone and forgotten.  God asks us to be this light and strength for others, even when we don’t feel adequate.  

14 Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.
15 Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.
16 Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.      Matthew 5:14-16

Everyone is strong in their own way – recognize it in yourself AND in others because it is very real and we all need to realize our strength and potential that God sees in US.

As a last thought, it was pretty funny because here in
Mossoró, everyone has like 5 names – like EVERYONE.  Usually consisting of something like ‘Maria das Dores de Silva de Mendonca’ right?  So we are talking to this lady on the street and we say “we’re missionaries a igreja de jesus cristo dos santos dos últimos dias (of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints), but she just gets so flustered saying “you guys believe in things completely different.  I don’t know anything about this other Jesus.  Who is this other Jesus?”  ……  He is the one and the same and the only Jesus Christ our Savior and Redeemer.

Sending my love and dying from heat exhaustion
Sister Staheli

P.S. I get to skype my family every week!?!

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