Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Week 61 -- Rely on God and His strength


Man what a week.  Sometimes I genuinely forget that I’m in Brasil so this week I took an extra 10 seconds to appreciate just how beautiful it is here.  I’m proud to say that I can officially differentiate between a manga, (mango), acerola, caju (cashew) and a mamao (papaya) tree, and a whole LOT MORE trees, just by looking at them.

We had a pretty uhm…different experience with a guy da riva (from the shore) that came up to us demanding a bottle of water and a bed sheet, which Caio, our recent convert amigo, ran inside to grab.  And you know being the always engaging Sister Staheli (I’m already imagining my dad nodding his head) that I am, I tried asking what his name is, which he just gruffly shook his head and was like “nao quero conversar.”  (I do not want to talk.)  And I’m like cool, but then I tried inviting him casually to church if he wanted to, to which he just gets super rude and when Caio gets back, he gulps down all of the water and throws the bottle back at him demanding him to fill it again without even a ‘obrigado’. (thank you) Then get this, he goes “ai galega, quer casar comigo??”  (Oh Galician, will you marry me??)  And I’m like “oxee oshey (pshhh), voce nem quis falar comigo e agira quer CASAR comigo??” (I can’t believe my ears, you didn’t even want to talk to me and now you want to marry me?) And he goes on to say he was the profeta but also ‘filho do diablo’ (prophet but also the son of the devil) which my cute filha just goes at it.  (She likes to speak her mind) and a long story short – I officially have a sweet gig set up here on the streets de Alecrim if the whole BYU thing doesn’t work out after my mission.  #Don’tTemptMe. J

Once again, I’m blown away by how much I am coming to know and love my Savior more and more every day through the people He chooses to put in our path.  What I love most about the Lord is that He really doesn’t need us to be able to gather His lost sheep, but He allows us the joy and blessing of being able to help HIM rescue our lost brothers and sisters.



Cleaning the baptism font
Cleaning the baptism font
















This week yet again, He allowed us to help nossus amados irmaaos Alex e Edimar entrarem as aguas e serem perdoados e alinados dos seus pecados.  (our beloved brothers Alex and Edimar enter the waters of baptism and be forgiven of their sins.)  What a tender mercy it was too.  Aah


Edimar
when the only jumpsuit left was made to fit a 12 yr old boy who is also 6ft tall and o irmão da ala is exactly the right size 

Edimar is the brother of a member da ala, who really hasn’t been going a ton on Sundays, but said his brother was currently without a job and was super humbled and in need of a bit of heavenly “cartas de amado Senhor”.   Being able to see him progressing pouco as pouco (little by little) and earnestly praying and reading the scriptures and all of our pamphlets we had left him was amazing to recognize how the Atonement of Jesus Christ really healed his lonely and wounded soul.
Edimar and Alex


Alex
The other is Alex.  Probably one of the most sweet, panda bear of a person you’ve ever met.  You know the type that you just go, aah, this guy is just so humble and innocent and would never hurt a soul.  So Alex had actually already met with the sisters almost a year ago and you know who was one of them?  My TOP companeira Sis Silva who just returned home from her mission!  Also he has had a smoking problem that started when he was 12 years old.  But unlike Diego (if you remember him), Alex really actually relied more on “o braco de Deus” do que no “braco de carne” e consequice parar de fumar um 7 DIAS.  (arm of God instead of the arm of flesh and consequently quit somking in 7 DAYS.)  Just goes to show that qualquer pessoa que realmente quiser, VAI conseguir mas nao sozinha. (anyone who really wants to quit will get help from God and not have to do it alone.)


God didn’t create us to be independent of Him or give us trials to see who of His children would be strong enough to overcome them, but to see how much we would humble ourselves enough to rely on Him and His strength to overcome them.  It’s not easy to admit we need help, but how can a child teach itself to walk or speak words he’s never heard before?

If we never ask for help, we’ll just continue being the same helpless child.  I’m GRATEFUL for the amazing people God places in my life and also for loving us enough to sacrifice His most Beloved Son to rescue us from ourselves.  Recognize something in your life in which you can ask the Lord for help.  (I know there’s something) and then go out and act on whatever He gives you.

AMO MUITO VOCES GENTE (I love you)
Sister Staheli



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just to prove that its still me and Brasil may have changed my hair and skin color (also my heart) but I've still got the wacky mike staheli blood in my veins
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