I’m writing today on a train back from Vigo (which is another coastal city in northern Spain right on the coast of Portugal) after spending our P-Day there hiking their tallest peak! It was absolutely beautiful. I am just constantly reminded of how grateful I am to be serving in this awesome place and how incredible all of Gods creations are. I love Spain!!
So this week, I want to tell y’all about Nadya. And more importantly the lessons she has taught me. Nadya is a middle aged woman from Russia. But not like the typical Russian stereotype we have, she’s cuddly and giggly. She was baptized about 7 years ago but hasn’t been back to church since. We found her about 2 months ago and have been meeting with her every week. And each week, she steals a little more of my heart! She’s been through so many things. And as many of our little visits have been light-hearted or even end with her teaching us the Russian alphabet, this past week was just so special. We watched a video titled “Mountains to Climb“. In that moment, everything just became very clear to me. Jesus Christ is our Savior. When we are at our lowest point, He is the absolutely only person we can completely rely on and confide in. And He is there. And though I have known this for quite some time, as I testified this simple truth to Nadya, it became real. We can find hope and light through Him. I’m so grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ!
This past week we also had another training with all the missionaries in our zone. I love these special opportunities to learn from all these other awesome missionaries! My sweet Hermana Dewaal is leaving
to go home in a month and had the opportunity to share her testimony since it was her last zone meeting. She bore testimony of how involved the Lord is in each of our lives. That He was a God of miracles in the times of the bible, and He still is today. And that each day, there are miracles in our lives. If we look for His hand, we can find Him. There is a jar in our apartments with the word “miracle” written across the label. And each night, the missionaries that are living there add another miracle they saw that day. I love being able to add to this jar. I’m grateful for the reminder to recognize how good God is. There are so many little miracles each day. Whether that be catching a bus on time (which seems a lot more like a big miracle lately) or somehow the exact word in Spanish you need comes into your mind even though you had never studied it. God cares about these little things. And when we have been faithful and diligent, even bigger miracles are to come.
This past week we also had the “despedida” or farewell of 2 more future missionaries, Rebecca and Xiomara. We are just in a little branch, but have 5 missionaries serving in the field! How incredible! They will both be great missionaries and I’m excited to see all the experiences that are coming for them.
Well, have a great week! Give a hug to Texas for me. (Every random English speaker I meet tells me I have a funny accent. And gives me a confused look when I say “y’all 😄)
Love you all!
Here are some pictures from this past week!