Dear Family,
I've had some interesting moments this week. For one thing, this morning we helped one of our investigators do her dishes and sweep her floor, and then went and helped two guys clean a house they will be renting out. It was lots of fun!
It's also been raining a lot this week. That's not too much of a problem because we have a car, but Trinidadians are afraid of the rain so it's tough to see them when cats and dogs are coming down. We went to try and find a less-active yesterday. She told us not to come because her yard was flooded, but I thought since she can make it in and out, how flooded can it be? Um, pretty flooded. I felt like I was in The Princess and the Frog, walking through a swamp with sheep and cranes everywhere. But we found her, and luckily I decided to wear my Keens (water-shoes) that day!
While visiting an investigator, Bony, he invited us to help his wife peel shrimp. It was super-nasty, because you have to pull off their heads and blood comes squirting out, and you have to peel their exoskeleton off. They look like roaches, so I was freaked out the whole time. But hey, all these things will give me experience, eh? :D
We had a pretty amazing thing happen the other night: Sister Leishman had cut her foot shaving, so she had a big bandaid on it. Everyone was asking her what was wrong with it, and praying for her foot. That night, she took the bandaid off to go shower . . . and the cut was gone. She said it was a pretty deep cut too, and it had simply vanished. There wasn't even blood on the bandage. So, we freaked out about that for a bit, but I think that's just a testimony of the power of prayer. Dudes, prayer works.
I have officially been away for 10 months! That's not much of a milestone, but I'll celebrate what I can get. One of our zone leaders is going home on Thursday, so he gave a talk yesterday; it was amazing. He talked about how he had changed completely on his mission. He had gone past the point of simply not sinning, and then something happened that caused him to forget himself and go to work. He realized that he was simply nothing compared to the Lord, that his heart was broken and his spirit contrite, and that's when everything---the lessons, the scriptures, prayers---started making sense. I realized that I don't need to be a perfect missionary, because sometimes I get stressed out thinking about everything I need to do and work on wondering what I need to focus on, but that I just need to change. I need to realize that I am nothing without Jesus Christ and allow that to change me. Easier said than done, but I guess realizing that is the first step, ent?
I hope everything is well with all yuh. I like hearing from you guys too, even if I don't have a lot of time to respond. Love you all,
Sister Aida Tibbitts
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