Hermana Naomi Perkins in Horse Country!

Hola! Ok. Imagine you are a state-side Spanish speaking missionary. You can't do normal door-to-door missionary knocking because most doors you come across won't be having spanish-speakers behind it. So, how do you know which ones to knock? Where do you find the latinos? Well, I'm happy to tell you that there are many signs. When looking for the right door to knock, check if: 1) They have out-of-date holiday decorations. So, as of right now, any apartment with Halloween art,  Christmas lights, etc. 2) The welcome mat is faced towards the door instead of towards you. (So that "welcome" looks upside down to you) 3) There's paint cans and/or worker boots on the side of the door. I promise you, I have never not had a spanish speaker behind one of these doors. Buena suerte con sus hallazgos🫡 Liberar la ira (Release the Anger) I forgot to mention this in my last email, and I figured that I probably should explain for all the confused people in my Google photos alb...

As always. Jajaja... remember last week when I said that I'm leaving this area in 4 days? Yeah, I was wrong. I'm still here in Hurstbourne. And Hna Gray se fue a mi baby area! Lexington, Kentucky!!! I gave her the whole run down, so don't worry, she's prepared (Probably.) There are some pluses and minuses to staying here. The minuses: -I told everyone that I was leaving and that Hna Gray was staying, so everyone's confused that I'm back and we had to rush the last day to have Hna Gray take pictures with everyone - That random guy that asked me to be his girlfriend that I planned on ghosting until I left this area is still there... The pluses: -I've had a secret wish to baptize a friend that I also have found. We have several friends here that are close to bap-date that I found near the beginning of my time here in Hurstbourne. (So there's hope!!!!!) -I don't have to pack -Hna Daugherty is my new comp (and she's super awesome, from Alaska) Oracion...

Dando a la indigente (Giving to the homeless lady) On Saturday, we went to knock the door of a referral and on the way back from the unanswered door, a homeless woman came by our car window and asked us for money for food. We said that we couldn't give money because of rules as missionaries, but we said we could come back and give her some food later that day. She didn't have a phone, but she said that she tends to chill at this one abandoned restaurant next to the marathon gas station. So we left to go have our member meal, and at the end we asked if we could take some extra food for this one homeless lady. They let us (God bless you Hno Estrada), and we came back to her with a full bag of tacos and water bottles. She seemed crazy surprised that we actually came back with food, and she asked who we were. We explained that we were missionaries and that we help share the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She introduced herself as Sephora and asked us what our favorite scriptures were. I s...

HOLAAAAAAAAAA I would like to just throw it out there that it's officially been a year since I've graduated high school! Wow, I'm so old now! Anyways, let's get into this: Ser Remolcado (getting towed) Yeah, my week did NOT start out the best. Every Monday night we have a lesson with our awesome new members, the Contino Family. About a month ago they moved into a new apartment complex, and we've been parking right outside of their house every week.  This last Monday, we merrily hopped out of their apartment and made our way to the car, only to find our precious vehicle attached to a horrendous tow truck. The guy said that you had to have a permit to park here and that we should read the signs, which we went back and checked later. THERE WERE NO SIGNS.  But anyways, he said that to stop our car from being towed, we had to pay $160. Now if y'all know anything about missionary money, our MSF does NOT pay for that. Not even close. Luckily, the lovely Con...

Feliz Lunes a todos!!  As Summer begins to awake from it's slumber, I find myself stuck in more weird situations with nature. Some calm, some dangerous . Ataques (attacks) Over the course of a week, 2 attacks with nature have occurred: 1) LAS HORMIGAS Now, Hermana Gray has a major phobia. Like, major major. Even just the mention of this creature's name causes a shiver to go down her spine. So no matter what, never say the word A-N-T-S in front of her. It won't go well. Anyways, on Thursday, she lived her worst possible fear. Some ants had managed to climb through our front door, and crawl into the bag hanging on the door. That bag just happened to be Hermana Gray's pros-bag.  So we're driving to our weekly Food Bank Service, and out of nowhere Hna Gray (who's the one driving, by the way) does a huge shiver and smack on her arm, then her leg. The car swerved like crazy for a moment, but then she regained control of the steering wheel. I was like, "Gorl, ar...

Holaaaaaaaa How is everyone? Good? Good. I'm pretty good too. Because... EL BAUTISMO!!!! Yes!!! Wilfredo finally got baptized! And although there were some complications *cough* our person that was supposed to give the talk on baptism didn't come so we had to find someone last minute *cough*, it was absolutely amazing! Wilfredo was glowing the whole time! And he bore such a powerful testimony! After the baptism he thanked me and Hermana Gray for helping him get off his coffee addiction and he said he would love to keep in contact after our missions too!! He's so awesome!! Otras cosas Here's some other things that happened Idk: -Exchanges!! I got to go English with our new STL Sister Gaupali! She's so cool! She's from American Somoa and her father is chief of her village back home! She said in her own words "I'm the living Moana bro." -CRAZY tons of rain! Like, CRAZY -Found Books of Mormon in BRAILLE!!! (Video in album) -Had dinner with one of our n...