Turns out that Thanksgiving does not exist, and unfortunately, our lunch fell through that day. So me and Sister Tait went to the fair and ate some churrasco and pastel. This Thanksgiving was very different from last years, but I am sincerely grateful for my life, my mission, and all of you. OBRIGADA!
Here are some things I am thankful for these days...
The temple of São Paulo
Multi zone trainings... this time I was forced to give my departing testimony. I cried a lot. hahaa tristezaaaa
Christmas themed family home evenings!
As I sat in sacrament meeting this week, I looked around me and felt so much love for the people by my side. This week, three women who have been less active for a long time came to church. I sat there reflecting and felt so much gratitude for the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made for us. He paid the price for our sins so that we wouldn't have to suffer as He did. My heart filled with so much love and gratitude for the fact that each week, I can start over again; that although I am not a perfect missionary, I can be better every day.
Surely he has borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows; yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed" (Mosiah 14:3-5)