Another week has gone by here in Zimbabwe. I know I say this, but I am really loving Zimbabwe. I am adjusting well, and am loving serving around these people.
We met this lady a couple weeks ago and she is so sweet. She has got to be in her 70's and she is a widow. She actually reminds me a lot of Grandma Kershaw. She is so sweet, and loves when people visit her. She tells us that she is a devote Catholic, but she came to church with us on Sunday! When we teach her, we have to slowly explain things, and she forgets a lot. I am just happy to serve her by visiting her. No matter what her decision is about the gospel, she is lonely and needs people to see her. She is a sweetheart, and I love her so much!
Milda is another girl that we are working with. She is 20 years old, and Sister Omondi and I contacted her right before Sister Omondi was transferred. Sister Wandera and I went to go see her in January, and she was powerful, and excited to learn the gospel. She even came to church with us! We then kinda lost contact with her, because she went and stayed with her sister after she had a baby. She came back this week and she called us, and taught her the Restoration, and the Book of Mormon. She is so sweet and when she prays she always says," Thank you for allowing me to meet the sisters and learn about the Book Of Mormon. I feel privileged to hold it in my hands, Heavenly Father." She is so soft spoken and is really shy, but is so smart and really enjoys us teaching her.
Funny story for the week.... We contacted this mama named Nyasha, and she told us that we could come back the next day to see her. She gave us her address and phone number, and we planned to see her. When we went to her house the next day, they told us that she wasn't there, but that she moved. (Which is weird, because she gave us that address the day before) The man grabbed a 12 year old boy to take us to the house that she now lives at. As we started to head, his little group of five other friends tagged along. They were speaking Shona, and we couldn't understand a word that they said to each other. They started taking us through this brush and field, it was muddy and wet, but for some reason my companion and I trusted that these little boys would take us to go see this mama. Once we got out of the mud and water, we realized that we were in Zengeza 4... which isn't our area anymore! hahaha We finally got to the house and low and behold, Nyasha wasn't there, and it wasn't even the Nyasha we were looking for. Looking back, I think of how many Nyasha's there are in Zengeza and I just laugh. We now know not to trust a group of boys ages 10-12 to take us to find Nyasha
I can now call home EVERY MONDAY?! At first I thought it would make me homesick, and I wouldn't like to do it. I quickly changed my mind when I got to call home and talk to my mama for an hour... It was so nice! I think it was a very good revelation from the Lord.
I love you all! Have an amazing week!
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