Her memorial service for the mission is on Tuesday. I was asked to read her
obituary and give my own eulogy. I will send those later today with my thoughts
of sister wells. It will be such a hard day.
I have a strong testimony that with any calling in the church comes the
ability love those you serve. You are able to not only magnify the love you have
for them, but also feel the love God has for them.
Sister Wells was very loved, and a very special missionary. I'm not talking
her up when I say she was unlike any one I've served around before.
If I hadn't gotten transferred I would have been responsible for clearing
out and packing up her apartment as an STL. I don't think I could have.
My new area is amazing. I met the branch Saturday night at a baptism and
yesterday at church. It is very small, but such a tight knit loving group of
people. It can be difficult because every person is from somewhere different-
Mexico, Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, Cuba, Guatemala, etc- and each have
different accents and sometimes different words. So you have to learn them all.
I spoke in Sacrament meeting my first day in the branch.
The work here is slow right now because the sisters here have been sick for
weeks. There's so much to be done. We spent much more time than I would like in
the apartment this week, but sister Landa- my new companion- and I are going to
be so good together. We already get along so well and work well together. I've
only met and taught a few people so far, but my first lesson we committed our
investigators to get married and baptized, so I'll be planning a wedding here
soon haha.
That lesson was interesting. Erick and Lisandra are refugees from Cuba. We
taught eternal marriage and families, and the law of chastity and the member who
was with them started grilling them when she found out they weren't married.
"You're not married? Why not, do you not love eachother?" Turned out Lisandra's
divorce to a man back in Cuba had never gone through. "Okay, I want you to call
down to Cuba tomorrow morning and get those papers so we can start planning this
wedding." At this point I expected them to throw us out and never let us come
back, but I looked at them and they were nodding and agreeing and totally
accepting. Another reason I love Hispanic people- the only thing you can do to
offend them is to not take seconds of their food when they feed you.
Haha.
The only bad news is they are an amazing family, so prepared. But they will
be moving into the elders area right before they get baptized. It's okay though,
they are still in the branch. They are just the only progressing investigators
in the area. Lots to do here.
The members are great. I've gotten really good at that cheek kissy thing
hahah. A member we're teaching gave me a hand knit scarf to keep me warm that
her mom made just before she passed away.
I am adjusting to being in a walk area. It is cold. Haha. Some days it gets
down to -17 windchill. And with the humidity here it just freezes you down to
the bone. All those warm clothes are coming in handy. The average day I wear
three pairs of leggings, three sweaters, and my biggest coat, gloves, and a hat
haha. I love it. I really love being in a walk area so much, I love being able
to be out and talking to everyone. Especially in a city like this.
Downtown- our area, feels like a little Pittsburgh. It's a cool place. Look
it up. I did pull my mace back out, haha. I'll leave it at that.
I'll send sister wells eulogy later today. Thank you for the kind emails of
support and concern, but please focus your thoughts and prayers on the wells
family and the recovering sisters.
Cuidase, Dios bendiga
Hermana Sears
Ps. "Pizza pie cafe" locations will be donating 1/4 of their profit to the
sisters me families involved in the accident, so please go support our
Pittsburgh sisters.
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