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Sister Watkins - 4/3/2023

sorry i meant to send this last week. also sorry for all the typos the keyboard here is weird. 

Ok yall. I loved caseros and I wanted to stay there. But god had a different plan for me. And moved me from my boojie apartment in the City with my cute companion whom I loved, to a different part of the mission. 

Hermana Castro got called to be a trainer in caseros and then I got a call 5 hours later saying that I was leaving. So I packed up my bags and said bye to all my favorite homies and left. 

Before i left I got to witness one more miracle. 

We were walking down the street and saw a pink house. I had a feeling to knock on the door and a man came out and said that he used to be a member. Then he said that we should go back and teach his daughters. We went back and met his daughter Yara. She was seriously so sweet and was an answer to our prayers. We got to teach her about her divine potencial and the doctrine of christ which offers lasting peace, joy and divine idenitdy, and the next day we walked with her to church. I had to leave but I was so happy to have one more milagro in the área I grew to love so much. 

My last day with Hermana Castro was also fun. We grew to be good friends throughout the transfer. Our last night contacting she informed me that she was in fact a pure blooded lamanite. Needless to say I was shocked. 

So i got to my new apartment. And my new apartment, is not So bougie. It doesn't have any rags to clean it, and there's no soap, or a mirror, or much of anything normal, but it does have a nice big window looking straight into the shower and bathroom. 

I was also suprised to learn that we can't use the phone here. We have to write down the address and names of everyone we visit and remember where they live because in the past two hermanas were robbed here at gun point. I was like, oh there's no way it's that sketchy, we could eventually work our way into having a phone out again, but then we went out and this área is poor. I would never take a phone out here. Its like a village with dirt roads. And everyone knows everyone, and knows us too. Which I love. 

My new comp is Hermana droguett. She's from Chile. 

I'm also a little paranoid because everyone here has really bad lice. And I have lice and it's my worst nightmare. 

I was feeling a little sad and nervous about all these changes and as a result I made brownies and ate the whole pan in a day. I'm not being dramatic. 

But this week I've been finding beauty in discomfort. Without discomfort there is no learning. Without challenge there is no growing. If we are confortable we are not changing. If we are uncomfortable the last thing we should be doing is complaining. If we are uncomfortable we are probably doing something right. In discomfort we have no choice but to turn to god and ask for help. And then we accept him. And then he shapes us and lifts us. In comfort we don't need to turn to the lord. And we forget that we need him and we forget to talk to him. And our relationship dimmens. And we can't find the blessing that come from his light.

Here's your scripture 

Mormón 9 

20And the reason why he ceaseth to do miracles among the children of men is because that they dwindle in unbelief, and depart from the right way, and know not the God in whom they should trust. 

21 Behold, I say unto you that whoso believeth in Christ, doubting nothing, whatsoever he shall ask the Father in the name of Christ it shall be granted him; and this promise is unto all, even unto the ends of the earth.

Have a good good week. 

1. Hermana Castro y yo 

2.un perro 

3. Hermana droguette y yo 

4.un gatito 

5. Conferencia general 

6. Castro 

7. Castro

8. Castro 

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