So in case anyone was wondering if I got transferred...What are you thinking? This is the mission of Hermana Walker. Of course I got transferred!! I am now back in my first area to die in the same place where I was born. (In mission lingo the place where you are born is your first area and your last area is where you die.) It is kind of surreal to be back in Castelar. One of the investigators that I found here 9 months ago is engaged to get married so that she can get baptized before I go home! It will be a super bitter sweet moment.
As for Castelar, it has been surprisingly great to be back. I was a little scared when I saw that I was coming back, and when I walked into our apartment on the first day I couldn’t hold back the tears. I was caught off guard by the flood of emotions from my first transfer here in Argentina. I have come full circle, and I’m so grateful to be here. While in this area the first time, I was destroyed in every single way—emotionally, spiritually, physically. I arrived in Argentina full of fear and anxiety about the country, language, and worries from home. It got to the point where I didn’t think I could do it. At the end of my first 3 or 4 weeks in Argentina, I left Castelar struggling to survive and clinging to a tiny particle of faith, and I went to 9 de Julio where the Lord helped me become who he needed, not who I had wanted. The sting of those first weeks hurt when I came back. But then like He always does, the Lord has just poured out the blessings.
The sisters were teaching a lady before I got here, and on my first day in this area we had a lesson with her and invited the Dad to listen as well. On my second day, we had a lesson with the Mom the Dad, the son (12), and the daughter (10). Then, they all came to church on Sunday! They have a fecha to be baptized on the 26th, and today at 6:30 in the morning we went to the registro civil to get them a turno to get married. They will be getting married on 25th of July and then baptized as a family on the 26th. As I stood in the crowded bus this morning after my companion and I went with Barby to the registero civil, I had to hide the tears. I could not believe how strongly I could feel the spirit in that bus. I knew that I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I have hardly ever felt like I stood in a holier place than that bus. It was one of the most sacred experiences of my mission. So in addition to the family we found back in Oct., that is two families we have getting married in July! Yay! Yesterday, we had dinner with the bishop and when his wife was talking about our three families of investigators she started to cry. I love this ward, I love the mission, the work is going great, and I still have 7 more weeks!!!! I’m so lucky!!!!
In what ever happens this week, just love it! Sometimes it is the only thing we can do. I love you all!
P.S. My companion is Hermana Reid from Arizona. She’s great; I’ll tell you more about her next time. I think she is my 9th companion in 9 months. Crazy! Especially crazy for a girl who used to fear and despise change.