He knows me and He knows you

So Im not gonna lie. This week was a struggle for me. Not only for me but for Sister B & Sister C. It was like hitting my one year mark on the mission was equivalent of hitting my head against the brick wall. It was a war to get out of bed every morning, to leave the house into the insuferable, irrepresable heat outside, to even talk to people. 

But I wanted to share an experience that helped me and that I hope will help you all. 

A few weeks ago, we were walking back from an appointment flying high. We had had 3 baptisms one after the other so we were all feeling awesome. we walked passed a woman talking to her friend and crying. I had the distinct impression to talk to her, and so I did. I dont remember what I said but I gave her a pass along card, invited her to church and told her that God wanted her to be happy and that He had provided a way for her to be happy.

We left, and I forgot about it. This past thursday we were walking to a members house. Everyone, including me feeling beaten and despondent. We were having trouble finding new people to teach, frustrated with some of the Elders in our area, frustrated with some of the members, hungry and broke and not having any will power WHATSOEVER to work but nevertheless trying. We walked past this little lanchonete place (where they sell pastels, and other little snack type foods) when we heard a voice call out for us to stop.

We turned around and it was the same woman from a few weeks ago with a smile on her face. She went up to us, hugged us, kissed us and told us thank you. "I was going through a lot of things in my life" she said, "And it was like you all illuminated my life. All of my problems were resolved that very same day. Thank you so much for talking to me and helping me."

I was speechless. Sister. B & Sister. C were speechless. It was exactly what we needed to hear. I fumbled a little bit telling her thank you in return and inviting her to church again. She said she would go. And then she left.

She didnt end up going to church, but even still. God knew. Heavenly Father knew that so many weeks ago she needed something, someone to part the curtains of her dark room and let the light of Gospel shine. He also knew that at that moment outside that lanchonete, we needed her to tell us how much it meant to her that we had helped her. That we needed the confirmation that our work was not in vain, and that there were still so many children of God that needed us still. 

Anyway, that was my experience this week. Love you all so much. Remember that Our Father in Heaven is aware of all of His children. And that in helping those around you, you will end up being helped in return.

Love yall!

xoxo

Sister VerHoef

first pic is of me and Diva (a member of the ward who is ALWAYS helping us :) 

second is of me and Karine, Aline and Karines father (this family is amazinggggg and I love them to death!)