La Semana Santa!

Last week consisted of Zone Conference and interviews with President (I look forward to those 15 minutes with him for months every time), Cadbury eggs, and days of milagros.

We had three days of straight finding (zero appointments) which was DAUNTING. Contacting people on the street, knocking, bus contacting, whatever it may be, it's generally uncomfortable. I decided it's kinda like a bandaid. Your first one of the day is always a little awkward for both parties, so you just have to get it over with and get warmed up. Sister Chandler and I went into this weekend with faith high, determined to earn some miracles and some new people to teach.

AND GUYS GUESS WHAT IT TOTALLY WORKED.

We made a few Chinese friends who want to learn more, met a boy named Nicholas who grew up with Mormons and literally stopped me on UVIC campus to tell me that he respects what I'm doing and wants to come to church, met a man from El Salvador who has a nephew on a mission in Honduras and wants a Libro de Mormon, and, my personal favorite:

We knocked into a party of a dozen Cubans :)))) One of whom had been studying religions and wondering where he could get his hands on a Book of Mormon????? And only speaks Spanish??????? And the Spirit had literally told me that morning to put a Spanish BoM in my bag even though I never use them on the island?????????? Yeah. True story. So me and the darling greenie that I was with for the day literally got invited in to a full blown Easter party on our first door knock of the day. The best.

I read  John 20 and 21 repeatedly this week, it is simple and powerful. I'm grateful for these days to celebrate Jesus Christ and His life and His sacrifice and His words and the fact that He still lives today. I am grateful that, because of Him, none of the best things will ever end.

Love you all to pieces, 

Hna Curtis

Pictures!!!!!

- 9 months and straight hair :))

 

 

- EASTER SUNDAY with our favorite humans, Charissa (member) and Dani (my investigator who will forever be cooler than me)

 

 

 

- Exchanges with Sister Kim from Korea, who was THOROUGHLY convinced until I stayed the night with her that I got up every morning and painstakingly curled all my hair to look the way it does??????? Bless her heart. Also thought cows and horses were the same thing.