There was a reoccurring theme this week. Somehow, throughout the whole weekend, we ended up proselyting with the Jehovah Witnesses. It all started Friday morning as we were finishing out morning studies. A knock came to our door. I was a bit puzzled because as missionaries we do not have visitors very often. After opening the door I realized it was the Jehovah Witnesses...and they realized we were the Mormons. Their first words were, "You have a nametag. Oh." Yes, thank you. We had a nice conversation with them and exchanged pamphlets, bidding each other farewell. Or so we thought.
Turns out they were contacting in our area so we were working alongside them after our appointment was unavailable.
Friday we ran into some of them again as they were, of course, contacting. We thought that would be it. Somehow on Sunday we crossed paths with them once again. They were teaching somebody on a porch. So we got a glimpse of what we look like to outsiders when we are having a lesson with someone. That was funny.
Sunday night was quite the adventure. The busses are very unreliable on Sundays, especially at night. After a lesson we were waiting at the bus stop for 45 minutes and no buses were on the roads. We were really nervous if we were actually going to make it home. We finally saw what looked like a van but it ended up being a taxi. He said he would take us to town for 10 dollars but we didn't have that much so we declined. After a bit of bartering, he offered to take us to town where we would catch yet another bus, for 5 dollars. DEAL! Along the way he said it was a free ride and that was his one good dead for the day. Many blessing are coming his way. When we finally reached town he pulled over to let us out but the side door wouldn't open. He got out of the car and tried to open it from the outside to no avail. So instead, my companion and I had to climb over 2 rows of seats in the van and climb out of the back window, in skirts, on a busy road. The poor bus driver was so embarrassed that we had to do that but we assured him it was the highlight of our night. Never a dull week in the mission field.
This was yet another great week spent as a missionary. Roughly 3 more to enjoy!
Sister Breana Stewart
My new companion is Sister Fuller. She is a very hardworking and determined missionary. She is newer in the mission so I am finishing her training. We are in a biking/walking area so I am getting plenty of exercise and sun.
I have met some of the people that we are teaching and some of them seem to have a lot of potential. I have grown to love them so much and can already see their desire to come closer to Christ and our Heavenly Father and partake of the blessings that come with living the gospel.
It is weird to be back in Barbados again but even weirder that I have to spend my last transfer in a new area. I know we will work hard and teach a ton though. I'm excited. There is so much to do! :)
I love and miss you tons.
Love, Sister Bre Stewart
When we pray, God does hear our prayers. This weekend we had the opportunity to fast as a mission, for each companionship to baptize in the month of January. We were like the sons of Mosiah who, "had given themselves to much prayer, and fasting; therefore they had the spirit of prophecy, and the spirit of revelation, and when they taught, they taught with power and authority of God." (Alma 17:3)
As I started my fast I felt an impression that one of our investigators, Shirley, was ready for baptism. Saturday night as we were heading to her house I could feel in my heart that God wanted her to know that she was ready. My companion and I had planned to teach her the Gospel of Jesus Christ. After going over faith the discussion turned to talking about her belief in our message. She acknowledged that she feels and believes it to be true. I simply stated, "You know it is true and God is waiting for you to act on that knowledge." I was quiet for a minute until she lifted her head up and said, "I guess I need to be baptized then. I guess I need to pick a date." My companion and I were blown away by how quickly the spirit touched her heart and testified to her. The spirit was so strong in that house and I could feel the joy coming from Shirley as she thought about the step she would soon take.
As we follow the promptings given to us by the spirit we can truly bless those in our lives. "God has provided a means that man, through faith, might work mighty miracles; therefore he becometh a great benefit to his fellow beings." (Mosiah 8:18)
I am grateful for the opportunity I have to be an instrument in God's hands to bring his children closer to him. My testimony is strengthened as I am blessed with these amazing experiences. .
Coming near to the end of my time as a missionary is not without its difficulties. I have been having a lot of knee pain lately which makes it harder to get around to everyone we want to see. Something the Marley family once wrote in a letter to me at my farewell has been popping into my head a lot recently: Be the kind of person that when you get up in the morning Satan says, "Oh no, She's up." (or something along those lines). I am determined to finish strong and not let my knee keep me down. No matter the trials put in our life we are taught in the scriptures that. "I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace if sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them."
By staying motivated I have been able to see so many miracles in just a short amount of time. I sure do love being a missionary. :)
Funny story before I end. Three days in a row my companion and I heard a cat meowing outside our house. For 3 days! We heard it as we were doing Personal and Companion study. Finally, after hearing it for so long, the next morning during personaly study we set out to find the cat. After searching for a few minutes my companion determined it was coming from a nearby trash can (which are just barrels here). She was too scared to look into it, she doesn't praticularly like animals, so I went over and peeked inside. There was a tiny little kitten stuck in this strash can! We fels so bad. It had been in there for at least 3 days and it had been raining a ton. So I tipped the can so the cat could run out. Basically, we saved a cats life.
Love, Sister Stewart
This week there were a lot of storms passing over! There was so much rain.
The roads were crazy to drive on. There were a lot of landslides, flooding, power lines down, power going out, lightning, thunder, the airport was flooded, the clinic was flooded, the streets turned into rivers, schools were all canceled, and we still went out and proselyted in it. It was scary. Our power went out for a while as well. Somehow water is getting into our car so every time we drove uphill the water moved to the backseat and every time we drove downhill it moved to the front again. The first day we took cups and scooped the water out as much as we could but the second day, by the time we had to leave it was still pouring rain so we couldn't scoop the water out or more would get in than we were taking out.
Saturday there was 3 baptisms in Georgetown. We had to take a detour that added 20 minutes onto our travel time because a land slide caused a road to be blocked...there are only so many main roads on St. Vincent so when they get blocked it gets hard to get to some point in the island. So that was interesting. When we were on our way there the Elders from Georgetown called and asked if I would give a talk there on the Holy Ghost. I said yes of course. Something I realized after that helped me to be so much more grateful for my mission. Before my mission I never would have been able to give a talk without prior preparation and now I can (most of the time). My knowledge of the gospel had grown so much and it is amazing. I love what the gospel does for me :) On our way back from the baptism our Branch President texted us and asked if we would give talks in Sacrament Meeting the next day....and, of course, we said yes. So we whipped those up that night.
Transfer Calls were Saturday (I think I have been emailing people that we got them Sunday but we actually got them on Saturday). Sister Bowers is going to Barbados. I got my transfer call and I was going to be companions with Sister Johnson who I love! But she doesn't have a license and I got robbed and never got a new once sent to me so they put me with someone else. I am getting a new companion. I don't know her name yet because she is coming straight from the MTC. I am training for a third time. She will probably be my last companion which means I am probably staying in St. Vincent for the rest of my mission. I will let you know how that goes next week.
I love you so much. I will send a better email next week :)
Love, Sister Bre Stewart
Well, to be honest, this week was really hard. Satan is really trying to get a hold of the people we are working with. I cannot tell you how many times I got yelled at this week simply for doing my missionary work. By Wednesday I thought I had reached my limit of getting yelled at and still being polite but Heavenly Father helped me find my "patience reserve" that had been filling up for this moment. I'm not saying I was perfectly polite, but I certainly did my best.
This Sunday was fast Sunday....If only you could have been there during sacrament meeting. It is impossible to describe exactly all that happened. This week added a whole lot of stress and pressure to fix things here that are not the missionaries’ responsibility to fix. I am just grateful we are all up for the task and determined to do the best we can.
It has been raining a whole lot lately and I love it! I have to remember to bring my light rain jacket with me when we leave the house otherwise when it randomly starts raining we get soaking wet.
When we got super stressed this week we took a minute to ourselves to get happy about the work so we went to a little salt pond in our area. People go there to swim (obviously not us). Since it is raining season nobody was there, and it was a week day. It is where rocks have formed a barrier between the ocean and a pool of water. The ocean can be crazy and stormy but the enclosed water coming from the ocean is calm. It is way cool. I feel like that is how we have to be as missionaries. Calm, even when surrounded by the chaos of the world. It is amazing how the little things we encounter can teach us such an important lesson.
There are a couple baptisms this Saturday! They aren't ours, but we are still excited anyways. There are from the group up in Georgetown. They need more members up there to strengthen the group so it is a pretty big deal :) Transfer calls are probably coming this Sunday so by the next email you will know what happens with that. I am hoping my companion and I stay together. I still don't know the area well enough to be able to lead it out and we just work so well together! We will see what happens. I only have 13 weeks left (roughly) of my mission now. That is so scary! I am trying to make the most of every day. It will be sad and exciting when it ends. I feel like I have learned and grown so much being out here. Such a blessing in my life. Thank you for all the support and help you guys and everyone else have given to me so that I could have this opportunity. I am so grateful. :)
I love you so much and hope you have a great week as well.
Love, Sister Bre Stewart
This week was a really fun week and I have no clue why!
Tuesday was a recent convert's birthday. His name is Jerry and my companion and I made him a cake. It looked dang good. He told us after we had given it to him that it was his first cake anyone had ever made for him! He was stoked :)
Wednesday we continued to work on painting Brother Drakes's 'house'. That is going well and it is looking very nice :) I will take a picture this Wednesday when we go.
Thursday we cleaned up Sister Ince's yard. She is not a member but she is very nice. I believe she is investigating the church now. She lives in the Elder's area and her son is on a mission in Santo Domingo right now.
Friday we went into town. My companion and I had the opportunity to be the witnesses to get Keisha and Pap's marriage certificate. Soon it will be complete and then they can be baptized.
I am scared of their pet pigs they have but I overcame my fears a bit and helped Papa feed the pigs this week as well. They are sketchy animals sometimes. Never thought I would say that about a pig... :)
We got lost this week while trying to find a Less-active's house. That was pretty scary. St. Vincent is basically a bunch of hills so we have to drive up pretty big ones all the time. It is normal. The problem with that is that our car has been nicknamed "gutless"...it has no power when going uphill. Sometimes I have to get out of the car, my companion drive up it, and then I have to walk up the hill to the car. Even then it barely makes it sometimes. No this does not mean I have gained THAT much weight...the car simply is weak :))
But this week we got lost in an area we don't go to very often. It is famous for its sketchy roads. One wrong mess up and you could end up at the bottom of the hill you are driving up. We took a few wrong turns and ended up at the bottom of a really sketchy road. We couldn't back up it. That is dangerous and our car probably wouldn't make it anyways. So we had to contact one of the only houses down there so they would open their gate and we could back into it to get out of there. The Mother of the house actually ended up having to back our car for us and drive up the hill a bit because it was such a sketchy road. She was experienced with it seeing as how she drives it every day. With the help of a few more "good Samaritans" we were on our way back to a familiar area. It was a stressful and hilarious experience.
Saturday my companion and I cleaned the church. That was fun...sort of. I miss buildings in the states that have carpets. I miss vacuuming :)
Our Sister Training Leaders are coming here Wednesday night and will be with us for a couple days. So that means Sister Fisher and I will get to see each other again. It is always a unique experience when you get to see one of your old companions. That should be fun.
This Thursday is St. Vincent's Independence Day. There is a rumor going around that Prince William and Kate Middleton are going to be here for that. #fingerscrossed. We are hoping to see them :)
Love You loads and hope your week is fantastic. Thanks for the updates on everyone! :)
Sister Breana Stewart
I am on the island of St. Vincent right now. This is the least developed island in the mission. There is a lot of poverty here. Most of our area is hiking dirt roads, walking through mud, and driving on two lane roads that are really just one lane that they expect two cars to fit on. It is scary sometimes but my companion is doing really well driving. Speaking of hiking....I have a slight problem but I can make it work if needs be. So, the only shoes I have had for the last 6 or so months have been Rasta sandals (that are not really suppose to get wet) and blue Jesus sandals that I brought with me from home(the ones from Hawaii that we all have). My Rasta shoes are currently falling apart and I don't know how much more life they have in them, especially in this area (plus it is wet season) and I have been trying to make my Jesus sandals work but they are bright blue and I had to super glue them back together because they broke. So if there is any way you could add a little bit of money to my card so I can get a pair of shoes that would be much appreciated. They have a small payless here so that is where I will probably go to get them.
But back to my companion. Her name is Sister Bowers! I spelled it wrong last week because of technical difficulties. She is from Utah and is so nice! I LOVE HER!! She has been out for 6 weeks so I am finishing her training.
Our area is huge and since she has only been out for 6 weeks she hasn't been in it too long so it is a bit more difficult. But we are hanging in there and have some really amazing people we are meeting with.
I would love to get pictures in a letter :)
Sadly I did not get the letters before I left Grenada. Sister Rindlisbacher told me she would send them here as soon as they get here so I can get them ASAP so we will see if and when that happens. I am patiently (sort of) waiting for them to arrive.
Obviously church is not run as well here as it was in Grenada. Haha back into the Caribbean style of church. It was good though. I am excited to get to know the people here. I love you and will be sending you and Megan letters tomorrow.
Sorry I don't have a memory card reader anymore, someone stole it last time I was on Barbados. I have been lucky to have companions that have them so I will figure out some way to send you pictures next week. I'll see if one of the other missionaries has one I can borrow. I am going to check my flash drive and see if I have any on there. Love you!
Love, Sister Breana Stewart
So like you already have heard, I am being transferred from the beautiful island of Grenada. I am so sad about that but I know that I will love St. Vincent. Grenada will always hold a special place in my heart though. The people here (members and non-members) are amazing people. There are so many people here in this branch that have helped make Grenada feel like home. I love them and am going to miss them so much! They are truly like family to me! They have helped me to have an even greater testimony and taught me so many amazing things. They will always be a positive influence in my life.
My new companion has been on her mission for 1 transfer so I will be finishing her training. I am so excited to get to know her! Her name is Sister Bowers. I know we will have a great time and I am sure we will see many miracles as we serve together. Who knows? I might "die" on St. Vincent (that is a missionary term for finish your mission).
Sister R says, "You are so welcome Sandy! And I will see you when we party in Oregon!". Haha She is so great.
So I am guilty for not telling you there was a storm coming. I knew about it on Monday but I didn't know that we were not going to St. Lucia when I was emailing you. There was a small possibility then. We found out the night before the storm was suppose to hit that we were not going out proselyting that day. So all day Wednesday we stayed inside. When I get home there are a lot of videos that you will want me to show you about what happened while we were locked inside all day. When you are used to going out all day every day and then you can't...well you tend to finish the Book of Mormon, read a bunch in the Bible, make a lot of funny videos, and take naps.
I will send you more information about what happened this week when I email next week. Since I am getting transferred I am getting pictures and videos from other missionaries onto my flash drive and it takes forever! So I don't have time to write much more of a well thought out email. But I love you and what matters is that you know that. YOU ROCK! LOVE YOU!
This has been a most splendid week. I have had many extraordinary moments with my companion. She is such a doll. What a blessing it is that we have the opportunity to serve with each other.
We have been locating many children of God this week and introducing them to the gospel. How I enjoy that.
Sister Rinslisbacher and Sister Johnson thought it was a good idea to prank me this week by filling up a bucket with ice cold water and meandering over to the bathroom, with the goal of pouring it over the shower onto me. Needless to say, they succeeded in their endeavors. I am trying to develop and attitude of sharing, so I felt it a good thing to share the spirit of pranking with them as well. We are unified in this feeling.
Throughout this glorious week we have been laboring hard, not only in preaching the word of God, but also in service to others. We have hiked up and enormous hill to dig holes for pillars to construct a house for Charmella, spontaneously shoveled dirt into a wheelbarrow many times for Jemin, used our newfound muscles to mix cement for the baptism stairs at the church, and many other countless acts of service we have performed with our hands this week as well.
It is indeed the season for rain here on Grenada. I have witnessed outpouring of water from the sky many times this week. The grass is very grateful for the hydration. As we are on the topic of liquid, we have also been sweating a lot more this week due to our hard-work. We have been entering peoples' houses looking as if we have recently been swimming when in fact; we have not been immersed in water in a long time.
My heart is filled with joy at the mention of my friends returning home. I am forever grateful for their righteous desires to serve the lord and dedicate the past year and a half to two years laboring in the vineyard.
Tomorrow we will be entering a conference room at the Radisson resort where we will be holding Zone Conference. Our mission President arrives tomorrow and we are anxiously awaiting his arrival. I am positive this week will be another wonderful experience.
I hope know that I love and miss you dearly and am excited for my arrival home in 4 months. Fear not, the time will go swiftly by.
Sincerely and with love,
Sister Breana Stewart
Last week I didn't get chance to get on a computer and email! That was hard. But it has made me so grateful that I can this week.
This week was a tough one. Not talking to your family really pays a toll on you. So thank you family for making me happy each week. I now know what I am like when I don't get the chance to hear how you are doing. Picture a snicker commercial. I'm the one that needed to eat snickers. I bet you are laughing at that visual now :) Hopefully.
I have my new companion now! Sister Rindlisbacher! I miss Sista Layton so much! She is one of my very best friends. I am grateful for the time I had to meet her and form the friendship we have. I wasn't too sad because I know I will see her after the mission without a doubt but it did sort of feel like I was getting broken up with...in a sense haha. She will do great in St. Maarten but she is dearly missed here.
Saying goodbye to everyone last week was so sad. We had a lot of great missionaries here on Grenada.
My new companion is great! I love she so much already! We came out together and have been on trade-offs together before but it is such a blessing to have her as my companion. She laughs a lot and makes me laugh as well, loves everyone, is patient with me, and is just fantastic! What more can I say? I have been blessed with another great companion.
We have been working a lot with Less-actives recently. There are a lot and we are excited to help them come closer to our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ.
We are building up our teaching pool right now because it is pretty small. We have been finding some really cool people.
My dear friend Charmella set a baptism date for December 10th! I am so excited for her. She is a great investigator with a desire to do the Lord's will. She is building her house right now and all of us missionaries are going to help her with it once she gets a few more things she needs.
I am doing good. I can't believe I only have 5 months left!! I know it is going to go by way too fast. I will enjoy this time while I have it.
Zone Conference is this week. So stoked for that.
I loved hearing from everyone this week. I love you all!
Love, Sister Bre Stewart
It has been ages since I sent out a weekly email. So Sorry! I just haven't had the time.
So many great things happened this week.
Tuesday we had an appointment set with our friend Jimal, who is less-active. He is in his 20's. He expressed his desire to meet with us and to come back to church. He wants to follow God's plan for him and is making changes to do so. So Tuesday afternoon we went by Shemorlly and walked with her to where we were going to meet Jimal. He wasn't there and we were a few minutes late so we decided to walk to his house. We hadn't gotten too far when I heard someone shout, "WAIT! SISTER STEWART! HEY! RIGHT HERE!! SISTER STEWART!". I turned to look behind me and I saw I guy across the field waving his arms in the air towards us. I had a feeling it was Jimal before we were close enough to make him out. We walked over to where he was and saw that he and a handful of other guys were mixing cement and pouring it down to build the foundation of a house. He said he just needed about 15 or 20 minutes and then he would be done and could meet with us. So we decided to go visit a member named Listra who lives just near that. The whole walk there I felt like we were supposed to be back there with Jimal. When we got to Listra's we said hi to her but she was a little busy so we were only there for a few minutes. We left and went to sit in the covered seating area across the field from where Jimal was working because it was raining and Shemorlly didn't want to get wet. I kept getting the feeling we were in the wrong place. We needed to be across the field with Jimal helping him! So, I told Shemorlly and Sister Rindlisbacher that I was going to do something a little crazy....help them out. Picture 3 girls walking up to you in skirts and one insisting she help. All of the guys laughed at first and said that it was a man's job, so instead of asking again I simply started to help. I loved it! It is hard work they are doing! I doubt I could do it on the daily like them. They were a little hesitant at first and a few kept making jabs at me saying I couldn't carry the buckets because they were too heavy with cement. If we are willing to do as the Lord has asked us to do he WILL give us the strength to accomplish what he asks of us.(1 Nephi 3:7). I said a prayer and sure enough, I was able to carry the buckets they handed me, regardless of how much cement they put in it. But boy did they test my limits. I sure felt it the next day. It was so much fun, and such a work out!! SO much respect for all of them that do that on the daily.
Later that day Jimal turned to me and said, "Ya know, you're not like all dem otha missionaries dat pass trew here. Not alla dem woulda just jumped in like dat ta help out, specially in a skirt. We need more a dem like you."
Jimal taught me a lesson with those words that day. I learned that it is more than what you say, it is what you do. It is what you show everyone. I knew the spirit was prompting me to go back and help them. I didn't focus on the fact that it would ruin my clothes. I didn't focus on the how. I had faith that the Lord would help me serve them. And he did, he truly did.
Zone conference was on Wednesday and Elder Zivic (from the seventy) was there. He is from Argentina! Haha as soon as I heard that I thought of Dad. We learned so many great things from him, his wife, and President and Sister Herrington as well. Sister Herrington talked about one of my favorite scriptures and the story that goes along with it in 2 Kings 6. (My favorite verse is 16)
House Meeting (a meeting at one of the local member's houses-usually Roger-where we have a spiritual thought and games.) went so well. One of the members shared a spiritual experience he had this week with me and it strengthened my testimony of the Savior. He truly is mindful f everyone one of us and watches over us continually.
My testimony on Prayer and communicating witH our Heavenly Father has grown so much this week. It is amazing.
Thursday we helped out friend Miss Allison prepare corn. She taught us how to clean it and prep it for cooking. It is actually a lot more work than it sounds like! That was a lot of fun though :). Then we had institute that night and learned about how the Book of Mormon is the Keystone of our religion. How true that statement is! Everything we teach falls back to the Book of Mormon. Either the Book of Mormon is true or not. There is no other answer.
We were able to watch the Restoration video with Donnalee this week. I had never seen it before and I learned things that I had no idea had happened. Sister Rindlisbacher and I were talking about that after as we walked to our next appointment. The fact that we already have a testimony of Joseph Smith and Modern day prophets/revelation made it so that when we hear something new to us,(this one is in D&C) we automatically accept it as truth and then from that point study, ponder, and pray about it to receive a testimony.
For example: Obedience to the modern day prophet and his teachings is necessary. The little things matter even if you don't think so at the time. By being obedient to the little things, if the prophet instructs us on something bigger, we will not harden our hearts to his council but we will heed his words. It becomes easier to follow what our Heavenly Father wants us to. Of course, just like with anything in the gospel we still need to study it out in our minds, ponder, and pray to know, but it removes the difficulty of making it to those three steps.
On my mission I have learned a lot about obedience. Some of my happiest times on my mission were moments when I was being obedient and following what Heavenly Father is asking me to, whether is be from him or his servants.
Satan is real. He is not hiding somewhere waiting for you to walk by stumble upon him. Rather he is out there in the world watching and waiting for you to CHOSE to be disobedient so that he can give you more opportunities to serve him instead of God. The scripture that tells us we can not serve God and mammon always comes to mind when I think of choices.
President Monson gave a talk recently about choices. He referenced the children's movie 'Alice in Wonderland'. Alice, at one point, comes to a fork in the road and is not sure which direction she should go. The Cheshire cats councils her by telling her that it does not matter which road she takes if she does not know where she wants to end up. It is very important that we know where we want to be. We should want to be with our Heavenly Father.
As I have been on my mission I have realized that is is not as easy as I thought it would be. When we are serving the Lord and doing his work, do not think for one second that Satan gives up on tempting you. It is quite the opposite. He works even harder to get you than ever before. We must always remember to hold the word of God close to us, engrave it in our hearts, and never let go.
Many of my past companions, fellow missionaries, members, and my Mission President have helped me to learn the importance of obedience. It is not being 50% obedient that gets you into the Kingdom of Heaven. It is not even 99% obedience. We must do OUR VERY BEST to be 100% obedient. Yes we slip up, but as long as we are doing OUR very best (not our Neighbors best, but ours) than Heavenly Father and our Savior Jesus Christ will make to difference. Do not settle for less. Our obedience is one of the ways we show God that we love him.
I love you and am grateful for the example you have been to me and everyone else. Can't wait to see you in 4 1/2 months and continue to learn from your righteous example. Thank you Mom. Thank you for everything.
I will leave you with a quote I discovered this week from Elder Holland. :"Assume the good and doubt the bad."
Sister Breana Stewart
Well, where to start. Another week of adventures, I guess I could call them that :)
I am going out of order this week, mixing things up.
So we had fun night at the church this week (like every week). We are running it a little bit differently now because us missionaries are way too good at basketball and always win. So we are playing other games now. Think girls camp mixed with elementary recess games, or mutual. It was fun. Somehow there was shaving cream at the activity and since we are mature in all our conduct we decided we needed to look the part as well. So, we made ourselves have facial hair. #beardedmissionaries
Transfer calls came Sunday around 5. We waited in suspense all day for that one. We were actually at a lesson with our investigator Donalee when the call came. Her status: Every time we go by her faith has grown even more. We have been visiting her every day for short amounts of time. It is great to see her every day. Oh, yeah, transfer calls :) Woops, almost forgot. I will be staying in Grenada :) I am very excited about that. Sister Layton will be going to my birth place, St. Maarten! She is going to do amazing things over there. Her new companion is Sister Maughan who I served with in Barbados for a bit. My new companion is the one and only Sister R! She was in the MTC with Sister Layton and I. She is awesome. I am excited to have her as my companion. A lot of changes in companionships are being made here in Grenada but it is going to be good. We are going to work hard and see success!!
We did about 5 hours of service on Saturday with Roger and Jemin. That was so much fun. We worked hard. We cleaned up the yard and the inside of the house for a missionary that is serving from Grenada. I believe he is in Santo Domingo.
Diamond Cummings birthday was on Tuesday so we went to her house for a little bit. We ended up having a testimony meeting there and a small lesson. I love the Cummings, they are such a good family.
Sister Layton was saying goodbye to people in preparation to leaving. So we went by and she said goodbye to our investigator Lennox. He has 1 leg and is hilarious. We are dying of laughter every time we visit him.
It was an amazing week. I am going to miss Sister Layton so much and look forward to seeing her after our missions. I am excited to see Sister R again as well. Plus, Sister Lometo is going home so Sister Benn is getting a new companion. Sister Johnson is coming here to Grenada! Haha I love that girl and am excited that she will be here in Grenada too.
I will let you know how it all plays out :) To be continued....