Well its official.. I’m not in my first area anymore!  It wasn’t a far transfer..  Just from Muntinlupa 1st ward to Muntinlupa 2nd ward hahah.  So I’m staying in the same house but I’m in a shot gun area.  Which means the elders were there before and so we have to start from scratch.  All we have is their area book and a map. It makes for a good time.  This area is a lot of subdivisions instead of squatters areas.  It’s good but different.  And it defiantly tests our direction skills.  My new companion is Sister Seleue.  She is from Samoa and she has been out 7 months.  So I’m the jr.  I hate being junior.  But whatever.  We did a lot of just searching for people and that’s it.  We’ve been lucky and had 3 dinner appointments already.  I love dinner appointment. They are the absolute best.

I was a total sister when I heard about my transfer.  I cried so much.  It was kind of ridiculous.  We are such babies.  Transfers are such a pain.  We have to travel by jeepney with all of our luggage.  And we have to take 3 different jeepneys to get from our house to Molino.  The super awesome part was that the office elders took us home.  It is a little weird to be in a car.  The air conditioning is heaven.  We were jamming to EFY music.  The traffic here is crazy.  I would be scared to death to drive.  Thank goodness it’s only the elders that have to drive.  

So OYMing this week has been interesting.  We’ve oymd a baptism lady that tried to convert us and a 7th day Adventist lady that talked to us just to tell us how wrong we were and how we need to know the truth before we go teaching other people.  It’s a good time really.  I do love being told I’m wrong.  I wish sometimes that they’d be willing to have a conversation about it and not just debating.  They just aren’t willing to listen to our side of the story.  Which is sad but there is such a thing as agency....sometimes agency is a little annoying haha.

We had a really good experience this week though.  We found a less active that moved here and really really wants to come back to church.  We were going to go somewhere else but an old lady stopped and talked to us and was saying how we shouldn’t go there at night and we should just go back another day. We eventually decided to just listen to her and so we had nowhere else to go and then I thought of going to that less active sister.  So we went to her house.  She’s super super poor and it’s so sad.  She has four kids and her husband still expects her to pay for half of their food and stuff.  I hate seeing all the poverty here.  But anyway she had an 8 yr. old son that she wants to be baptized.  But we taught her sitting on the floor with just a candle for light and there were cockroachs everywhereeee!  But we taught about how God is with us through all of our trials and she really has faith in God.  And I mean nothing crazy happened but she seemed really happy that we were there.  And she said she knew the rain had stopped because God knew we were coming and so the roof wouldn’t be leaking when we were teaching.  I love experiences like that.  Just teaching people no matter what the circumstances.  I really hope she comes back to church.

Well I’m sorry this one is going to be a short one.  Basically all that happened was drama about transfers.  I love you all so much!  I’ll try and send a longer email next week!  The best part about this new transfer is all the struggles and really trying to push yourself to learn as much as you can.  It’s like sister Lizada always would say..."A mission will push you to your potentials...not to your limits but to your potentials."  It’s not always easy to go out of your comfort zone or be pushed further than you think you can but that’s the only way to grow.  Accept the hard times because they are the times you will look back on and see the most growth.  Keep up the good work back there at home...or more like play because its summer there now haha. 

Love you all!! XOXOXOXOX

Sister Van Tassell