Honey, where is my super suit?

 We saw Mario (freshly given the priesthood) in the street and he walked up to our car and made a bunch of jokes about mexicans for 45 minutes. I love him!


Our buddy Alex came to church, and we helped him choose a Baptismal date!! We looked at his paper and go "what? No that's the date for your baptism" and he was like "ohhhh, i just saw 'fecha' and wrote down my birthday"

Something nice that happened: we had a lot of video call lessons set up after lunch one day, and ended up sitting in our car for almost 4 hours straight in front of our apartment haha! Who knew that every single one of our awesome and elect friends would answer the phone when they had confirmed that they would that morning??

One of those sweet lessons was with our friend Sofy, and she asked us if we were scared to die. She also asked us if temples are a preview of what our houses are like in heaven. Girl what??? I love her; she's a legend.

We had a new random stranger guy pull up to church this week. We had invited him to come while we were driving down the street and gave him a card, and who knew he would pull up, sit down, and read the book of Mormon for the whole entire 2 hours of church! Legend. Bro was just happy to be there.


Ok one last story. This isn't in character of me to write this much, but this is hilarious and awesome. For some context, in the mission, when you "find" someone, that means you start teaching them and have a lesson, set up a return appointment, and they turn green in your missionary app. Well, we find people in a lot of different ways throughout the week.
Picture this. We open with a tomato. He's had some rough times on the farm...
I'm kidding.
Picture this. You're visiting a family that you met last week and had set up a return appointment with. You knock on the door; lo and behold they don't answer. As you're writing on a little card to stick in their door, you see a 14-year-old boy (who looks like a latino) pushing a lawn mower down the street. Naturally this suggests that you must go talk to the little latino boy. But he's walking pretty fast, so that means >> hurry! You hop in your car, whip a u-turn and absolutely mow over everyone's yards and think "it's not gonna be weird if we just pull up next to him in our car and ask him where he lives, right?" I guess we'll find out.
"Would your family like to hear a message about Jesus?"

"Yes, I just lived 12 houses down over here."

"Ok sweet, could we follow you to your house?"

"Yes."

Yes, it is weird!
The next 10 minutes of your life are driving 2 miles behind a kid pushing a lawn mower while his pants fall down and he keeps having to pause to pull them up.
But you finally arrive to his home, are welcomed in by a sweet woman and her 4 year old with no pants, and you give her a book of Mormon and she is so grateful. She kindly invites you back, and says she will try to ask for work off on Sundays.
And that is how we found Gloria.

Signing off very hungry, ready to eat some pumpkin bread and a taco bell grilled cheese burrito, yours truly,
Xoxo- Sister Wilson


This mission leader council we had the opportunity to meet the new mission presidency. We discussed unity with members & leaders, our missionary purpose, the sanctity of the sacrament, and accountability.








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