Hermana Charly Flake : Rain, Rain!!!!

Rain rain, go away. Come again another day!

Our Helmets were Soaked!

Wet, cold helmets= two hardworkin missionaries

Well thats not super fair about the incredibly nice weather cause it got SO cold this week! Dad remember how I told ya that it never rains here? Well I think I jinksed the weather with my missionary authority because it seriously rained the entire week up until Sunday! I don't think i've ever before watched it rain so hard the entire day and night nonstop. It was so much that we had to stay inside for various reasons like my companions health and the flooded streets (no way to ride bikes). The next day we were so sick of being inside that we left anyway and we seriously soaked ourselves in the freezing cold and pouring rain! It probably wasn't too smart to do but we're alive so we're good. Every day I feel like i'm preaching on Sunrise Mountain.

We are getting everyone real excited for the Capilla Abierta and also the Cordoba Temple Dedication in a couple weeks. Our little humble chapel is going to be set apart for the day to become part of the new Cordoba temple.

I think the cold got the best of most of the members this Sunday. If I count us two and one of the member's baby we were 11 people who attended Sacrament Meeting. It made me think a lot about when Joseph Smith organized the church and there were only 6 present in their first Sacrament meeting. I love it because I still felt the Spirit so strongly as the two Preisthood holders blessed and passed the sacrament as we sang "Nearer my God to Thee" without a piano. The preisthood power and the spirit is the same in every one of God's churches, no matter the number of people present. But that only motivates me to go and work harder so that that church is filled with more people, so that they can also feel of that Spirit and partake of these wonderful blessings.

Yesterday during a lesson I was offered cigarretes haha that's a first and then right after the same man offered me coffee. I boldly testified of the Word of Wisdom and he put the cigarettes back in his pocket.

I realize that one can sit there and argue about doctrines all day if they are stuborn enough, but every time someone testifies of a truth that they themselves have come to know by the Spirit, there is no way to argue it. The conversation ends there. This week after hearing so many wise accusations about Joseph Smith ( by the same man that offered me cigarretes) I was able to testify boldly that I know Joseph Smith was a prophet of God and that the Book of Mormon is true, and that the only reason I know it is because I've read it and asked God in humble and sincere prayer. It felt so good to say it so boldly and firmly and the man, after trying so hard to accuse us of teaching false truths, had nothing to say. BEAR YOUR TESTIMONY. There is so much power in it!