As for inspiring stories, I have one that just happend. :)
So in my area we have been having difficulties finding people to teach. Which is uncommon in this mission. This is the first area where I have had people flat out reject what we have to say. We were kind of bummed out and resulted early on in the transfer to spend a day contacting people in the streets. Anyways, we made contact with an artist. He was sneaking pictures of us on his camera while we were giving him a friendship card. He told us he would go to church if we came to his exposition at and indian culture fair. He works a lot with the indigenous tribes here in Acre. Anyways, we couldnt leave our area to go to his exposition. We didnt see him again.
This last week I kept thinking about him and I told my companion that we needed to go see him again. She had forgotten who he was and wasnt very interested in going back to see him. This Saturday we were on the bus coming back from doing divisions with some other sisters. We took a bus we had never taken before. As I sat down I heard someone behind me say, hey! Your Sister Chata right?? I turned around to see who it was. No one remembers my name here, so I was very surprised to see this artist. We talked with him briefly and explained to his friends why we were so far away from home serving missions.
We invited him to church and he said that he would come. We passed by his house to leave him a Book of Mormon later that day to read. Come Sunday when we got there he didnt remember saying that he would come to church with us. He was very polite, and conversing with him was very interesting. You could feel the Spirit strongly. He started talking about his son Amon, and how we should invite him to church too. Ended up that Amon came to church with us, but his dad had something come up that he had to attend too. At church everyone made a big deal about Amons name and about how he wasnt a member yet. We sat down in class and a Sister (irma) pulled me out of class to tell me that she had talked with his dad before. She told me about how his dad had a vision and that is where he chose the name for his son Amon. We showed Amon where his name was in the Book of Mormon.
This family is very intelligent and active in learing about other cultures etc. We wont be able to pass by again until Wed. or Thurs. because we are in Manaus for a meeting. But I really hope to be able to baptize Amon before I leave. It looks like I will be spending my last week here in Flores because of a training that President will do with those who are leaving. Therefore my last sunday on the mission will be in the ward where I began my mission. It is a great blessing to be able to see everyone that I love so dearly. It sure will be hard to leave here!
Love you all so much!! :) :)
I am excited to see you!
p.s. That experience was inspirational because if we hadn't been having difficulties finding people to teach we would have never resulted to street contacts and therefore we would have never found this family. There is a plan in everything.