This week I had my first experience riding the Subway in the DF.......HAHAHAHAHAHA! It was Crazy! DF is a high paced city with adventures in every moment. When we got off the bus to head to the Subway, I was already overwhelmed. I have heard so many stories about the Subway and my nerves were getting to me. Hermana Salazar and I have never ventured in DF but everyone else in our District had. We had all of our things bundled up so that pic pockets wouldn´t touch us and we were frantically following our district, running through the subway making sure that we got to the church on time. Our legs hurt so bad from all of the running and muscle straining from riding the subway.
At the beginning we have to pass through a gate that turns. Like the ones in Disneyland. I put my ticket through and started to walk through but as I got one leg through......it stopped turning. HAHAHAHA I was stuck with a bar in the middle of my legs, in the subway, in a skirt.....hahahaha Just imagine that for a little bit......Luckily I am tall enough that I slid my leg over the bar and headed on my way. HAHAHAHA Everyone was laughing at me. It was hilarious!
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! MOM! That is right! This week I had the experience of a lifetime meeting Elder D. Todd Christofferson! He is one of my favorite apostles! The spirit was so strong as we listened to him. He testified of the importance of keeping the spirit with us. I think that is the most important thing that we can do. Maintain this gift for the rest of our lives. I loved every moment of it. We took a picture as a mission but It hasn´t arrived in my email yet.
As we finished the conference, we sang ¨Called to Serve¨. Usually we stand to sing this song but I don´t know what is wrong with my mission. They always wait till the last moment to stand up. This time we sang the first verse sitting. But Hermana Salazar and I decided that we needed to stand up. So the second verse we stood up. The only two missionaries in front of the apostle and the president of the mission. I felt alone. Seeing everyone look at me and waiting for somebody else to join us. A little bit later, 2 other missionaries joined in. Then 2 more. Then the whole mission. I started to cry in this moment, when I realized our mission is unified. The spirit testified that I don't need to be scared to stand up for what is right. That I don´t need to be afraid to be myself. That I don´t need to wait for somebody else to do the right thing. I need to act according to my beliefs and my way of being. It was a day that I will never forget.
As we prepared to take a bus home. We went to pay and realized that the taxi driver had given us 200 fake pesos. It was so frustrating in the moment. But then we asked, ¨what do we need to learn from this experience?¨ We didn´t learn anything until we had gotten home. We had 34 pesos for 4 days. and That was not going to last us. We said a specific prayer that we would have a miracle. Money on our mission cards, anything. As we finished we went to check our cards and.....nothing. So we continued working and as we got home that night. We checked our books for money (because we always hide our money in the books). I checked through everyone and as I got to the last book... I found 500 pesos that I had lost about a month ago. Heavenly Father knows the timing of everything and answers prayers! Never give up hope!
I love you tons Mom! Thank you for everything you have done for me!
Hermanita Drew
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| My two companions |
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| Missionaries that came to the Mexico City West Mission on the same day as me |
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