Hola todos!
Yeah...the title of this email should tell you everything. I was transferred...to the one place that I had prayed and prayed that I would be transferred to! Kaw River ward just across the river in Kansas City Missouri. This is the only other Spanish speaking ward that sisters get to serve in. I could hardly believe my ears when I got the transfer call because I am follow up training and I did not think that I would be because I did not go to the meeting that people who are training normally go to. Thankfully I had a feeling that I was leaving so I did say goodbye to most of the people in my ward and those whom I was teaching. It was very very hard to say goodbye and honestly I felt like my heart was breaking but I knew that it was time to go.
Well I thought that the Riverview ward was one of the craziest things that I had ever experienced but I had not yet been here to Kansas City, Kansas. Way more of the ward speaks Spanish and honestly my Spanish has already improved in the small amount of time that I have been here. My companion's name is Hermana Sant and she is from Virginia. I love her so much! Already we get along really well and honestly I feel a lot more relaxed than I did before because we are more similar than I have been with any of my other companions. She just gets me more(if it's really if possible for anyone to get me ha ha:D) We live with a member of the ward in our actual area! Before I was living in Independence and driving to our area every day. The members name is Sister Jones and I am very thankful to her for the hospitality that she shows to us missionaries.
So we only have a car every other week here in KC, K. Every other week we ride the bus and walk a ton. I absolutely LOVE it. My companion does not exactly feel the same(she is a bit of a germa-phobe and the bus grosses her out) but she is such a trooper and we do what we have to do to get where we need to be. Let me tell you that the Lord protects His missionaries. I have a story about two elders in the mission, not in our zone but I think their area is not too far from here. Well President Keyes was supposed to come and do a training for all of the VC sisters two days before transfers last week. Well he did not end up coming and we got word that he was not coming because a companionship of elders in the mission had gotten in a serious car accident and one of them was even life-flighted to the hospital, while the other was rushed in an ambulance. Well all of us were really worried and praying that those two elders were okay. The very next day the director of the VC got up to talk to all of the sisters at a meeting that we were having and he told us that both of those elders were able to go home later that night. The doctors at the hospital were completely amazed that both of these young men were able to go home and especially the one that had been life flighted. Neither one of them had even broken a bone! What had happened is that they ran into a tree and it caused a ton of damage...yet they were both okay, able to go home and stay on their missions. I can tell you that I have felt the hand of the Lord already since being here in KC, K. The other day we were walking down a street towards our dinner appointment in a part of town that is a teeny bit shady and we said hello to this man that was walking past us and right away he asked if we were Mormons or Jehovah's Witnesses. We told him Mormons and then he proceeded to try and chew us out and was really getting up in our faces. Well we turned to walk away and it seemed like he might try to follow us but thankfully he did not end up doing it. Well right after we left we saw this other man behind us and he said "Don't worry ladies, I would not have let him lay a hand on you." It was this "old biker dude"(as he called himself) and he walked with us for a bit and showed us where he lived and he said that if we were in this part of town and anyone tried to hurt us again to remember where his family lives and to go straight there. So. Who are we to choose the way that the Lord protects us? Whether it be in the form of an "old biker dude" or having no broken bones after having totaled a car by crashing into a tree? Dios sabe todos do nuestros situaciones.
I pray all is well! I love you all so much. Sadly I do not have a card reader for my memory card so until I get one I won't be able to send pictures. I will try to describe in detail to make up for it, ha ha!
les amo mucho!!!
con amor,
Hermana "Espina" Thorne
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