Alright, so Monday Aunt Lila and Gloria said I could take the day off, so Joka (she doesn’t work on Trabajando Day because her parents pay for her to be here) and I spent the day in our room bonding and studying. I read the Bible from 9AM to 11PM with just a few breaks to eat and socialize. I was trying to catch up to Aunt Lila on our Acts Bible study before she got home—of course, I didn’t start my catching up until the day she was supposed to get home; well, I made it, and now we’re on the same page (no pun intended).
Tuesday I watched kids and got my box from the post office! Yea! My skirts came. My roommate, Dalila, was eye-balling my skirts and when I tried on the green one, it didn’t fit well (kinda snug in the hips) and she totally made me feel like a fatty by trying to stick her hand in my pocket to show me that it was too small for me. She’s not getting my skirt! I’ll lose the weight! Haha!
Grete is walking now and crying even less, and I was softer with Nohemí and she was surprisingly much more obedient. Cool!
Anywayyy, today I only had first period with little Abril (Grete’s mom never showed up with her). Went to Wednesday chapel, where Jesús (who’s visiting), a graduate of the BI and a missionary in Chihuahua, Mexico, delivered a sermon on… on… I guess a whole lot, because I don’t remember one specific topic. So we were praying for Jesús when we were doing our fasting; he is terribly ill as a consequence of his former life in the world. Well, after comida (lunch); when I went back up to my room I was just sitting on my bed talking to God and he told me that I need to lay hands on Jesús before he leaves so that he will be healed.
I don’t want to. I’ve prayed twice for major things, and saw no results. Rigo for his eyes (I went to his house and laid hands on him and prayed over him for 5+ minutes 5+ different times), Pablo who’s dying of cancer, I laid hands on in the hospital at the prayer circle for him and I’ve heard no news of anything happening. I feel like such a failure—I’m missing the mark somewhere. It bums me out so much because all I’m doing is obeying the Bible &/or obeying the prompting of the Holy Spirit, yet I’m not seeing the healings. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong; Jesus gave me the power, but why can’t I use it to glorify Him?
I’m discouraged. That’s why I don’t want to pray for Jesús; I know the healing is available in the name of Jesus, but I don’t think I’m the one who is able to administer it. :\
Needless to say, I didn’t pray for him today.
I’m getting closer and closer to my certain roommates every day (Cheli, Joka, Elda)—what wonderful, admirable women of God, are they! Cheli came up to my bed the other night and sat and used Paint on my computer while I was doing the Bible study. Here’s what she made me:
It says “I love you A LOT +” :) That made me laugh and happy! And you wanna know what made her laugh and happy? What I drew in Paint:
And Elda (not pictured) hugs me every day; she’s really sweet and I look up (and down) to her so much!
P.s. The good news I mentioned in the last blog was that GLORIA'S PREGNANT! It's kind of a miracle--she's in her mid 30s and doctors recently said it was impossible. We're all so happy for Gloria and Beto!
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