There isnt a ton to report 
this week. Nothing really earthshaking. Except for the literal Eath 
shaking that we had. About a 6.4 earthquake happened this week. But with
 Chile´s standards about what is and what isnt a bad earthquake, they 
are calling it merely a Temblor, which basically means, Tremor. Not 
earthquake. It is really funny what the standard is for an earthquake 
here. If is it under an 8 or 8.5, doesnt count as an Earthquake. But 
that is the ¨Earthshaking¨news for the week. Haha.
I
 want to thank you all for the beautiful emails and testimonies that I 
recived this last week in response to my testimony. Im happy to know 
that I dont need to just proselyte to help other people I love come 
closer to Christ. 
This week was mostly 
uneventful, Hermana Handley had the flu, or something similar, and we 
were out for the count for a couple days, we never had a full day in the
 apartment. We left and worked as much as we could without her 
collapsing (which almost happened a few times). And because we pushed 
through, we were able to find and teach 4 new families and really help 
some less actives remember that thier Heavenly Father loves them. 
We
 are having one problem right now though. The problem that we are having
 is that some of the members here, view the church as a whim, as 
something to participate in at thier convienience. We had a meeting with
 the leaders of the branch to talk about what we can do to strengthen 
our youth programs, and the leader of the young mens and the young 
womens didnt come...... But other than these few things, the ward and 
the work here are more animated than they have been in more than 3 
years. We are all really excited about the miracles that we see every 
single day.
 Thanksgiving was a great day here. 
It obviously wasnt anything close to being home with the family and 
eating pie until I want to throw up. But it was good. No one else was 
celebrating, just us, and I was really glad that day that my companion 
was a Gringa and that she understood Thanksgiving. We bought a 
rotiserrie (didnt spell that right) chicken and made mashed potatoes, 
veggies, fruit, and ended it all off with a suprisingly American tasting
 donut. I loved it. But poor Hermana Handley was pretty sick, so she ate
 a roll and some potatoes and pretty much called it good, and then she 
slept on the floor while I cleaned it all up. Fun day though.
Thanksgiving was a great day here. 
It obviously wasnt anything close to being home with the family and 
eating pie until I want to throw up. But it was good. No one else was 
celebrating, just us, and I was really glad that day that my companion 
was a Gringa and that she understood Thanksgiving. We bought a 
rotiserrie (didnt spell that right) chicken and made mashed potatoes, 
veggies, fruit, and ended it all off with a suprisingly American tasting
 donut. I loved it. But poor Hermana Handley was pretty sick, so she ate
 a roll and some potatoes and pretty much called it good, and then she 
slept on the floor while I cleaned it all up. Fun day though. Our
 spiritual experience for the week that really stands out, was a day 
when Hermana Handley was running a fever again, we had come back to the 
apartment to grab some more water for her, and we were debating about 
leaving again because we only had an hour more. But we left anyways, and
 started walking. And to be honest I wasnt sure where we were going, we 
just walked, I felt like I was just wandering knocking on doors, when 
suddenly I felt the impression to go and visit an old investigator who 
is never home.  We made a sharp 90 degree and began walking. And down 
this street we saw a GIANT house, with Christmas lights all over it. 
Moving in the darkness and everything. It was GORGEOUS. We stood in the 
street open mouthed in front of it for a good 5 minutes, and then a man 
on the sidewalk behind us said hello. It was his house and he was very 
pleased about how much we loved it. We talked about the house for a 
moment, and then about why two gringas were walking in the middle of the
 street in El Salvador Chile at 9 at night, and then he invited us to 
meet his wife. We went inside and just shared a lovely experience 
talking with this couple for awhile. We didnt have enough time to teach,
 but they told us to come back any time.
Our
 spiritual experience for the week that really stands out, was a day 
when Hermana Handley was running a fever again, we had come back to the 
apartment to grab some more water for her, and we were debating about 
leaving again because we only had an hour more. But we left anyways, and
 started walking. And to be honest I wasnt sure where we were going, we 
just walked, I felt like I was just wandering knocking on doors, when 
suddenly I felt the impression to go and visit an old investigator who 
is never home.  We made a sharp 90 degree and began walking. And down 
this street we saw a GIANT house, with Christmas lights all over it. 
Moving in the darkness and everything. It was GORGEOUS. We stood in the 
street open mouthed in front of it for a good 5 minutes, and then a man 
on the sidewalk behind us said hello. It was his house and he was very 
pleased about how much we loved it. We talked about the house for a 
moment, and then about why two gringas were walking in the middle of the
 street in El Salvador Chile at 9 at night, and then he invited us to 
meet his wife. We went inside and just shared a lovely experience 
talking with this couple for awhile. We didnt have enough time to teach,
 but they told us to come back any time.
It was
 amazing to feel the spirit guide my feet like that. And even more 
amazing to later realize that we had listened and followed a very clear 
prompting. 
That was the week though. A week of
 rest and love and a Spirit of Thanksgiving. I am so thankful for this 
opportunity that I have to be serving a mission. I am grateful for my 
friends and family who are supporting me from all over the world, and I 
am especially grateful for my Savior. Without whom, we would not be 
here. Love you all, until next week!!! (My 6 month mark is Thursday BTW. When did that happen?)
Hermana Randall
 
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