Monday, October 28, 2013

6 months on the mish!

Oh boy... sounds like Nate is just a PEACH. Boa Sorte. AH! That's so cool that you've been talking to my members! You've actually been talking to their 12 year old son. He came up to me after Sacrament yesterday and was like "SISTER HAHA! [which is what the ward calls me because no one can prounounce/likes to say my name] I TALKED TO YOUR MOM YESTERDAY!"It was awesome! He said he's been putting everything through google translator haha but that's way cool. We have a FHE with them every single week and I just love them. It's really awesome because they were less-active when we got into the area and now they come to church every Sunday! The family is Katia and her husband, N, and their three kids and two chihuahuas. I'm glad that President Most finally received my card! Glad to hear that dad is doing good... Haven't heard from him in a while... HINT! I haven't been sending a lot of pictures lately because my card reader won't work and so I have to find my camera cord, but I will send pictures next week of our baptism and everything...

Last P-Day we went to the happiest place on earth... AKA Rua 25 de Marzo. It's a huge street lined with shops that sell tons and tons of anything your could imagine for super cheap. Heavenly. Believe it or not, I actually didn't buy anything... Partly because my money is a little low at the moment because I just had to pay our water/energy bill and partly because I was so overwhelmed by all of the different things I wouldn't have been able to choose! The streets there were PACKED. hundreds and hundreds of people. literally.

Last Tuesday I went on Splits with a sister in our zone, Sister W. She's from Georgia and is 19 and I freaking love that girl. I got to spend the night and day in her area and it was way fun! She's only been here for 3 weeks so her portuguese was a little... limited... so I had to talk a LOT, which was good. Definitely helpe me to step up my Portuguese a little bit. It's always really nice to go on splits with other missionaries because it helps you to get out of the 'pattern' of the transfer. Sister Wilcox taught me a lot of really great things. It was such a testimony builder to me to see her on her mission and so dedicated to the work. Missionary Work is truly the most important work that you could be doing right now.

Wednesday I got to go back to my area with sister M and it was SO stinking hot. Actually, it probably wasn't even that hot, it's just so stinking humid her that when you step outside you're pretty much instantly drenched in sweat. awesome. we were walking to go and try and visit some less actives near our house and we decided to stop by a members house and let her know about the baptism on saturday. literally 3 minutes after we entered her house, the rain started. But it wasnt just a sprinkle, it was hard, big, fat, noahs ark raindrops. in 10 minutes the streets were rivers and flooded with water and the thunder was so loud it made the house shake! AND THEN -  - the hail. oh my heck. hail the size of ping pong balls started pelting the house. it was nuts. obviously we stayed in the house until it stopped because that would have punched holes in my umbrella! After that we had our Baptismal interview at the capella!! G was interviewed and found worthy to be baptized and was so excited. He was beaming. Great day. It was also a special day for me because I turned 21 1/4. Happy Birthday to me!

Thursday was my SIX MONTH BIRTHDAY on the mish! I can't believe it! I actually feel like I have no time left! I'm kind of praying that Prophet Monson will announce next general conference that sisters can stay for 2 years because i don't think ill ever want to leave Brazil. But, anyways. Thursday was kind of NUTS. Let me explain... We went to lunch a a members house who lives an hour away on foot, then we had to go fnd our map (that i lost...oops) so we walked 30 min to the capella, the map wasn't there, so we walked 30 minutes to a members house to see if the map was there, it wasn't, so we walked 30 minutes back to the capella to catch a bus to our next appointment. i thought i knew which bus to take but i definitely didnt because we ended up on the wrong one and in another area an hour away, so we road the but back around to our area and got of the same spot that we got on and walked an hour to our Appointment... yikes. lol. To top it all off, I spent the rest of our night in an evangelical church again. I told our bible basher investigators that if they would let our member take them to see the sao paulo temple that i would go to their church again... lets just say it was just as ridiculous as the first time, except this time they were speaking in tongues. It sounded exactly like in harry potter, the second movie, when harry is speaking in parseltongue... and everyone in the congregation is yelling amen! and hallelujah! and glory to god! Once again I am so grateful for the gospel when I can truly feel the whisperings of the spirit. We also met a family to teach! Our fabulous ward missionaries introduced us to their neighbors, husband and wife and 2 kids. They're great. The wife said that she was already frequenting a church, but that lately she had been feeling that there is something missing... THE BOOK OF MORMON! :D The lesson was awesome and I could feel the spirit really strong. and we are going back to teach them this week!

Friday wasn't too excited, but I did get to learn how to make some great Brazilian food when we went to lunch! So good. Friday night we had a lesson with G just to see how he was doing before his baptism on saturday. He told us that he was so excited he went and got a haircut and invited his whole family!

Saturday we had our baptism! :D Baptismal days are always really hard for me because I always just want to skip right to the baptism! We made a bunch of visits in the morning (which was so HOT) and then made our way home to freshen up and put on another layer of deodorant... lol. We had to have the baptism in another capella because our capella was hosting a youth dance. G brought his entire family and girlfriend, who cried, and were all so sweet... we'll work on them next ;) 

Yesterday, G was confirmed! He bought new clothes for church and looked so snappy! It was so precious and such a happy moment. We had a meeting at the stake center with all of the priesthood leaders, but our district leader forgot to tell us that they rescheduled one with the missionaries... so just imagine all of the stake priesthood leaders in a meeting and two sister missionaries as well. how embarrassing. we ended up leaving after the opening hymn when we realize that no other missionaries were coming... oops again... That night we had a family home evening with some members and investigators who we are teaching how to read! I'll update you more on that next time, but it was great!

I think thats all for now... Be good and don't forget to share your testimony!

Com amor,

sister hargrove

Monday, September 16, 2013

Tudo bem com vocês?

OÍ Família! Tudo bem com vocês? Tudo é ótimo aqui, em São Bernardo. I am glad to hear that you got my package, finally! Did you like all the the Brazilian candy? And the letters? I haven't gotten the other package yet. I won't have the opportunity to pick up my mail until the end of September anyways, so it already be in the office right now, I don't know! The post offices here are on strike right now, so I can't mail anything right now either. :/ But all is well! One day I'll get my granola bars!

This week was good, pretty uneventful again, but good. Last p-day we went and hung out with the other dupla of sisters in our zone. We made guacamole and juice AND Sister Schwitters shared some of her Peanut Butter (a VERY precious, rare, expensive item in Brazil) with us and I got half a PB&J. It was HEAVENLY. Seriously.

After that we got home and went to go contact a referral that we had recieved from mormon.org (also a very rare thing in Brasil) The Elder in the office wrote his name down wrong so we were surprised when he answered and was a boy haha. Elder Consiglieri wrote down Gabriella, but his name is G... oops. Anyways, he has a really cool story. He's 21 and recieved a Book of Mormon from his non-member friend who said he was going through a hard time and that book really helped him. So G went online to find out more and order a Book of Mormon of his own. Cool, right? When we came back, he told us that he had already started reading the book of mormon! When we asked him if he wanted to be baptized, he said yes! AND THEN we tried to return twice and he cancelled on us and never came to church... dang. But we are going to go back and try and visit with him this week!

Other than that we don't really have anyone else that is progressing, but we are doing a lot of work with the less-actives in the ward and also with the members. We have the best members here!

ALSO, we are going on our 4th day with out any running water in our house... #lifeofamissionary. our water box broke and leaked into all the walls in our house so they are trying to fix it today. We've been having to take showers at member homes and go to the bathroom in the chapel!! haha but tudo bem

Just so you know, tomorrow starts the 100 day count down until christmas! 100 DAYS UNTIL I GET TO SKYPE YOU GUYS!!!!!!! :D Woohoo! I can't wait! And the 24th is my 5 month mark. can you believe it! ahh!!! I get to go to the temple in sao paulo next week, so my p-day will be on tuesday, btw. and then general conferance is the week after. WOOHOO!! I am so excited! Sister Marino and I think that they will announce that sisters can serve two year missions. ;)

Anyways, I love you all and hope you are doing well and reading your scriptures every single day! Deus nos ama!

Com Amor,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, September 9, 2013

P-day at WALMART

I feel like I don't have any exciting things to report on this week... oh well. Last P-day, we went to WALMART. It was so great. Obvi, it was way different than any wallyworld I've ever been to in the states, but still good. It made me really trunky though. I bought a bunch of overly priced Reese's. My week was pretty uneventful this week because I got food poisoning. :/ Sister Marino and I ate lunch at this members house, an average meal of chicken, salad, beans, rice, and orange juice. After that we went to this less-active members house and when we were going to leave I stood up and just got so dizzy and felt so sick. After that we went to two other houses to have Family Home Evenings with them and I felt more and more sick. We ended up going home at like 830h, I ran through the door, up the stairs, and puked all the rice and beans I've ever eaten up. It was disgusting. I slept through the next two days and all is well now! I still don't have an appetite for rice and beans, but I'm going to have to get over that real quick...

We had a man stop us in the street this week and ask us to come to his house, so we did and we taught him all about the basic beliefs of our church and it went really well! After we left he texted us and told us that his wife didn't want us in the house any more, but that he would still come to church. Surprise, surprise, he never came and is ignoring us now. We've had a lot of that lately. People just drop off the face of the earth. Weird.

Every Sunday we have Family Home Evening with the members that own the house that we live in in English. Its so weird. Last Sunday they made us pancakes, this Sunday, we brought them Reese's and they made us chocolate cake... such a good way to spend our "p-night."

A son of one of our recent converts in the ward reminds me a lot of nate. He's 12, just got the priesthood, plays video games and thinks he's the coolest kid around. I just love him so much. I asked him if he wanted to serve a mission and and said "YES!!! in the united states!!" He wants to learn english so bad. SIster Marino and I teach him slang words every once and a while, like"cool".

so good.

I love my mission.

And YOU guys.

Love
Sister Hargrove

Monday, September 2, 2013

TRANSFERENCIAS! HURRAH!

Nova Companiera: My new companion is Sister Marino. Another American! Can you believe it?! She's 22, from New York (30 minutes away from the Sacred Grove!) and gos to BYU-Idaho as well. She is GREAT and we get along really well. She spent her first two transfers in the Salt Lake City Central Mission and this is her third transfer is Brazil. Her Portuguese is really good and she teaches me a LOT every day. Que Bençao!


Nova Casa: Our house is SO NICE. Except for the fact that there have been elders in it for the past couple years. And the elders that were here before us were a little disobedient. It's actually really disgusting. I don't know if they swept at all. We got to the house and there were pizza boxes and soda cans and hey swept all the dirt into a pile and left it there. BUT, all is well, the house just needs some Sister Love.


Nova Area: Our area is GREAT. I am serving in Sao Bernardo 4 now. I actually think that it might be the best area in the mission. The members here LOVE us and they are so helpful. When we first go o our house people brought us cake and mango juice and called to see if we needed anything.


Livro de Area, Ajuda dos Elderes, e Nosso Bispo: Since the elders before us were foibeika, our Area Book was empty. It hadn't been updated in months so we had no addresses and no one to go visit... so we went to meet with our Bishop. He is awesome. His name is Bishop Rogers and he is only like 29. He brought us both a big box of chocolate on our first meeting so I can tell he's great haha he gave us a list of members to call to go on splits with us because he elders didn't leave us a map so we didn't know how to get anyways. 


Coversa: Yesterday, I talked to someone on the bus for 5 minutes ALL. IN. PORTUGUESE. What the heck?! It was so great. And then I got his address and told him that missionaries would come by next week. WOOHOO. I'm a real missionary.

Igreja no Domingo: Sister Marino I bore our testimonies during fast and testimony meeting this Sunday. It was great. All of the members that we had gone on splits with got up and bore there testimony about missionary work and how great spltis were. So cool. :)

That's all for this week! Love all of you. Heavenly Father's on our side. :)

Com amor,
Sister Hargrove








Sunday, September 1, 2013

First Transfer in Brasil? FIM.


Transferencias: It's official! I found out this morning that I am being transferred away from Sao Caetano. I don't know where and I don't know who will be my new companion, but I will find out tomorrow. We have to go to a transfer meeting in Sao Judas... which means I have to pack up everything and then haul all my things onto 3 trains and a bus... yay. :/

My District
Testemunho de Jehova: Sister Davis and I had a very interesting experience this week. We taught some Jehovah's Witnesses. Let's start from the beginning... We talked to this woman at the bus station. She was so nice to us! She explained that she was already a Jehovah's Witness, but that she wanted to know more about our beliefs in comparison to hers. Perfect! So we set up a time and day to go visit her at her house and that was that. Anyways, we go to her house and start talking with her and she pulls out all of this anti-lds stuff she printed off the internet, full of ridiculous lies about the LDS church, so we're trying to explain to her that the things in these articles are false when we hear some people outside her gate clapping (people in brazil clap, not knock). So she goes out  and comes back with two JW missionaries and immediately they just start arguing with us. They raised there voice and started shoving their Bible in our faces saying 'read this!, read that!' and telling us that we were living a lie. And on top of that, they refused to let us talk. We would start to explain what we really believed and they would cut us off every time. Finally Sister Davis stood up and told them that we had to go. We tried to give them a Book of Mormon, but obviously they wouldn't take it and they left. I am all for comparing our beliefs, but attacking someones beliefs is never ok. The Spirit cannot dwell in such an environment. We gave the woman our phone number and a Book of Mormon as well and left. It was a rough experience.

Comida: Oh man. We had a good food week. If I come back from Brazil the same size that I am now, it will be a miracle. Members give us money all the time for food, and EVERYONE wants to feed us. Yesterday we had lunch with my favorite member. She is the Southern Belle of Sao Paulo. She's a convert as well and makes the best food I've ever had. And whenever we come over she pulls out all the stops and makes SO much and always tells us that she'll be offended if we dont eat it all. And Sister Davis and I are always like "...Well if you insist!!" And then we eat all the beans and rice and watermelon juice and chocolate mouse and a thousand other things until we feel like we might get sick.

Our lunch money haha were rivh in reais
Doms dos Membros: Something weird about this area... I don't know if the members are trying to send Sister D and I a message but everyone wants to give us soap. All of the Sisters in the ward always tell us that they have a present for us and it is always soap... Ive gotten 3 soaps this week! What are they trying to say... ? 

Poo river... smells like the goat barn, blehhh
Batismo: This week we had a Baptism! My first Baptism! His name is J. V. and he knows the Church is true. He will be the first in his family to be LDS. He was a member referral from a sweet brother in Santo Andre. His baptism was AWESOME. We took pictures and he tried to hug us like 100 times. Sister Davis gave a great talk about the covenant of baptism and about the example of Jesus Christ. A few members bore their testimony to him and the Elders Q Pres said a few words and presented him with his very own manual. :) It was touching. Afterwards the whole ward went up to him and talked to him and welcomed him. They were all so nice. One brother gave him a tie and there were hugs all around. It was a very special day. And on top of that, he brought his whole family with him to church. #blessings

J and his family
Anyways, that's all the exciting stuff that has happened this week, until next time... Remember who you are.

Beleza,
Com Amor,
Sister Hargrove

One of the elders that is going home ("dying" lol get it?)

4 month pic

Ward talent show

The baptism

The baptism

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

YAY! Happy 1 Month in Brazil! Only 14 more to go... ;)

Let's talk about the fun and exciting stuff first and then I'll get a little serious with you.

Birthday Dress: For my birthday present to myself, Sister D. and I decided to go shopping in Sao Paulo. Oh man, it was so cool. Shopping in Brazil is divine. They have miles and miles of clothing shops. It's Heaven to say the least. Anyways, I ended up finding a flowy blue dress for R$60. I have to get it hemmed today, but I'll send you a pic next week. Also  we went to the train station to get there and I'm pretty sure I found platform 9 3/4...

The Youth! On Wednesday, we had a meeting at the Chapel and all of the youth were there. And, oh my heck, they are so awesome. They were all playing soccer in the back with a flat basketball (lol) and then they came and started trying to talk to me and telling me their names and what not. Talking with the Youth is WAY easier than talking with adults because when you ask them to speak slower, they actually speak slower instead of just talking louder at the same speed and giving you a wierd look. Also, there's a youth that is an olympic gymnast in our ward... it's fine. no big deal. and he wants us to teach his friends. shawn johnson maybe? 

English Class: Can I just tell you how much I love teaching English Class? I LOVE it. Not just because I get to forget all of my Portuguese for an hour and a half each week, but because they are just so funny! They love to ask me about my family back home and my love life and they always bring quotes from English movies to ask me about. This week they asked me about the term 'teenage kicks' and about how you leave the house when you are 18 in the US. 

M.: This week there is something very special attatched to my email... A picture of one of my investigators and me! Meet M.. M. is in his 60's and LOVES me. Seriously. He just loves me. Probably because the first time I met him, I told him I have an accent because I am from Recife... now every time he sees me he says OPA! The girl from recife is here! Haha he thinks I am hilarious. He has taken all of the discussions, but has a problem with being baptized again. thats the only thing holding him back... big surprise haha But anyways, this week he made us a HUGE cake, it was so good. Favorite thing about Brazil... Chocolate is its own food group.

A familia de S: Let me tell you about my favorite family in Brazil. Meet S. S is in her 40's. Her husband passed away about a month ago from Cardiac Arrest leaving three young children behind, C, P, and L. She works from the early morning to late at night everyday. They live in very humble circumstances. S has been learning with the missionaries for over a year and wanted to be baptized, but did not have enough money to get married to her husband. This week we brought cookies and taught S and her children about turning to Christ through your trials. P, who is five, drew pictures of missionaries and the Book of Mormon in my planner as we taught. :) S told us about all the hardships that she has been having since losing her husband. Afterwards, she made us salad and her kids taught me all about how to talk about Spider Man in Portuguese while Sister D talked with S.I now have a secret handshake with each of the cute kids. :D

Policei de Federal: It's official! I officially have my Brazilian ID card! On Monday night, all of the new missionaries and their companions rode the bus/train to Sao Paulo and spent the night with the senior missionaries. In the morning, Sister S (the next gen primary president, I swear!) made us french toast and bacon. Oh my heck, after 3 weeks of bread and maracuja for breakfast, it was so good. Then we all made the treck down to the police station. They took our pictures and fingerprints and gave us our OFFICIAL VISAS! WOOHOO. #imabrazilian

C. e Acai:
We had a lesson with a less active member this week. He runs a froyo/acai/sorvete shop. I swear to you, he is the fastest talking man I have ever met in my life. I didnt understand a word he said. My companion had trouble too. They would just talk back and forth and then all the sudden he was giving us keesh. It was soooo good.

4 horas com M....: M. is an investigator that we teach who is about 50ish years old. And let me tell you, he thinks I am hilarious because I speak with such an American accent... probably because the first time I met him, I told him I was from Manaus... oops.

Sisters' Training: This week we also had Sisters Training! Woo! President and Sister T. had all of the Sisters in the mission, about 25, at their house to eat and converse. So FUN! I also got to spend the whole day with Sister C.... so that was a plus. 

As Problemas da OniBus: On the way to Sisters Training we had a little... problem. Sao Paulo is a BUSY city and so the trains in the morning are always packed. Like people shoved up against each other, pressed up against the windows packed. its absolutely insane. anyways, we were getting on the train and everyone was pushing and shoving and definitely invading my sister missionary bubble. Before I knew it Sister D. was on the bus and the doors were closing and people were shoving me off and then I was watching the train drive away... ALONE. hahaaha yes. I got left behind at the train station. Thankfully I had already expressed my fear of this event happening to Sister D. before and we had made a plan of what to do in the event that this happened... so I just rode the next train and got off at the next station and had a great reunion with my mission mom haha... it was still scary though.

Pasar Mal: When you have a cold, In Portuguese you say that you are passing evil/bad. really wierd, I know. But anyways, I have my first Brazilian sickness. Some nasty cold. Enough to make me feel terrible, but not enough to stay in bed all day. woof. makes the work miserable.

A Sala de Ingles: In our english class this week we talked all about English expressions and vocabulary words that go along with being sick. :) Then I opened the class up to any questions. They asked me about the wierdest things! For example... one asked me about laser hair removal... what? another asked me about some swear words. haha

Anyways, this week was good. Still don't speak Portuguese, but eventually... haven't gotten any mail yet, but anxiously awaiting ;)

Love,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, July 29, 2013

Awkward, almost kiss... again. SO, in Brazil, you greet people with a hug and a kiss on the cheek... I feel like I kiss more people in a day than most people do in their whole life haha anyways, as  sister missionaries, we are not allowed to greet those of the opposite gender like that so we usually just stick with a handshake. The other day we were teaching this man, L and at the end he grabs my hand and tries to pull me up off the couch and kiss me! When I realized what he was doing I was like "nao nao! somos missionarias!" and we had to explain things to him and he was really embarrassed, it was so awk... but sister D said that happens all the time.

21st Birthday! As some of you might know... I celebrated my 21 run in Brazil this week. We had a district/zone meeting in the morning and after that was done, Elder I (ZL) was like everyone go to the kitchen for a birthday surpise! Turns out my whole zone had brought some sort of sweet with them and they all sang me happy birthday in portuguese first and then english. it was so sweet! THEN, to top it all off, the ZLs presented me with "a taste of america for your bday" A HERSHEYS CANDY BAR. Oh man they're the best. And then I had my first Brazilian Pizza for dinner with my comp... IT WAS SO GOOD. Thankfully there is a pizzaria right across the street from our house. :) Other than that it was a pretty miserable day haha it poured rain all day and was COLD, we visited a lot of people too, so I felt like a real missionary all soaking wet in the cold. haha

3 Month Anniversary! This week I also celebrated my 3 month anniversary on the mission WOOHOO. On the 24th  our phone stopped working and President A called us 15 times and the ZL/DL couldn't get ahold of us as we
ll so they were all really worried. We were practically rogue missionaries haha anyways, they ended up calling our members home and we had to go all the way to San Bernardo to get a new phone from the office elders, which costs about R$20 to get there on the train. laammeee

Winter. Woof. Turns out, Sao Paulo has a winter time. And let me tell you, it stinks. Why did no one tell me this? It has been 7 degC and raining and windy all week!

Teaching. we are teaching a lot of people. J V is one of our new investigators and he is great. He knows the church is true and comes to church every Sunday. He is definitely elect, we just have to get over some law of chastity and word of wisdom issues first. We are teaching a lot of other people as well, but no one that is progressing immensely :( But all in good time. We are working with a recent convert less active T who is so great. She is married to a cocaine addict with a daughter so she is going through some really hard times, but we visit her a lot and I can see her faith in Christ growing everyday.

The Lingua: Portuguese is still really hard, but I know a lot more than I did last week... I just have to get rid of my American accent haha and maybe people will understand me.

Well I hope you all have a great week!


Jacob 4:1-3, Don't forget to read your sciptures every day... they were written for YOU.

Love,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, July 22, 2013

OLA! I am in BRAZIL right now. WHATTTT?! Brazil is great. I really like the people here and the culture is awesome. I really miss the CoCoSprings though... My first night here was really hard. I realized that I definitely do not know Portuguese and even if I did, I would not be able to understand what the Brazilians are saying because they talk so fast!

Tuesday
On the plane, I met two Brazilians, N and M (she was at LEAST 140 years old, I swear). They were both really nice and asked me questions about the church and I responded the best way that I could, but the language barrier is rough. Another rough thing? spending 11 hours on a plane... woof. Not my preferred location for sleeping, but I made the best of it. When I got off the plane, I got into the foreigners line and waited for like two hours for them to check my passport, visa and whatnot. Then I met the rep from the mission office and waited for the other missionaries to arrive. (PS, I ended up flying by myself, I was the only one who flew into Dallas, so I was without a companion for a whole day!!) Anyways, SISTER C CAME! And we had a great little reunion in the airport with a few others that I knew from the MTC, but Sister C and I were the only Sisters. 

We all hopped in a big van outside the airport and began the trek to the mission home to meet Pres/Sis T. LET ME TELL YOU, it is a wonder I didn't die. Brazilians are insane drivers. They don't follow speed limits and weave in and out of the lane, and on top of that, there are people on motorcycles honking and weaving in and out of the cars. It was crazy. 

We got to the mission office about an hour later and all (about 8 visa waiters) filed into the living room with about 6 Brazilian missionaries. Then we met President and his wife, who is AWESOME. We had our transfer meeting and I got my trainer. She is an American from California who has been out for 7 months, 4 in Brazil. Her name is Sister D. She is nice...

After the meeting and hostage pics and everything, we all carried our luggage to the train stations to travel to our areas. We got to our house at about 7ish. We live on the bottom level of the Stake Presidents house with  his family. I'll attach pics of our living quarters to this as well... The picture that I sent of the plyboards is what I look up at every night. Many generations of elders have lived in our house before us so the bed is covered in peoples names and what not... but it says ´´shut up and work.´´ in Portuguese haha

I had my first Brazilian meal of rice and beans and salad and chicken... the first of MANY, but it was so good. I looooove Brazilian food... a LOT. It´s hard not understanding anyone though.

Wednesday:
On Wednesday, we had a zone meeting (in Portuguese) and just unpacked a lot... nothing too exciting, but we did walk up to the capella to meet with the bishop.

Thursday:
We went grocery shopping and to a farmers market, which was so cool! They had every cool fruit you could think of and every part of an animal anyone could every want haha so good. We walk a LOT. To anyone that had a car for their mission... you are so lucky. Sao Caetano is all sorts of hills everywhere. You'll be able to crack an egg on my calves when I get back. We heard some crazy explosions on Thursday... turns out there was a soccer game going on so they were lighting fireworks every time a goal was made.

Friday:
More hills today... so sore. We taught our neighbor, A... who is CRAY. While we were there she got a phone call and then asked us to go to the store with her, so we walked to the street corner store in the pouring down rain to meet this man who owed her some money and gave her like R$850... sketch.

Weekend:
Drank some heaven (Brigadeiro milkshakes) YUM... did a lot of visits, saw a Brazilian marching band. its hard to get ahold of people because not a lot of people have cell phones so we just have to stop by. and even when we make an appointment, sometimes, they're not there! I had my first Church day in Brazil, which was so good. and we also found R$55 on the ground, such luck!

The language is coming along, but it is really hard because people just see me as the American who doesn't speak Portuguese, so they don't really talk to me after they figure that out but I am trying really hard!

The first two weeks of the transfer are generally hard and the first three months of being in a foreign mission are also really hard, so I've got a long 11 weeks ahead of me. But I am finding a lot of comfort in reading my English scriptures every night. 

My mailing address is:

Sister Hargrove
Sao Paulo South Mission
Rua Dr. Luis da Rocha Miranda, 159 - 8a ander
Pq. Japaquara - Sao Paulo SP
CEP 04344-010
 
WOULD LOVE SOME LETTERS!!!!!

Love you all,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, July 8, 2013

V I S A !

V I S A: I GOT MY VISA! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! SISTER HARGROVE IS GOING TO BRAZIL ON MONDAY. I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL. Good people of my family, last Friday, Mom's Brithday, I got THE PHONE CALL. Let me tell you the story. We had a lesson at the Church with a Returning Less-Active / Disfellowshipped member. Who is awesome, by the way. Anyways, We get this phone call in the middle of our lesson and Sister S says, "It's President Anderson!" But we didn't answer it. For the rest of our lesson, I was SO nervous. I just got this feeling that something crazy was about to happen because President Anderson doesn't ever just call to say hi haha Well we finish this lesson and immediately call President back. The whole time my heart is just pounding and then he says, "I just wanted to let you all know that we have received Sister Hargrove's Visa and she will be leaving on Monday, the 15th." And this is how I respond, cue the ugly tears... "OHMYGAWSH! AHHHH!!!!! I'M GOING TO BRAZIL!!! AHHH!!!!!!!!!!" repeat about 5 times while President is on the line talking to Sister H about my flight plan and other important stuff that I should have been listening to, but I was too busy freaking out. Craziest moment of my LIFE. So much changed in the five minute phone call. And now all I can think of is that fact that I need to eat as much American food as I can in the next 7 days because it's going to be rice and beans from here on out. SERIO.

4th of July: I had an AWESOME fourth this year. About a hundred missionaries walked in this huge parade in Monument, CO. It was soooo cool. we all dressed up in patriotic colors, held flags and sang hyms. We also threw a TON of candy. Our members, the Ss,  gave us $100 dollars to buy candy with. SO. MUCH. After the Parade we had dinner at the M's home. They are the sweetest couple I know. Brother M had a stroke a couple years ago has the sweetest testimony. They had my whole district over plus a member and fed us all a delicious barbeque. So good! 

Soup Kitchen Miracles: We went to the soup kitchen again last wednesday. As always, it was great. I was in charge of serving pasta. I stinking love those people!

Splits: At the beginning of this week I went on splits with a less-active member in one of the family wards. Her name is M and she is 18 years old. She is so nice. Anyways, so Sisters H and S went together in the car to a different area and M and I hit the streets. We visited about 8 less-active homes. half weren't there, but we found a new investigator while we were walking! His name is F, he is YSA aged and SO nice. We also visited a man named T who agreed to meet with us again. Turns out he works everyday except Sunday. How great is that?! ;)

Z: I can't remember if I have told you about Z already, but we had a lesson with him this week and I basically layed down the law. I have never been so bold in my life. I pretty much told him that he needed to get his life together and start taking action instead of smoking pot all day long. It was AWESOME. He told me that I blew his mind. Such a good feeling. Then later that week he had the audacity to try and drop us! He said he was only going to come to Church because he thought we were pretty. But fortunately for him, I stood my ground and told him we would be back next week to see how his Book of Mormon reading was going. :)

That's all I have time to write right now... I have to send home a few things... turns out I brought too much stuff... Who knew?! Anyways, I'll be sending that home soon.

LOVE YOU ALL!

I will talk to you in seven days! AHH! IN BRAZIL!

Love,

Sister Hargrove

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Holy. Moly. Where do I even start. This week has been NUTS. But, overall, I LOVE COLORADO. Serio.

Dad, you would love Colorado. It is a combination of the Washington Forests and the Utah Mountains. I looove it. Also, we are surrounded by a bunch of 14,000 ft. mountains that people come from all over to hike and rock climb on. Unfortunately, missionaries are not allowed to do anything too risky, so I won't be climbing any of those anytime soon...
Well, here's my life for the past week...
I got in to CO on Monday. When we got off the plane, our mission president, President Anderson, was waiting to greet us along with five other elders to carry our stuff. Since the group of four that I was in arrived earlier than the rest of the group, President Anderson took us all out to Breakfast at Dennys. SO good. For the first two days, we were in a group of 28 new people (5 were visa waiters, 2 brazil, 3 peru) and we were just in training the whole time. Not going to lie, I hated it. The majority of the people there were going to Colorado and knew the people there from their districts at the MTC, so I felt kind of like an outcast. Then, we were basically in a church gym doing training the entire time. Lame.

The other girl going to Brazil with me, Sister S. is my companion and I love her! I am in a trio, so it is me, Sister S.  and our trainer Sister H. Sister H is great! We love her! On Wednesday we had our big companion/area reveal. All of the new missionaries sat in the front and all of the old missionaries sat looking at us. Then, President Anderson called us up, one by one, to read what I would call a THIRD mission call for me. haha. It just said what area we were going to be in and who our companions were. Sooo, I am in the Colorado Springs Area. AND I am opening a new area called the YSA Rescue Team. Cool title, huh? We are over FOUR stakes of YSA members. But, we only focus on the less-active members. There are about 1800 YSA's total in the area and only about 300 go to church. So we have our work cut out for us. We won't be doing any tracting, or teaching any new investigators, we're just bounty hunters for the astray YSA's. I love it!
We do a lot of drop-bys trying to see if the members still live at the house we have listed. We must have stopped by at LEAST 20 houses so far before someone answered the door. His name is J. , he is 28 and hasnt been to church since he was baptized at age 8. When we opened the door, he was wearing baggy jeans and a wife beater, His zipper was undone and I could see his nipple. lol. I am pretty sure he does some sort of drugs as well because his teeth are literally black and orange. ugh. But, anyways, he answered the door and we talked to him about his life and his religious beliefs. He told us that He believes in a God, but doesn't see the need for an atonement or Jesus Christ. He said that he doesn't take the Bible literally, but as a book of good stories and morals.Very interesting. We talked to him for about 15 minutes on his door step and then asked him if he would be willing to meet with us again. HE SAID YES! So we are meeting with him this Wednesday at 2 o'clock. It was way cool. His heart was definitely softening while we were talking to him and I am so excited to finally teach someone.
We haven't really been teaching because, since we are opening a new area assignment, we have been having to plan a lot of things out and get a lot of information from all 30 wards.So many phone calls! We are also trying to set up a bunch of dinner appointments as well because we have to live on $28/week for everything.
Also, we live in a mansion - seriously google earth it if you get the chance.
Sister Nicole Michelle Hargrove
c/o The Sherwoods
1975 Alamosa Drive
Colorado Springs, CO 80920
You can send letters there until I am transferred or get my visa. Speaking of Visas, I have not heard any official news on my Visa status, but I am very happy to be reassigned in CoSprings until I get it. In fact, I wouldn't mind staying in CoSprings, I love it that much!

On a more spiritual note, for the entire week, I have had a feeling that I need to get a blessing... but I had no idea why and I felt weird asking for one when I didn't know the reason. I finally gave in yesterday and asked one of the elders, Elder C, in my district to give me a comfort blessing. It was GREAT. Turns out, God just needed to talk to me. I needed to hear every single thing he said too and I didn't even know it. In the blessing he told me a bunch of stuff, but what stuck out to me was that I would go to Brazil soon (he said SOON! ahh) and that there are people waiting to meet me here and that I would recognize them when I saw them. Crazy.
The church is SO true and I love it. Have a great week everyone. Read your scriptures. Eu amo voces.
Love,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, June 10, 2013

Holy. Moly. Where do I even start. This week has been NUTS. But, overall, I LOVE COLORADO. Serio.

Dad, you would love Colorado. It is a combination of the Washington Forests and the Utah Mountains. I looove it. Also, we are surrounded by a bunch of 14,000 ft. mountains that people come from all over to hike and rock climb on. Unfortunately, missionaries are not allowed to do anything too risky, so I won't be climbing any of those anytime soon...
Well, here's my life for the past week...
I got in to CO on Monday. When we got off the plane, our mission president, President Anderson, was waiting to greet us along with five other elders to carry our stuff. Since the group of four that I was in arrived earlier than the rest of the group, President Anderson tool us all out to Breakfast at Dennys. SO good. For the first two days, we were in a group of 28 new people (5 were visa waiters, 2 brazil, 3 peru) and we were just in training the whole time. Not going to lie, I hated it. The majority of the people there were going to Colorado and knew the people there from their districts at the MTC, so I felt kind of like an outcast. Then, we were basically in a church gym doing training the entire time. Lame.

The other girl going to Brazil with me, Sister Schooley is my companion and I love her! I am in a trio, so it is me Sister Schooley (im fb friends with her, Chloe Schooley) and our trainer Sister Horrocks. Sister H is great! We love her! On Wednesday we had our big companion/area reveal. All of the new missionaries sat in the front and all of the old missionaries sat looking at us. Then, President Anderson called us up, one by one, to read what I would call a THIRD mission call for me. haha. It just said what area we were going to be in and who our companions were. Sooo, I am in the Colorado Springs Area. AND I am opening a new area called the YSA Rescue Team. Cool title, huh? We are over FOUR stakes of YSA members. But, we only focus on the less-active members. There are about 1800 YSA's total in the area and only about 300 go to church. So we have our work cut out for us. We won't be doing any tracting, or teaching any new investigators, we're just bounty hunters for the astray YSA's. I love it!
We do a lot of drop-bys trying to see if the members still live at the house we have listed. We must have stopped by at LEAST 20 houses so far before someone answered the door. His name is Josh (Don't forget to change that name for the Blog, madre), he is 28 and hasnt been to church since he was baptized at age 8. When we opened the door, he was wearing baggy jeans and a wife beater, His zipper was undone and I could see his nipple. lol. I am pretty sure he does some sort of drugs as well because his teeth are literally black and orange. ugh. But, anyways, he answered the door and we talked to him about his life and his religious beliefs. He told us that He believes in a God, but doesn't see the need for an atonement or Jesus Christ. He said that he doesn't take the Bible literally, but as a book of good stories and morals.Very interesting. We talked to him for about 15 minutes on his door step and then asked him if he would be willing to meet with us again. HE SAID YES! So we are meeting with him this Wednesday at 2 o'clock. It was way cool. His heart was definitely softening while we were talking to him and I am so excited to finally teach someone.
We haven't really been teaching because, since we are opening a new area assignment, we have been having to plan a lot of things out and get a lot of information from all 30 wards.So many phone calls! We are also trying to set up a bunch of dinner appointments as well because we have to live on $28/week for everything.
Also, we live in a mansion. Serio. Here's my new address google earth it sometime:
Sister Nicole Michelle Hargrove
c/o The Sherwoods
1975 Alamosa Drive
Colorado Springs, CO 80920
You can send letters there until I am transferred or get my visa. Speaking of Visas, I have not heard any official news on my Visa status, but I am very happy to be reassigned in CoSprings until I get it. In fact, I wouldn't mind staying in CoSprings, I love it that much!
Would you mind sending me grandpa's email and/or mailing address in Saudi? Thank you!
On a more spiritual note, for the entire week, I have had a feeling that I need to get a blessing... but I had no idea why and I felt weird asking for one when I didn't know the reason. I finally gave in yesterday and asked one of the elders, Elder Curry, in my district to give me a comfort blessing. It was GREAT. Turns out, God just needed to talk to me. I needed to hear every single thing he said too and I didn't even know it. In the blessing he told me a bunch of stuff, but what stuck out to me was that I would go to Brazil soon (he said SOON! ahh) and that there are people waiting to meet me here and that I would recognize them when I saw them. Crazy.
The church is SO true and I love it. Have a great week everyone. Read your scriptures. Eu amo voces.
Love,
Sister Hargrove

Monday, May 27, 2013

Nicole and her companion getting ready to head out to Sao Paulo, Brazil - 1 more week left in the MTC.
Sister Missionaries....they are the greatest!!

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Can you believe that I will have been here for a whole month tomorrow? NUTS. I don't even know how time has flown so fast. Two most weeks and I'll be outta here.
Mouse(s): So one day this past week all the elders came to classes going on and on about how there was a mouse in their room. They all screamed like little girls and then threatened that they were going to throw it into our dorm window that night. Well the next day. Sister E and I were getting ready for gym and I see something scamper across the room and underneath the bed. I've never screamed so loud in my life! Who knew I was afraid of mice? So we were trying to find it underneath the bunkbed when it darted out (more screaming) and ran under our door and out into the hallway... never to be found again.
Sunday Devotional: We have devotionals every Tuesday and Sunday. And guess who came last Tuesday... ELDER RUSSELL M NELSON. I mean, no big deal, he's just AWESOME. Seriously though. He is so funny and he really pumped me up about missionary work and the lives that it can change. He truly is called of God. No doubt about it. THEN, this Sunday, A sister in my district, Sister E, played her own rendition of Called to Serve on the piano. She is the most gifted person on the piano I have ever seen. She arranged the song herself, so she had no music with her and I swear her fingers were moving at lightening speed. All 5,000+ of us missionaries LOVED it. And she was able to get me and Sister D front row seats to Devo too. SCORE! Afterwards, everyone came up to her and shook her hand like she was a celebrity!
Progressing Investigators: We are still teaching I. and B.. B. is a progressing, punk of a 16 year old, and I think our teacher, Brother M. gets a LOT of joy out of giving us troubles. I think he feels a little overwhelmed with every thing as well. Funny story, yesterday Sis D and I were talking to him about the commandments and she said something about being "trische," but Bonno thought she said "xixi" (pronounced very similarly) and started busting up laughing. So we both looked at each other so confused and he was like "xixi?? xixi??" so he grabbed one of our Portuguese dictionaries and looked it up. turns out, "xixi" means urine. awesome. haha In other news, we had a really great lesson with Iris this past week as well. We taught about families and both brought in pitures of them and told her about what they like to do and all that jazz and she LOVED it. I really felt like we related and then afterwards, she came up to us and told us that we really found our teaching style this week and that our Portuguese sounded GREAT. YAYY!!
TRC: This week we taught a woman in TRC who was actually from Brazil! It was awesome! We taught her about prayer, which was great, but that's not even the best part. TURNS OUT she's from the SPS mission! And her family still lives there and they're not members. So as she was getting emotional she quickly wrote down all the names and contact information for her family in Brazil and told us to work hard! Such a cool experiance. It finally felt real!
Reassignments: So next week is our last week in the MTC! AHH! We will be getting our reassingments on Wednesday or Thursday, so GUESS WHAT. I'll get to call you on one of those days to tell you where I've been reassigned. I'll only have five minutes, but I was thinking that I could call dad first and then he could add mom in on the second line. yes? Also, I've forgotten your phone number, dad... so yeah. I'm going to need that por favor. ALSO, I can't be reassigned to a mission that touches my home mission... sooooo I could totally get called to Seattle, or Spokane or something. So weird, right? That would be CRAY.
Sister Training Leaders: This week we welcomed in our new district. We have 12 missionaries going to the Portugal Lisbon mission. They are GREAT. We got to have a mini testimony meeting on their first day and give them a tour and all that fun stiff so it was really cool. I felt so... old. haha They come and ask us questions all the time. I feel so experianced hahah
Brazilians: Our district has met 4 Brazilians in the MTC so far. And we talk to them ALL the time. It's the greatest. Our whole district just fawns over them and their perfect portuguese. I cannot wait to go to Brazil. I am going to fall in love (in a completely sister missionary appropriate way) with every single on of those Brazialians.
Well love and miss you guys. Love all the DearElders and letters and emails. Keep em' coming!
- Sister Hargrove
PS I need grandpa's address. They sent me a pie this week! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Hi everyone! It´s officially official. I´ve finished my second week at the MTC! YAY. This week was great, obvi. Didn´t get any emails from ANYONE this P-day sooooo hinthint. My email is nicole.hargrove@myldsmail.net for anyone that wants it...
I looooove getting the Dear Elders from you, mom. ALSO I found Matthew's letter and I responded to him a couple days ago. I can't remember when... oops. The MTC is like a time warp. Everyday feels like Sunday. I feel like I've been here for a year, but also like I just got here yesterday. it is WEIRD, to say the least. Also, in the world of MTC I completely forget about anything happening in the world. It's weird to think that life goes on outside the MTC grounds.
SOOO we have three investigators so far. J. Our first investigator, from Sao Paulo, brother is a druggie, works in construction (or that's his 'story' at least. He's really a MTC teacher). ANYWHO, last week we had our last visit with him and he committed to pray about being baptized. it was AWESOME. Even though he's not a 'real' investigator, I just love him. Second Investigator. B. Immigrated to Brazil from Botswana. Has a very sad family story. 16 years old. Too cool for school. and lives with a bunch of kids. We taught him for the first time. It was also AWESOME. It was the first time I had taught a whole lesson with Sister Dixon without using very many notes. SO cool. We committed him to read the introduction and Moroni 10 (which I suggest you all do too :) it's good stuff) and he said he would. We haven't met with our third investigator I. yet (tomorrow), but we are excited to see her. All of the invesitigators that our teachers are 'playing' are based off of real investigators that they actually had in the field. So it's a really neat experience.
We got a second teacher. We still have Irmao Mateer (from Scotland) and he's still the greatest person ever, but we got a second prof for the second half of the day. She is Irma Petersen and is probably the sweetest person ever. You can just see in everything she says that she has a true testimony of the church. and GET THIS. she served in Brazil and is now getting married to a Brazilian (from Sao Paulo!) Elder that she met there. He moved to the states! :)
We got a new schedule that makes our breakfast at 630, earliest in the MTC, lunch at 11, and dinner at 4. NUTSO.
I've been sick with the missionary measles all week. It's nasty. And by measles I mean the flu that's slowly making its way around our district. No fun.
Some really weird things that I look forward to at the MTC:
- Gym Time (WHAT. but seriously, that 50 min every day is my saving grace because we get to get out of the cinderblock classroom they keep us in most of the day hah)
- Bedtime at 10:30 (if I can get in bed by 10, it's a DANG good day. that means like 7 hours of sleep hoollaaahhhhhh)
- Ice Cream (every Sunday and Tuesday the MTC serves ice cream at dinner from the BYU creamery. OH MY HECK. it is celestial.)
- Classroom Instruction Time (who knew learning Portuguese would be my most favorite thing ever?!)
- Temple Walks (Every Sunday we get to walk up to the the temple and walk around and take pictures and lay in the temple grass. soooo good)
- New Miss Wednesday (On Wednesdays the new missionaries arrive, so this past Wednesday we were finally not the newest people here and we got to bombard all the dork dotted, scared, new elds and sis with "BEMVINDOS a CTM!!!" (welcome to the mtc in portuguese) its so cool!!!
My companion is still awesome. I totally lucked out in that area because we get along so great! Her name is Sister Dixon if you want to look her up on fb.
The district is doing well, we get along for the most part, but we've had some struggles with a few things. Tuedo Bem (all is well) in the MTC though.
I'll clue you in about our district issues. :) So we have this one Elder, Elder B. He's from California, He's shortish, blonde. Anyways, he's got some social and communication issues, so it makes it really difficult to talk to him ever. He argues with everyone and the way he talks, he just gets louder and louder until he's yelling. scary. On three different occassions he's gotten mad about something and slammed his desk. yesterday he slammed his desk at me, sister Cox, and sister Empey, stormed out of the classroom and then proceeded to hit the wall in the hallway. Nuts. But the zone leaders and Bishop have met with us and him, so every thing is okay, no worries. The Bishop talked to us and told us that we're not the one's who need to worry about it and try and figure out what to change about ourselves. Because imagine if he did that in a discussion? to an investigator? NO good. But everything is good other than that. We've got some conflicting personalities, as every distict does, but the Lord is one our side so it's smooth sailing from here.
My Portuguese is still coming slowly but surely. I've been studying really hard though!
Tell Sister Benjamin THANK YOU! She sent me a journal this past week for which I am SO very grateful and excited to write in it!
No word on the Visa yet. The district next to us, going to Manaus, all just got reassigned to Spokane. They're even having some missionaries stay in the MTC for more time because there's just not enough room for the missionaries anymore! It's crazy. There are close to 5000 missionaries in the MTC right now. Crazy, right?!
I hope you guys had fun at GWL and dad in San Fran! Have you got the snail mail I sent you guys? There's that check in one of them, sooo watch out for that
Well I look forward to hearing from you this week. Have a great day!
Tchau, tchau
- Sister Hargrove

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

OLA! So, as you can tell, my P-Day for the next few weeks is going to be on Tuesday and I get one hour to write and update everyone. Let me just start out by saying I LOVE THE MTC. Seriously. Greatest place on Earth... most of the time. The MTC is such an emotion roller coaster though.
Let's talk about my first day. So there were FOUR other missionaries going to the MTC that were on the same plane as me. How cool is that?! And get this. One of them was going to the Sao Paulo Sul (South) mission! What are the odds?! So we finally get to the MTC, and I go check in and then... my favorite part... I got my name tag! It says... "Sister Hargrove, A Igreja de Jesus Cristo dos Santos dos Ultimos Dias." UMMMM SERIOUSLY? IS THIS REAL LIFE?! Probably the coolest thing. EVER. For real. So then, since I was part of the early arrival group, we watched the district, introduced ourselves (as SISTER HARGROVE!), and had lunch. Sidenote: The food at the MTC is... "good." But dang. It is HEAVY. They are totally trying to fatten you up before the mission field.
We then met in our classroom and I got my companion! Sister Dixon! Uhh funny story, I was already Facebook friends with all the girls in my District before I got here... HA. Anyways, then the teacher attacked us. Apparently the strategy at the MTC for language learning is to just refuse to speak English to your students. Scary at first, but so helpful. I'm learning so much so quickly. I've learned more Portuguese in the last week than I did in two years of high school. AMAZING what God can help you do.
My teacher, Irmao Mateer, is probably the coolest teacher ever. He served in Portugal (got back two years ago), is from Scotland, goes to BYU, and has been married for seven months. He teaches SO well. I have only been here for a week and we've already taught the first three lessons to a (fake) investigator. IN PORTUGUESE. Do I need to repeat that? I've already taught three lessons in Portuguese. We waste NO time in the MTC... seriously. Granted, it was broken and probably not totally gramatically correct Portuguese, but our investigator got the point of all the lessons. So far we have commited J to pray regualarly (which he did), come to church (he did), and pray about the Book of Mormon. Hollah. I can also introduce myself, bare my testimony, pray, and a few other things completely in Portuguese. SO COOL.
Another cool thing... We have lunch at 6:30 in the morning. DANG GOOD. I'm just high on the MTC.
Your first day at the MTC is awesome. EVERYONE welcomes you in their mission language when you walk through the hallway and they see your 'dork dot.'
We are in the classroom all day everyday doing language study, companionship study, district study, and a ton of other cool stuff. Speaking of my district, we have 6 companionships. 2 going to Campinias and the rest to Sao Paulo Sul.They're all really great.
So Visas. There are TONS of missionaries that are Visa Waiters right now. the majority are getting reassigned to places like Florida, Alaska, Nevada, Cali... etc. Anyone that gets their Visa while in the MTC is immediately hated by all the other Visa waiters... just kidding... kind of. haha.
On Sunday, we had our first Sabbath. The way talks work on Sundays is, everyone prepares a talk on a weekly subject and then when the Bishop announces the schedule in the sacrament meeting, he just chooses two people. So we actually don't know until the very last second. Dear Mom, don't ever murmur about giving a talk again. It's SO nerve wrecking! On the plus side, they only have to be 3-5 min, but in Portuguese. The whole meeting is in Portuguese. Hymns, prayers, everything. And I understand the majority of it!
Eu orei e Deus resdodeu a minha oracao. Eu sei isto e verdadeiro atraves do Espirito Santo. Gracas a este testemunho, Eu posso confiar en Deus e vencerdesafios e Eu posso ter uma vida feliz e vencer desafios. Eu sou grata pelo amor do mosso Pai Celstial. Eu amo Jesus Cristo e meu Pai Celectial. (Please excuse my lack of accentos, I don't know how to do that on this computer.)
Well, I love you all, Abby, Matt, Nate, Mom, Dad, Patch. Talk to you next week. Don't be afraid to snail mail/Dear Elder me some more letters/questions :)
Amor,
Sister Hargrove

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

My Mission Address, Saying Goodbye and Thank YOU!

You can write me at:
Sister Nicole Michelle Hargrove
MTC Mailbox # 133
BRA-SPS 0604
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793

As I head off to Brazil, my mailing address will be changing periodically, so check back often.

I'm getting set apart at 7:00 PM tonight and as my time comes to a close I wanted to make sure I said thank you to everyone. To anyone who came to my farewell party, gave me advice, sent me an encouraging note on Facebook, gave me a card, and so many more things... THANK YOU. Thank you for all of your support. I truly would not have made it to this stage in my life without the encouragement of those around me. I am so excited to fly to Provo and begin my journey in Brazil.

And most importantly to my dear, old parents and siblings. I love you very much and am so grateful to have you as an example to me. 

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

Today, I said goodbye to a long time friend, Jori. We go all the way back through high school and the church youth program. She's a pretty cool cat and I know no matter how long we're apart, we'll still be the best of friends when reunited. I'll miss her!





See you on the flip side.
 - Nicole

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Pre-Mission Photo Shoot.








BAM.

PHOTO CREDS: Jerry Hargrove and his iPhone 5.

My Farewell Talk: Forgiveness.


NOTE: A great portion of my talk was taken from a book called, "Walking on Water," by S. Michael Wilcox. Also, I managed to keep my emotions together until the last sentence. HURRAY! 

“A New Testament day was divided into twelve hours, beginning at six in the morning. The third hour would be nine o’clock, the sixth hour would be noon, and the eleventh hour, though we visualize it as being just before midnight, actually was five o’clock in the evening. The night was divided into four watches: The first watch was from six in the evening to nine o’clock. The second watch was from nine until midnight, the third watch from midnight until three in the morning, and the fourth watch from three in the morning until six, about sunrise.”
 “There is one area of our lives where the Lord is willing and anxious to come to us in the first watch. In fact, if the Lord said to us, I will let you choose one part of your life where I will come to you in the first watch, or, if you would like me to, I will choose the area for you, hopefully we would have the wisdom to say to him, I’ll trust your judgment. You choose the times in my life when you’ll be a first-watch God for me. That area would be forgiveness. The Savior is anxious and eager to come to us when we cry to him for forgiveness, even in the first watch. When the pain and the trial we are going through is repentance, when we struggle with the agonies of guilt, then He is a first-watch God. That truth is attested to countless times in the scriptures.
“One of my all time favorite scripture stories is that of the prodigal son. Contained in that parable is a powerful “first watch” example that shows the eagerness the Lord feels to forgive. “And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I parish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against thee, and am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.”
“This parable was given to answer a question, which can be stated as follows: “When I ‘come to myself,’ when I return, when I seek forgiveness, do I return as a son or a servant?” The prodigal himself felt unworthy to return as a son; he was content to return as a servant. Should he be for the rest of his life a kind of second-class citizen of the kingdom? The parable answers: “There are no servants in the kingdom, only sons.” Here is our first-watch verse: “He arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.”
“Sometimes it is very important to get the tone of the scripture right. Should we read the Son’s next comment with a tone of confession or one of amazement? I prefer that of astonishment at the greeting he has just received from his father. “And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son.” We might add, “Why do you treat me as one?”
““But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: and bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it,; and let us eat, and be merry: For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.”
“As we progress through the Book of Mormon we see a theme begin to emerge as we read story after story. Everybody in the Book of Mormon who asks for forgiveness receives it. And they receive it immediately. The book of Mosiah speaks of “the immediate goodness of God,” and Amulek promises the humble Zoramites that “the great plan of redemption” will be brought unto them “immediately” if their hearts are soft. It’s as if the Lord says: Maybe you won’t receive that message if I only include it once or twice. Maybe you won’t realize how important the message is, so I’m going to put it in again and again, so you’ll realize when the wind that blows against you has to do with guilt and forgiveness and repentance and transgression, I will come to you in the first watch.
“We read in Enos: “There came a voice unto me, saying: Enos, thy sins are forgiven thee, and thou shalt be blessed. …And I said: Lord, how is it done? And he said unto me: Because of thy faith in Christ, whom thou hast never before heard nor seen.” It’s as though the Lord ponders: I wonder if they understand clearly from Enos’s example? Let’s state it again with Benjamin’s people. And a few pages later, we read: “They all cried aloud with one voice, saying: O have  mercy, and apply the atoning blood of Christ that we may receive forgiveness of our sins, and out hearts may be purified; …And it came to pass that after they had spoken these words with the Spirit of the Lord came upon them, and they were filled with joy, having received a remission of their sins, and having peace of conscience.
“Perhaps the Lord reflects once more: I wonder if they got the message. We’d better remind them again. We turn a few more pages and come to Zeezrom, to whom Alma says: “If thou believest in the redemption of Christ thou canst be healed.” To which Zeezrom answers, “Yea, I believe according to thy words. And then Alma cried, …O Lord our God, have mercy on this man, and heal him according to his faith which is in Christ. And when Alma had said these words, Zeezrom leaped upon his feet, and began to walk.”
“As if the conviction is not yet deep enough in our hearts the Lord imprints it deeper with the story of Alma and the sons of Mosiah. In agony of guilt, Alma cries out: “O Jesus, though Son of God, have mercy on me, who am in the gall of bitterness, and am encircled about by the everlasting chains of death. And now, behold, when I thought this, I could remember my pains no more; yea, I was harrowed up by the memories of my sins no more. And oh, what joy, and what marvelous light I did behold.”
“Are we convinced yet? In case we need more evidence, we next turn to the Lamanites. Include the prayers of Lamoni and his wife, the Lord whispers to Mormon as he collects from the many records those chosen few needed for the latter-day world. Lamoni prays: “O Lord, have mercy; according to thy abundant mercy which thou hast had upon the people of Nephi, have upon me, and my people.” When Lamoni revives from his little sleep, he testifies, “As sure as thou livest, behold, I have seen my redeemer; and he shall come forth, and be born of a woman, and he shall redeem all mankind who believe on his name.” Then Lamoni’s wife, a short time later, adds her witness to the growing list: “O blessed Jesus, who has saved me from an awful hell! O blessed God, have mercy on this people!” Lamoni’s father receives forgiveness, and Lamoni’s servants also understand the “immediate goodness” of our Savior.
“Even the Lamanites who had come into the prison to kill Nephi and Lehi were “filled with that joy which is unspeakable and full of glory. …And it came to pass that there came a voice unto them, yea, a pleasant voice, as if it were a whisper, saying: Peace, peace be unto you, because of your faith in my Well Beloved, who was from the foundation of the world.” When we yearn for forgiveness, we worship a first-watch God.
“I have emphasized the Savior’s willingness to come to us in the first watch when it regards the forgiveness of our sins and transgressions. Of course this implies that we have done all we can do on our part to be worthy of that level of mercy. In Alma 24, the Anti-Nephi-Lehies refer to themselves as “the most lost of all mankind.” But the Savior’s mercy covered even them. It should be noted, however, that we read three times in that chapter that the Anti-Nephi-Lehies did “all [they] could do to repent sufficiently.”
I would like to briefly touch on the topic of the process of repenting by sharing with you a story given in a talk by Elder Patrick Kearon of the Seventy. He says,
“As a seven year old boy, living in the Arabian Peninsula, I was consistently told by my parents to always wear my shoes; And I understood why.  I knew that shoes would protect my feet against the many threats that were found in the desert, such as snakes, scorpions, and thorns. One morning, after a nights camping in the desert, I wanted to go exploring, but I did not want to bother putting on my shoes. I rationalized that I was only going for a little wander, and I would stay close by the camp. I told myself that flip-flops were shoes… of a sort, and anyway, what could possibly happen? As I walked along the cool sand in my flip-flops, I felt something like a thorn going into the arch of my foot. I looked down and saw, not a thorn, but a scorpion. The pain of the sting began to rise from my foot and up my leg. I grabbed the top of my leg to try and stop of searing pain from moving further as I cried out for help. My parents came running from the camp. I sobbed while my parents loaded me into a car and set off across the desert towards the nearest hospital, which was over two hours away. The pain through my leg was excruciating and for that entire journey, I assumed that I was dying. When I finally reached the hospital, the doctor was able to assure us that only small infants and the severely malnourished are threatened by the sting of that type of scorpion. He administered and anesthetic which numbed my leg and took away any sensation of pain. Within 24 hours I no longer felt any of the affects from the sting of the scorpion, but I had learned a powerful lesson. I had known that when my parents told me to wear shoes, they did not mean flip-flops. But that morning in the desert, I disregarded what I knew to be right, I ignored what my parents had repeatedly told me, I had been both lazy, and a little rebellious and I paid a price for it. Disregarding what we know to be right, whether through laziness or rebelliousness, always brings undesirable and spiritually damaging consequences. We find healing and relief only when we bring ourselves to the feet of the Great Physician, our Savior, Jesus Christ. We must cease fighting against God and instead give our whole hearts to him, holding nothing back, then, He can heal us. Then, He can cleanse us from the venomous sting of sin.”
I want to share with you, another story, related to the same topic, and was spoken by Elder Shayne M. Bowen of the Seventy. He says, “In Idaho Falls, there’s a beautiful airport. Near the airport is another very useful and beautiful part of the city, Freemont Park. Looking down the river from the park, the majestic, Idaho Falls Temple can be seen, white and clean, standing on high ground. Both of these beautiful, useful places, the regional airport and Freemont Park, used to be sanitary landfills. A sanitary landfill is where garbage is buried and the land is reclaimed. The definition of ‘reclaimed’ is ‘to recall from wrong or improper conduct,’ ‘to rescue from an undesirable state.’ I have lived in Idaho Falls nearly my whole life. I have contributed a lot of garbage to those landfills over the course of more than 50 years. What would the city fathers think if on a given day, I showed up on one of the grassy fields in Freemont Park with a backhoe and started digging large holes? When they asked what I was doing, I would respond, “I wanted to dig up the old garbage that I had made over the years.” I suspect that they would tell me that there was no way to identify my personal garbage. That is had been reclaimed and buried long ago. I suppose they would wonder why anyone would want to destroy something so beautiful and useful in an attempt to dig up old garbage. Is it possible to reclaim a life that, through reckless abandon, has been so strewn with garbage that is appears that the person is unforgiveable? What about the person who has changed their life, but just can’t forgive themselves? The prophet Alma taught the Son of God suffreth according to the flesh, that he might take upon Him the sins of His people. That He might blot out their transgressions according to the power of His deliverance. The atonement of Jesus Christ is available to each of us. It can clean, reclaim, and sanctify even you. There is no habit, no addiction, no rebellion, no transgression exempted from the promise of complete forgiveness. That is the promise of the atonement of Jesus Christ. When we gratefully accept and use this precious gift, we can enjoy the beauty and usefulness of our lives that God has reclaimed through His infinite love and the atonement of His son and our brother, Jesus Christ.”
“If we are willing to do as much as we can do, even though we may consider ourselves the most lost of all mankind, the Savior will come to us in the first watch, and we will know by experience the meaning of the words, “the immediate goodness of God.”
“In every setting, the Savior was the example and mentor for His disciples. He taught them to pray by praying with them. He taught them to love and serve by loving and serving them. He taught them to forgive others by forgiving them. Jesus instructed his disciples to forgive their brothers when they repented and asked for their forgiveness. Then he added the following, “And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times turn again unto thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.” I do not believe that the Lord is going to expect of us a higher standard than he himself is willing to give.” Not forgiving someone is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. It’s just dumb! “If, therefore, he anticipates we will forgive one another when repentance is offered, seven times in a day, surely that means he will abide by an equal if not greater standard. Let us do all that we can do, then with full assurance, with a confidence born of hope endangered by the Savior’s many examples, we may go to him seven times in a single day and know that every time we will hear the words, “I forgive you. Go in peace.””
“I do not know who in this vast audience today may need to hear the message of forgiveness inherent in this [talk], but however late you think you are, however many chances you think you’ve missed, however many mistakes you feel you’ve made, or talents you think you don’t have, or distance from home and family and God you feel you have traveled… I testify that you have not traveled beyond the reach of divine love. It is not possible for you to sink lower than the infinite light of Christ’s atonement shines. Whether you are not yet of our faith, or were once with us and have not remained, there is nothing in either case you have done that cannot be undone. There is no problem which you cannot overcome. There is no dream that in the unfolding of time and eternity cannot yet be realized. Even if you feel you are the lost and last laborer of the eleventh hour, the Lord of the vineyard still stands beckoning. Come boldy to the Throne of Grace and fall at the feet of the Holy One of Israel. Come and feast without money and without price, at the table of the Lord. …to those of you who have been blessed by the Gospel for many years because you were fortunate enough to find it early and to those of you who have come to the gospel by stages and phases later and finally to those of you member or not yet member who may still be hanging back, to each of you, one and all, I testify of the renewing power of God’s love and the miracle of His Grace. His concern is for the faith at which you finally arrive, not the hour of day at which you got there. So if you’ve made covenants, keep them. If you haven’t made them, make them. If you’ve made them and broken them, repent and repair them. It is never too late so long as the Master of the vineyard says there is time. Please listen to the prompting of the Holy Spirit telling you right now, this very moment, that you should accept the atoning gift of the Lord, Jesus Christ, and enjoy the fellowship of His labor. Don’t delay. It’s getting late.”
I know that this truly is the gospel of Christ.  I know that God lives and that he loves me. He loves each one of us and knows about our trials, pains, successes and everything we do.  He cares for us and wants us to make correct choices.  I know that if we live righteously, we can be with our families for eternity.  I know that the temple is the House of the Lord.  I’m grateful for the many ways the gospel blesses my life.  I’m grateful for the opportunity I have to go on a mission in Brazil. I love you all and am grateful for all the advice, and the many ways you have helped me prepare to serve my mission! I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

In front of the Cathlamet Branch building sign for the last time for two years.