Month: February 2024

Bom dia! The reason this is coming out on Thursday is because we have transfers tomorrow and they are giving us a chance to clean up and pack during the day before instead of just the night before. My P-day will be spent packing because I’m being transferred!!

Tchau tchau Arcoverde, I’m headed to the coast! 🏖 The areas near Recife are so much smaller but have way more people. I’m going to a neighborhood area called Candelária and my companion will be Sister Zurita. I’ve never met her and spent about 30 minutes last night scouring mission photos trying to figure out who she is. I’ve never left the interior before and I’ve heard that Recife people are less receptive but I’m excited for the change.

“He doeth not anything save it be for the benefit of the world; for he loveth the world, even that he layeth down his own life that he may draw all men unto him. Wherefore, he commandeth none that they shall not partake of his salvation.” (2 Nephi 26:24)

Just some bullet point recaps of the last little week and a half to catch us all up.

– Spent the last P-day in Pesqueira with Sisters Brewer and Mugerian, it was a blast

– Had an epic zone conference in Caruaru about how we should be teaching the Restoration better, it was truly inspiring 

– Were commanded to go home early every night of Carnaval but the city literally was a ghost town cause everyone went to Recife to party, so we went home for 3 days and then stopped

– We found and invited so many people to be baptized this week and now I’ll be leaving just before I get to see them grow, tis triste

– I bought a sad cake because our family night fell through on my last day, twas delicious the cake and triste the moment

Mas è isso, next time y’all hear from me I’ll be sending beautiful coast pictures and using lots more bug spray!

That’s all folks, Tchau tchau for now!

Com amor, 

Sister Alyssa Grace

Arcoverde, Brasil (for the last time)

Heeeeyyyy, this week was pretty good. Yesterday we had another baptism, Maria Alice. She’s been coming to church for about a month and a half now and we’ve been teaching her for a long time. The only reason why her baptism took a while was that she wanted to wait until her friend became a priest so he could baptize her. It was so cute a so special!

Things here are getting a little weird though. Carnival starts at the end of this week but people here just can’t wait so the decorations, celebrations, and drinking without end started last week!😅 We’ve had to go home early a few days because it just isn’t safe anymore to be out in the streets past dark. We had one experience this week that really showed me how grateful I am for spiritual promptings and protection.

We were sitting on a bench in a park just reporting on our last lesson. It was about 6 pm and the sun had just gone down. We usually avoid that specific area after sundown but it wasn’t too late and we thought we’d be fine. While sitting there a lady selling tapioca passed us, chatted for a minute, and then left. We also saw and waved to a neighbor across the park who gave us water one time. Overall, we weren’t feeling anything wrong or dangerous.

Suddenly we see this man walking straight for us. He was obviously drunk and clearly wanted to talk to us. Now most of you would probably say, “Don’t talk to drunk guys” but me and Sister Fuller have spoken to quite a few drunk men here because, in our area, they are some of the only people who listen to us. We also don’t see them as very dangerous cause most of the time they just start crying to us and it’s hard to be intimated by short, sobbing Brazilian men.

But this guy was different, he was drunk and he was aggressive. He sat down next to me and kept touching my arm. I told him very clearly he couldn’t do that and he started laughing and telling us to read him a scripture. I didn’t even get my book open when he started demanding we give him one of our books. Sister Fuller quickly gets up and says it’s time to go and the guy doesn’t get up but keeps shouting after us all the time we walk away. Sister Fuller said she had never felt a more powerful prompting from the Spirit in her life than when the guy sat down on our bench and she immediately knew that we needed to leave.

The next day we ran into both the tapioca lady and the neighbor we said hi to. Both were pretty much reprimanding us saying that we could’ve very easily been robbed or worse by that guy and we should never stay in that area again after dark. The water guy even said he went to get his pistol to come after him if he would’ve tried anything. 

Thankfully, nobody was hurt and nothing was stolen but I learned a powerful lesson. The spirit guides and protects but we have to listen and follow those promptings. I personally didn’t recognize anything when the man sat down but how grateful I am that Sister Fuller did. Since then, I’ve been working on increasing my spiritual capacity to recognize the spirit. I want to be able to teach and live according to the promptings I receive. 

Helaman 5:30 – “And it came to pass when they heard this voice, and beheld that it was not a voice of thunder, neither was it a voice of a great tumultuous noise, but behold, it was a still voice of perfect mildness, as if it had been a whisper, and it did pierce even to the very soul.” 

That’s all folks, Tchau tchau for now!

Com amor, 

Sister Alyssa Grace

Arcoverde, Brasil