Hi everyone! Sorry it's been so long since I've really written. The last few weeks have been pretty crazy. But here is a story that is a real testimony that angels are watching over the missionaries.
It all started on Saturday night. There was a pretty good size snow storm and we couldn't drive our cars as a safety precaution. So we walked to a neighborhood that is relatively near to where we live to visit with some investigators that we have. They talk a lot, so by the time we were leaving their apartment we weren't going to get home until about 9:45 or 10:00 at night. They offered to give us a ride and we declined, but they kept insisting so we finally accepted the offer.
We went out and all piled into their Jeep 4x4. The parking lot is on a pretty big incline, so when Oswaldo pulled out of the spot and tried to go up the hill...we didn't move. So we all got out of the car to try and push. It was his wife and son and then me and Hna. Alvarado. We were all pushing while he was driving, but nothing happened. He decided that he was going to push and that Hna. Alvarado could drive so they made the switch and it still didn't help. Here is where it gets good. My companion put the car in park and stepped out so we could think of what to do and the car started sliding down the hill! Oswaldo started yelling "Did you put it in park?" as he was trying to stop it by pulling on the door. Hna. Alvarado frantically jumped into the drivers' seat to check and see if she could get it to stop. Before that happened, I looked at the tires to find the answer to his question and saw that they weren't spinning. It was definitely in park. My companion was trying to stop the car by pulling on the emergency brake, which obviously didn't help since that wasn't the problem. In the meantime, the thought crossed my mind to get behind and start pushing, but I quickly told myself that was a stupid idea and that I would probably get crushed in between the jeep and the cars it was headed towards. So I did the next logical thing and jumped behind it anyway. I don't know how Hna. Alvarado got out of the car, but she was right next to me and we started pushing. My feet were just sliding as I was getting pushed by the car. And then all of a sudden it just slowed and stopped within just a few feet of pinning us between it and the Lexus behind us.
We were thinking about it that night and we decided that there were some angels just rolling their eyes at us jumping behind a moving car and then they decided they better help those two silly sister missionaries before they hurt themselves. I told Hna. Alvarado that if my dad ever found out that I did that he would be really mad, and here I am writing it to everyone anyway. No worries, though, we escaped without a scratch. We ended up getting the car out on a different side of the building where they live and even then it took several tries with all of us pushing. It turns out that Oswaldo took the tires off because he was going to Mexico and put some different ones on. Perfect timing... But we got home safe and sound at the same time we would have had we walked. Oh well, it made for a good story, right?
Well, another transfer is over and I'm going to be staying here in Arlington with my same companion. I can't believe I'm almost a third of the way through my mission. Time goes by so fast here. I'm enjoying the work and I know that the Lord is protecting and guiding us. I love you all and hope you have a good week!
Love,Hermana Larsen