Sister Robson and the Nordestinas

So we had another change in our house. We received another sister! Sister Santos had served in this mission (and this area) about a year ago. Actually she entered into the MTC with my other Companion Sister Fontes. But then she got sick and went home. She served a “mini-mission” in her own state in the northeast of Brazil and was companions with my friend from the MTC Sister Johnson! Without knowing any of this the mission president had put us all together. So now we’ve come full circle and are swapping stories about everything. It was really a cool thing. Little things like this happen all the time and is just a little bit of proof that our Father in Heaven knows where everyone is and loves us all. There was one problem… we only had two beds. they weren’t going to buy another bed because it is just going to be 6 weeks that there would be 3 of us here. I was thinking of how we could solve this problem when I noticed that they had a pace to put a hammock inside. “Sweet!” I spent the last week looking for a place to buy one but no one knew! I thought to myself, “this is Brazil! -don’t they have a hammock district or something? -where does everyone else get these things?!” Well the south of Brazil isn’t really known for that type of stuff… it’s know for cowboys and chumarrão (a tea that smells like horse feed) But another stroke of mercy, we walked passed a store today that had a lot of touristy -import things and what do you know?! They had them! I was really happy and I now every night I get to look forward to Hammock time. Awh, I love Brazil!


When I was studying in Spain it was the first time in my life that I was in a place where really no one had ever heard of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. They had never heard of The Book of Mormon and had know idea the priesthood authority of God had been restored to the earth. I went through my days thinking “What if I really am the only person these people will ever meet that could tell them about the truthfulness of these things?” It was the first time that I thought to myself “I really do have a job to do.” Yesterday I shared my testimony in Church and also this story. I only have a little bit of time left to be a missionary with a name-tag, but I know that the duty to share my testimony is a lifelong job. It is more than just what I am doing right now but is a part of who I am. There is no greater joy than to know that God answers prayers. I know that He answered the prayer of a 14 year old boy named Joseph Smith. I know that  God answered my prayers to know that this is true and that He will answer yours too. Just ask.

I love you all and am really excited and at the same time completely dreading coming home.

Thanks for your love and prayers!
-Sister Chelsea Robson


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1 Reply to "Sister Robson and the Nordestinas"

  • Erik
    November 25, 2016 (7:45 am)

    thanks tor the great info

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