I felt like Ammom or somethin'...

Okay so this week has been the definition of loca. But seriously, so much has happened.
First thingy: my companion Hermana Zimmerman left/finished her mission, so all week we were finalizing visas and plans and visits and packing and packing and packing and trying to get her bags in the right weight and all that fun jazz. And all week, we didn´t know what was going to happen to me. Then yesterday right before church, President called and told us that Hermana Zimmerman was leaving to go to Viña at 2pm, and that he was going to change the companionship of the second part of our ward and that the baby/new missionary in our ward was going to a completely different area and that la Hermana Cook (the one that Zach knows) was going to be called as una Hermana líder y que iba a ser mi nueva compañera. So after that, we all headed to church, had a great Sunday, had a miracle (which I will explain in just a second), picked up the luggage of the Hermana, went to the bus terminal, she left, we went back, helped the other Hermanas packup and clean, and then we sent the other Hermana to her new area and then Hermana Cook officially become my companion and moved to my house. And now we are working the whole ward..just the two of us. This story sound familiar? It kinda sounds like exactly what happened to me in Limache haha!


Now onto the miracle! So on Saturday we went to teach a contact that we had done in the street a week early se llama Sugey (say it like "Sue-hey"). She´s from Colombina and super great. But really, she´s awesome. And we taught her and everything, and at the end of getting to know her and teaching her about the restoration, she asked us if she could share a dream that she has been having for about a year. This is the dream... "I went to a big building for a baptism and there were windows at the entrance. And to go to the baptism we had to go up a few stairs to the right and we went into a room. And to get into the baptismal font ya had to go around another way to get in and go down the steps into the water. And the water was crystal blue/clear. And they told me that the men had to do the baptism. The people in the water were dressed in white and they had to go completely under the water to be baptized. I wanted to take pictures, but they told me that it was sacred and that you couldn't take pictures of the baptism. Afterwards, we went back down a few stairs to the pulpit to hear a few testimonies of different Hermanos, and then we went back to a room and there were gringos cutting cake, and they told me that I could take pictures then cause it was more of a party now."

.........I know that y´all don't know my chapel here, but LITERALLY, she was describing OUR CAPILLA! Step for step! So we quickly invited her to church the next day. And during church, after Sunday school, we opened the doors to the baptismal font (that was in the process of filling up for a baptism that was going to happen after church) and when Sugey saw the font she gasped and started crying and shaking and she fell to her knees and said "its my dream! its exactly the same as my dream...the water the mirror...everything!" But literally, she fell to her knees, crying in joy. Hermana Zimmerman and I were also crying too and we then invited her to be baptized, and she accepted.

I literally felt like Alma or Ammon or algo, with all the fainting with joy!

But literally...I have never witnessed a miracle as wonderful and awesome as what happened yesterday with Sugey. I really in that moment felt like an instrument in God´s hands.

Never forget: Big or small, MILAGROS EXSITEN.

I love you guys and I wouldn´t trade a second of what I am doing right now for anything on the world. It´s God´s work and his hand is evident in EVERY day.

Love always and always,

Hermana Abigail Page

Hitch Hiking with the Evangelicos...

The best story of the week is that God really loves us. But seriously, I have seen the love of God so much in my life and especially in my mission, but yesterday, he literally just spoiled me and my companion.
So what happened was that it was a normal Sunday, doing the work of the Lord y yada yada. At the end of the day, we went by a blind member´s house to drop of her Libro de Mormon en braile. And when we finished there it was 9:30 so we had to get headin home. (we have until 10 to get home). Since we were in the other side of our area from our apartment we went to the bus stop to wait for una micro (bus) o un colectivo (taxi thing). Soon enough 9:30 turned to 9:40, then to 9:45, then to 9: 50 without anything passing by that had room in it. By this time we were freakin out a little bit cause we had less then 10 minutes to get on the other side of our area! That´s when my companion said, "alright Hermana, I´m gonna pray out loud and then we are gonna start walking towards home and trust that the lord will send someone...or anyone." (here we travel through hitchhiking on pulic transportacion). So my companion prayed, and then we got to steppin, not knowing how we were gonna make it home in time. As we were walking, I held my hand out in the side of the street so that if a collectivo o micro passed by, they would know that we wanted them. Not 10 steps later, a truck pulled over out of traffic and a women in church clothes popped out and said, "hey come on!" Thinking about it now I think of how sketchy that could have been. But we were only happy and thinking "DIOS NOS AMA". So we ran to her truck and jumped in. Turns out it was a family (mom, dad, son) of evangélicos. Or atleast we think that they were evangelicos cause they kept sayin "bendiciones, bendiciones". They were so friendly and really great people, and they took us right to the gates of our apartment complex.
But the blessings don´t end there!
When we got to the gate, the security guard wasn't there to open it. And the time literally turning into 10 o´clock, we thought NOOOOOOO. And right when I think how are we gonna open this door, the gate literally magically opened. LITERALLY! There was no one in sight and no one else opened it. GOD OPENED THE DOOR. (In fact the security guard saw us afterwards and asked how we got in, and when we said that the gate opened solo, and he said "huh, gracias a Dios" hahaha. And we were like Uhhhh OBVIOUSLY gracias a Dios!!) But yeah, so the door opened and immediately I start bookin it for the apartment and my companion was running behind me saying "how did the door open, who did it, what in the world, blahblahblah" I told her "We can wonder about the mysteries of God when we are inside the house. God did it. Keep running!" Hahaha.
Ahhhh, it was literally the best end to a day ever! So eventful. But literally I felt so spoiled by Heavenly Father. Best ever :)
Moral of the story: Dios nos ama.

Love you all! I´m fasting and praying for y´all tons! I hope you can see the infinite blessings of God in your life every day :)

Love always and always,
Hermana Abigail Page

So the curse continues...

So as apparently everyone already knows, I´m still here in La Serena...this is going to be my 5th change here..that´s a lot! And my companion that got here is going home/ending her mission this change so it looks like I might be here ANOTHER cambio afterwards. Crazy! But if the Lord wants me here, it´s gotta be for somethin good, right? So I´m excited. The members can´t believe it either. They´re all like, "You´re STILL here???" Haha.

My companion´s name is Hermana Zimmerman (my first gringa compañera). She´s pretty cool. Super sarcastic, which is a change after being with just latinas who don´t understand sarcasm. But I am adjusting again to gringo humor...haha. Everyone says that she is the best missionary in the mission...one Elder told me that if she was a man she would be an assistent to the president for her whole mission. So needless to say, I am excited for a miracle! We´ve got faith and dilligence, entonces vamos a ver lo que el Señor tiene preparado para nosotras este mes!

This week, the night of cambios until Saturday morning, I got strep throat and the flu, so I was pretty much dead for a few days. Stinkin´ Satan!! But now I am ready to work work work work work!! I missed talking to people and teaching them when I was locked inside! I kept thinking.. "okay, it´s now 5 o´clock....we could have saved like 3 souls by now.".

It was quite a shock that Hermana Mori left. She literally became my best friend. But I don´t feel sad. It was like "Hermana Mori, you´re leaving" cry cry.. "Hermana Mori, get on the bus to go" cry cry. But after that, nada mas. I´m not sad. I know that she´s okay and that I´ll see her again, so why do I need to be sad! I am just so grateful that in the time that I had with her, she is able to change me to be more of who the Savior wants me to be :) (Dad, I think she was my Elder Alcides).

Well that´s all for this week folks. Not toooooo exciting this week. Hope you all are doing wonderfully and that the lil peanut is behaving herself. Y´all are one my prayers literally every day, and I hope through my service you guys are being showered with protection and blessings. That is my prayer.

Until next week, enjoy a root beer float.

Love always and always,

Hermana Abigail Page


**Mom! In the next package that you send me (whenever it is) I need you to send me quarters that have North Carolina in the tail side. Everyone always asks me for a dollar..but I don´t have any dollars. And then I started thinkin and I thought that it´ll be cooler if I give ´em quarters from NC...cause that´s somethin more customized, right?!

The Mish...

So the other week, I was so excited about little Scarlett that I printed some of the pictures that y´all sent me. But when we got to the the house, they were no where to be found. Seriously. I prayed all week in order to find them, but nada. So all week when I said "I´M AN AUNT", everyone said, pictures pictures..and there I was...without a single picture. Sigh. But today I printed a ton de nuevo so now I´m locked and loaded!

This week is cambios. I now have 6 months in Brillador in La Serena...so vamos a ver que pasa CHUNCHUNCHUUUUUNNN. Part of me wants to stay here 1 time more with Hermana Mori and part of me is calm with leaving...so I guess we´ll just wait and see! The will of God be done, right? :)

I don´t have much to write about....hmmmm. I guess I´ll just say that I am so excited to have me, Tory, Katie, and Cameron (and all the other friends and everyone) out serving missions together. This morning during companionship study, I was talking with my companion about the mission and the plan of salvation and just how perfect everything is. And I started to cry, cause I left the spirit so strong. The mission is like living in the celestial kingdom and looking down at the telestial... I love being able to feel the spirit and and then see how it can help others and then explaining to them the perfect love and plan that God has for them. It has been the biggest blessing of my life to serve a mission. Without a doubt. The hardest blessing, but the best. I can´t imagine anything better for my life. If you know anyone who is thinking about going on a mission but isn´t sure, EXHORT them to go! Seriously, it´ll only change them for the better. If we serve with an open heart and a humble spirit, miracles happen. What could be better than to see and be a miracle and angel in the lives of other people?? Nothing, that´s what.

Be the light for the world. Look for miracles. And smile always.


Love you guys more than anything and I pray with all my heart for every one of you everyday.

Love always and always,

Hermana Abigail Page

The Church is true...

Firstly, our family is just a family of 13´s isn´t it?? My year mark, the aniversary of mom and dad, and my little nació!! Best day ever :) I love her already..even though it hasn´t sunk in yet. I think it´ll hit me when I come down the escalador in the airport and there´s a baby! Haha, but I´m gonna get there in the perfect time..right when she´s ready to start playing ;) Ay...my little peanut.

Also, I am officially one year older and wiser too in my mission! I literally cannot believe it...I only have 6 months left.....AHHH. ...Okay, time to change the topic.


What I wanted to tell you guys más que nada is a experience that I had this week. Gradually I have been feeling bad and badder inside my mind and heart. Ya know, Satan working hard so that I´m sad and all that. But anyways, as a mission, we are doing a 40 day fast so that we can consagrate us to the obra even more. And every person in the mission is sacrificing things individually. But Satan (the sneaky little guy) obviously doesn´t want me to be happy, so He has been amping up the things that I am trying to change for my fast. Long story short, I have been praying and fasting and I got a blessing and every thing, but I have been feeling really bad. So on Saturday night I was just fed up with Satan and how I have been feeling, so at like 11:30 at night I rolled over in my bed, got on my knees and began to cry while praying, pleading with the Lord that He can help me change. That He can tell me what I need to do to really change who I am..the things that I lack, in order to really use these last 6 months with all my heart, might, mind, and strength. At the end of my prayer, I asked God to tell me what I needed to change during church the next day. That something that I felt or heard could help my to know the next step cause I seriously didn´t know what else to do.
And just to let ya know...God loves us. And He listens to us with ears of a loving Father. And if we are willing to change our heart, He will answer us.
During Church, I got my answer, and now I know what I am going to strive to do better so that I can give it all to the Lord.

This is the best time of my life.
I love my Savior, and I know that He literally watches over me.

Love always and always,
Hermana Abigail Page

Ps...send my little peanut ALL my love...and lots of kisses from her favorite aunt ;) Hey! We´ve gotta train her while she´s little...put a picture of me and say "tia favorita"

(sin tema especifico​)

(sin tema especifico​)

The truth is..that sometimes I don´t know what to write. There are a million things and experiences or feelings that are in my head, and I wanna share them all! But obviously time is my enemy so I won´t be able to go on rabbling for too long. But seriously, I´m better at rabbling out my feeling than typing them out (like you all are fully aware).

I guess I´ll just say that I love my Savior. I love that His atonement isn´t conditional. It´s infinite. And it doesn´t matter how many times we mess up, or how many times we fall down, or how many times we feel lost...there He is..waiting patiently for us. Sometimes I literally imagine walking on a path next to Christ...walkin walkin walkin, when suddenly we look over to the side and we get distracted by a butterfly or a plane or superman or whatever and we take a "short cut of doom" into the woods by the path. And Christ tries to talk us out of it, pleading us to keep walking with Him cause we will get to "grandma´s house" soon. But us, being tan porfiados, we ignore Him and go into the woods... and then after falling and getting lost and scraped up, we make it back to the path again, and there is Christ...waiting patiently right where we left Him, and he stretches his hand out to us and says "...yeah, are you ready to keep going?". Without anger, without giving us guilt, without chewing us out for being tan tonto. Nada de eso! Just lovingly accepting us and helping us to "keep on swimming".

How awesome is Christ´s love?? Goodness, it just blows my mind sometimes :) I love Him so much, and I am so glad and grateful from the time He has given me to lovingly explain and demonstrate a portion of that same love with His children here in Chile.

Another thing...I am so excited for my little peanut!! And I think I´m with dad..cause she´s gonna be born on the 13th! Anniversary of Mom and Dad and my year mark in the mission! 13 is just our number, isn´t it?

But that´s all that I´ve got time for! I love you all a boatload! Give my lil peanut Scarlet lots of love from my part!!!!!!

Until next week!

Love always and always,

Hermana Abigail Page

Bedtime Stories...

Once upon a time, in a far away land se llama La Serena, there once were two brave princesses named Page y Mori. They had been searching high and low for "the chosen one". The one that had been promised to them by the wise scorcerer (Presidente). Far and long, high and low, left and right they searched trying to find the special soul. But on and on they went without any trace of the person. Without even a hint or clue of how to recognize the chosen one, they began to lose hope that they could be the ones to accomplish the task. "How can it be" they said. "Maybe the scorcerer was wrong...maybe we weren´t meant to find the chosen one.." But either way, with some of the last drops of hope, they went. Looking even harder. Knocking every castle door, searching in every pasture, talking to every peasant and prince and knight that passed them on their path.
One day, when passing through a familiar path that the two princesses usually used to arrive in town, there was a young maid outside a cottage washing out the stagecouch. Not thinking too much about the young lady, they gave a friendly hello and kept walking. Not 4 steps after crossing in front of the young woman, Page and Mori were brought to a hault in the path. Their feet could not go another step. "Turn around" said a voice. "Talk to the maid. What do you have to lose?" So without trying to overthink the still voice, Page and Mori turned and began to talk to the woman. She asked what their purpose on their path was and where were they going. They replied that they were pricesses on a noble quest to find the chosen one..the soul that could become the heir to the kingdom. The young maid, intriged in how two ladies so young would embark on such an errand, began to question the reasoning of the two princesses. With a flicker of hope, Page and Mori, invited the maid to the castle in order to explain the purpose of the quest more clearly. The maid, Francisca, began to come to the castle frequently (and Page and Mori traveled to her cottage as well) to learn about the kingdom, the quest, and the chosen one. After a few visits, Page and Mori told the Francisca that they believed her to be the chosen one..the one from the fortune of the sorcerer. Doubting herself, but also trusting in the princesses, the Francisca did not know what she should do. "Ask the king" Page and Mori told her.

A few days went by as Francisca wrote a correspondence to the king and waited for her response..explaining her feelings, her thoughts, her doubts, her desires.

One day Page and Mori, hopefully that by then the king had sent a response to Francisca, headed towards her cottage to see if she was ready to accept her title as the chosen heir. When they arrived, the Francisca sat them down at the small table. With the fireplace crackling and the hearts of Page and Mori pounding, Francisca said "I recieved my reply from the king. And I have my answer..........I am ready."

Rejoicing was had throughout the kingdom as the royal court planned the correlacion and the ball to celebrate! When the day arrived, Francisca, nervous but ready, took on her title of heir to the kingdom and realized for herself that she was indeed chosen...special...the Princess of a King.

And from that moment on, the Princesses Page and Mori followed on with other quests and the Francisca resumed her training to one day become queen.

And they all lived happily ever after.

Love always and always,

Hermana Abigail Page