Friday, December 17, 2010
Well it would seem like most everyone wants to know about my thanksgiving and so i will talk about that. But before i forget, I thought it was way funny to read amandas cartita sobre las personas in Paraguay, because the dad gum hispanics here are the same way almost. Except here instead of being afraid of rain, they are deafly afraid of the snow. Which seeing how it has been snowing for a straight week and a half now, it makes getting people to come to church un poco dificil. And they are always saying its feo tambien. In fact we went to see if we could get one of the hispanic members to come out team teaching with us and he just told us that he was not going to because it was too cold outside and he didn't like the snow. We were like our car is right outside your house and it is warm. nos digo, nope not going it is cold outside. And finally after 20 min of begging he finally came. It was actually way funny. But ya for whatever reason the adult hispanos just hate the snow, but the kids like it. Oh and also a crazy story, my companion has the tendency to drive through stop signs, little did i know that he would develop the habit of running over stop signs. Ya that is right. I almost died because we tried to make this turn on this snow which was truly all ice, and were fixing to run into a phone poll, but were able to turn away from that and run straight over a stop sign and into a ditch. It was pretty crazy. so mom if you could hurry up and send my driving record to the mission office that would be muchly appreciated haha. Granted the worst part was just standing in the snow for an hour waiting for the tow truck. But anyways. thanksgiving... It was just a normal day for us, probably cause our president didn't want anyone playing any turkey bowls or something no se. Pero we did get a thanksgiving dinner with a family named the Hughes. Extremely nice family, but it didn't quite compare with some of Big Mammas cooking. Haha jk mom you are not big. Or that ephraim one, that one was so good. But it was a pretty good thanksgiving. Most of the day we just spent planning for the next week and doing service and stuff. Friday was just crazy though. We went over to Guadalupe's house for his baptismal interview... and holy cow! I was just blown away. Now we had taught him earlier in the week, and he was having some doubts about his baptism about how he dind't want to cause any problems in the family and he wasn't sure if he was ready and stuff. And so I just knew i needed to bear my testimony. And it was just so powerful, and he agreed to go through with his baptism, cause he knew it was the right thing to do. Well so we are there to interview him and see if he is ready, and once again he is just like i dont think I am ready. But this time I kinda had the impression that he was not telling the whole truth. And so while the ZL is doing his little interview questions I realize that his wife is kinda easedropping. And I knew that the problem was something to do with his wife. So then I started talking loud enough so she could hear me, just about how he needs to be a leader to his family and everything, just to see if she would come over and tell us her view of the story and everything. Well come she did, and with the look of the blasted devil on her face she exploded, and continued to explode. It was crazy. She basically said she would divorce him if he was baptized. ANd how we don't even realize that kind of man he really is and how he had cheated on her in the past. And she just went crazy lady on us. But needless to say he is not getting baptized, although he did still come to church. And one other investigator came as well. Which was kinda hard, because we made sure to invite everyone to come. And so we only had one investigator make it out of the 20 that we invited. Especially since all of our lessons were way strong this week, but still they did not choose to come to church. But I learned a valuable lesson about how not to do something. I was sitting in church when someone was praying they mentioned to please bless the missionaries that they might have success. And for whatever ever reason this kinda got me mad. And I just thought if i went up on the stand and put a seed in a cup and told everyone to pray that this seed would grow. No matter how hard we prayed and no matter how often we prayed that seed would most likely not ever grow. Because we still need to do ou part by nourishing it every day. But i got to go so I will leave my thought unended. But I love yall so much. And i have no idea what i want for christmas. Money maybe. And prayers that I will know what to do to help our investigators.