We had a good week and the new comp is great. With my last comp I hadn’t said
anything to the President or to anyone to try to get rid of him. On the
contrary I told my pres that he was a solid elder and helped me a lot, which
was true. He was not the easiest person to be around but heck, I’m not going to
be the whiney elder that is complaining to the President. And most the
time we did get along and plus it’s good for me to have comps of all sorts. The
mission is a refining fire – right? And I know that you guys
really pray that ill have hard comps and impoverished areas ;) The
new comp is from Honduras. Name is Elder Lobo (wolf). We get along great.
In my district there are 4 hermana misionaries. One of the
areas where the hermanas are is dangerous so they are having us switch areas
with them. Ha, great idea. So, after just one week here we are
packing up again. My comp has 18 months in the mish and the funny thing is that
his first area in the mish was the area where we are going today. But he was
only there for two weeks because while they were walking through a
park the Gangs here started a gun fight with the police in
that very park. They had to dive under parked cars for protection. He
is excited to be back....
Also, the funny thing about this area is that when I got
here they told us that we were going to do the area switch, so I
didn’t work to hard at learning the area. Then they told me at the beginning of
last week with the transfers that we weren’t going to do the switch. Sooo, I
busted my tail (and my feet got a few blisters) to learn the area really
well. Ha - now we are heading out. Them folks just like fooling
with the white guy.
*We contacted a woman and she agreed to have a lesson
in front of her house. She was about 70 and very Christian. It was a fun lesson
because she got really into it but we didn’t quite convince her. At the
end we asked her to say the prayer and she eagerly agreed. She
started praying in tthe traditional Baptist way, she started more quietly her
praises and then quickly got louder with lots of hallelujahs and then at climax
she started speaking in tongues!! Then she put her hands on our heads!!
I almost fell out of my chair.
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The sad thing about the change will be leaving Eulalio. He
is already in 2 Nephi and there was a baptism this week from another area and
we invited him and he showed up 30 minutes early to see it. He will be baptized
on my birthday. We were in the car shop with him one evening, which
is just what you would expect a car shop to be like; filthy with filthy
people. There are cigarette butts and alcohol and men with dirty mouths.
In one room, not where we meet they have the expected posters (dirty), and
there are dirty animals that roam around. But as we were sitting there
talking, all of that fell away as the spirit filled the room with
a feeling a peace and joy. It was very distinct and very memorable. Those
experiences are very personal because down the road I will be able to look back
on that experience and feel the same joy. It was very much my experience
and nobody else’s. The other men in the other mechanic shop didn’t feel
anything similar and maybe never have. But now it’s an integral part of who my
life and Eulalio’s. Neat memories!
We contacted some people this past week and asked them if
they knew a certain man who lived on the street. Nope. O well so we asked if we
could teach them. They said that we could come and talk with them. Then they talked
to us about buying their funeral services. This included the coffin, the burial,
the clothing... We put there flyer on our wall next to the warning notice
that the church sends listing people of risk that we should watch out
for, just in case right....
One night at ten we were in our apartment and this old man
passed by our house and knocked. I opened the door and realized it was hermano Evia,
which is one of my favorite people I have ever known. He is a member and always
has riddles and jokes waiting for me. He said "hey i saw your lights on" and
just walked into the house. Ha, he is a goofball. He didn’t want to
go home and didn’t have anywhere to go so he came for a visit. It was one
of the more enjoyable nights of my mish. When I told him yesterday that we
were changing areas, he said "oh no! Give me a hug
then."
Love you guys!
Speen
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