It was a great week this week. This week we offered a lot of service. We helped Adrian and his family move from the from one end of the ward to the other (into our area). (I have written about him previously, he is really poor, and his wife almost decided not to come back to live with him, but thanks to a wonderful experience with prayer, they are together again as a family. He is so much more happy now, and we are teaching them as a couple now. It will be so much better now that they will be baptised together! ) We also painted a the house of a mamber (they really appreciated my height), and we helped Erendira make tamales to sell in her shop.
Speaking of tamales, I am not a fan. I can eat two or three, but the members offer a whole plateful. It is a struggle sometimes to get through them ;) They are type of food cooked in a corn husk - I am still not sure what they are made of, the only answer I get is ´masa´. I am also not a fan of mole; it´s a type of sauce they put in meat that made of chocolate. It's really bitter ;)
Hopefully we will have another baptism on the 15th! We have an investigator who is more than ready for baptism.
We had a night and day experience on Wednesday with the 2 new investigators we found.
The first was Jose Luis. He was standing in the street, and we passed him a few times going from house to house, and then decided to contact him when we couldn't find anyone. He had some free time, so he invited us in. It was a wonderful experience. He said he used to be Catholic, but had since seen the holes in some of the doctrine like worshiping images and the saints. We started teaching the first lesson, but then changed course, and brought out the Book of Mormon before we even talked about Joseph Smith. When Elder Bautista pulled out the book from his bag, we could feel that he felt something. We talked about how the Gospel blesses families, and about how important his family was to him, so we promised him that if he read this book and followed what is said, he could live with his family even after death (he is a grandfather, I believe). I had an interesting experience. I saw Jose Luis as if he were Grandpa Fillingim, sorta. I actually started crying a little in the lesson, and I realized how much the Book of Mormon really HAS blessed my family, and was able to share a simple and powerful testimony with Jose Luis. I have a really strong desire to help him receive that gospel. He has the same light in his eyes, and like Grandpa, I know that he can quit smoking too. I can just see him as a temple worker. I hope that I have what it takes to bring him into this gospel. He was so excited to read the Book of Mormon, and I feel he is ready to receive this Gospel.
Later that day we taught a man named Felipe. It was totally the opposite. The entire time was him talking about his doubts about religion, and about technology (he even brought up the movie Terminator) and how it is overrunning the world, about money, about how there was no way that me and my companion are both descendants from Adam and Eve, looking so different, and on and on. We have another appointment with him Wednesday... hopefully we can actually teach something.
We also had a training for all the new missionaries, and did a lot of practices. I was asked to give the opening prayer, and was told afterwards by President Bird that I sound like a Mexican ;) We ended the training by watching parts of a talk by president Eyring and Jeffery R Holland about the Atonement and Missionary Work are related. It was really powerful.
I am even teaching lessons in my dreams at night :)
Well, those are the highlights of the week ;)
I Love you all so much, and I miss you all too!