So this week, Angel will be getting baptized....well at least we
hope so. We didn't exactly plan well for his date and we recently
realized that we will be very short on time in teaching him all of the
missionary lessons. However, considering that we've had to stretch in
our creativity abilities as of late, I'm pretty sure that all will be
fine.
Sometimes I am so grateful that we are
not left alone to do missionary work. One of those was when the Lord
turned a horrible beginning to a lesson into a wonderful ending. We have
a couple that is investigating the church and we've been working with
them for a little however, we could not seem to get up the courage to
invite them to baptism. We had planned on doing so in this last lesson
that we had and had invited the bishop to accompany us. With the ever so
present knowledge of the bishop and his wife being present and the
reminder of our district leader to not even go to the lesson if we
didn't have the Spirit ringing in my ears, I got a little nervous and
effectively lost a bit of the influence of the Spirit. The same happened
to my companion. It was a bit of a rough start but in the end they
accepted the invitation to be baptized without even being invited. We're
very excited for them because all they need to be baptized is receive
an answer that this gospel is true. They're married and don't seem to
have problems with the Word of Wisdom and are completely willing to be
baptized if God tells them that this church is true.
We
have an investigator named Maria who lives in a little town about a 30
minutes walk from the town that we live in. She is super awesome.
Seriously, she is completely full questions about anything and
everything. I absolutely love teaching her. She has received the
Jehova's Witnesses before and basically tells us everytime that we go
that they're just cooky. =P She has been very confused by what they have
told her and has wanted to see it in the Bible. Well, considering that
the entire gospel that we share as missionaries can be found proven
through the scriptures, she quickly believes what we teach her. This
last time we taught about baptism and here in Mexico, one of the biggest
problems that people have is that they were baptized as children and
usually can't understand why they need to be baptized again, however,
with simple reading about Christ's baptism in the Bible, she herself
noticed that it had been wrong and is now willing to take the step into
the water if God tells her that this is true.
We
had our last interviews with President and Sister Christensen. Oh man,
was it sad to think of that. However, they were really good. President
and I talked about my goals that I have for the rest of my mission and
for after. I really enjoyed it.
We are now
teaching even more kids. We have two new investigators that are 10 and 8
years old. The 10 year old has a learning disability and honestly, we
are not sure what to do with him because I'm absolutely positive that he
can learn but we don't really know how to help him do so. His little
sister, the 7 year old, is nice and normal however doesn't know anything
about the gospel. This in particular frustrates me because both of
their parents are members, less-actives, but members and they haven't
taught them anything. I feel that we will be spending a lot of time
talking about Christ because they don't even know who he is. I have
learned a lot about the responsibilty of parents to teach their children
about the gospel and just about all of it has come from examples of
those who don't do it here in this area. Not gonna lie, I usually have a
lot of patience with God's children whether their members,
less-actives, or investigators, however, with these parents who are
teaching their children nothing, I find it very hard to not be very
direct and over kind with them. =P
Funny thing
that happened that was only funny because it wasn't me. Yesterday we
went to an appointment, it was getting late and we were already late for
the appointment. As we got close to the little shop where our
appointment was, we saw a few men and instantly knew that we would only
be making another appointment and leaving. Well, while my companion made
another appointment with the lady, I ended up having a very interesting
conversation with a very very drunk man. He was very respectful and it
was for that that I was even willing to be close to him. He told me he
was a Mormon and then testified of the importance of prophets. I was
rather concerned not because he was drunk but because his face was
covered in blood. When my companion was done, I shook his hand in
goodbye and he very cordially shook my hand. Then the funny part came.
When he shook my companion's hand he held tight and pulled it to his
lips saying "Let me kiss your hand. Let me kiss your hand." and he
promptly kissed it. Oh how traumatized was my companion was after we left.
It was really funny to me but we were really glad to get out of there.
=P
 |
| Chilling at our apartment on Easter Sunday |
 |
| Results from the make over the children of an investigator did for us |
No comments:
Post a Comment