I am two weeks into my new area, with a new companion. Elder Rodas was born in Guatemala, but moved to Honduras when he was 12. He is a great teacher, and is extremely obedient… thank goodness. We are good pals already! We get along really well. He’s hilarious.
He told me that the first week that I was there in Central, we worked harder in that one week than he had the whole month of March. This area is awesome! Rich, food giving members who give references! Its pretty awesome!
The hardest part is telling people that I will end my mission here. That being the case, I am the best missionary I have ever been. More obedient than ever, more hard working… and I have such short time to do so. 2 changes left. That’s nothing!! I’ve gotta get to work!We catch a lot of attention because we are in the same group. Especially since our missions are coming to a close. We officially have 22 months. Ridiculous… The good thing is that we have found some new families who want to be baptized, so our goal is leaving this area having baptized a family. We can do it! We are excited!
Thank you for everything. Have a great week!
So here is the funny story of the week about this area. We had lunch with a member this week, and once we got there he said that he had to go, and couldn’t prepare us lunch, so he just gave Elder Rodas and I a Q100 bill, and said just buy whatever you want. Q100!!! That was crazy go nuts! So we went to McDonalds and got ourselves an American lunch. I couldn’t believe what happened, but it was pretty cool.
Another good thing about being in Xela centro is that we are fairly close to the Temple. We brought about 10 investigators there last week at night-time, and I took this pic. Its super tight… I heart the temple.
An inactive man we met this week invited us to pizza on Saturday which was nice. His problem is that he can’t come to church because he is a commercialist (I think that’s correct in English) and works Sunday. A really nice guy, he knows the church is true, but dug himself too deep in the hole. I have learned a lot about the importance of keeping the Sabbath Day, and the blessings it brings. It is sad to learn that through the bad example of another, but at least I was able to receive that knowledge. The church is true. Even though the people are not perfect, the church is. It is such a blessing to be able to go to church in order to renew our covenants. That is why we go. Sometimes we don’t realize that blessing every week, but it truly is a blessing. May we all continue strong and active, so the Lord will bless us forever!
Here I am an the Riscos. Apparently they are world famous. Until now I haven’t had the time to take a picture here.
Here is a pic of Momos at night. Just a tiny little village really.
Here I am with Elder Hendrickson, Obourn, and McGrath. Easily some of my best buddies in the mission. Obourn and Hendrickson are zoneleaders in a place called Totonicapán. They brought matching ties to the last Zone Leader Meeting, as well as McGrath and I. It was ultra cute. =)
Changes are tomorrow, so we as a zone ate Chinese food together! It was a lot of fun.
Fun story about this old woman. She was baptized 45 years ago. Barely speaks Spanish. Is endowed, and sealed to her family, attends every Sunday, her son died a few years ago, and her recompense was Q70,000. She paid Q7,000 for her tithing of course, and when she handed it to the bishop at that time, he told her that it would be better for her to keep it since she is now widowed, and without children, and that it would help her live. She then responded, ”Don’t rob me of my blessings from God.” And gave him the money. I have never met a more faithful woman here. She is 80 something years old, and this week I recorded her testimony in Ki’ché, and took this picture. Just a little cultural snidbit of Momos.
I think I just found out who my companion is going to be. Until I know for sure, I’ll tell you next week =)