Monday, December 15, 2014

Semana 2 en Seymour

This week has been slow lessons wise, but we have been organizing and getting the area set up on paper so the work can go as smoothly as possible here in Seymour. We got huge maps and whatnot that we put up on the wall.

We have been meeting with the recent convert Carlos and he is so cool! Before he met with the missionaries he knew nothing, absolutely nothing about Christ or God or anything, but now he is progressing so much. He is working towards receiving the Aaronic Priesthood.

We finally made contact with the only other investigator in the area book named Bertin. He is from Guatemala and is a full-blooded Native American. Spanish is his 5th language; his native language is called Chu, and is a dialect of Mayan. He just got new job and so he told us the only time he is free to meet is at 1 in the morning. So I keep praying that his schedule changes so we can meet with him and not kill ourselves by waking up so early.

So the other day we were in the dollar store and we ran into this lady who recognized us as "Mormons" because we are "cookie cutters" we talked to her for a while and as soon as it turned to religion she shut us down and walked away. Then she comes running back and says "are you wearing your special underwear?!" I replied, "Yes" she goes, "Can I see it?" and here I didn’t know what to do, I literally went blank. But luckily Elder Wright jumped in and said it just looks like a white t-shirt. Really awkward for me.

Tuesday we were driving up to Columbus for branch council and we kept getting these texts asking for me, and saying that they wanted me to come back up north. I was really kind of worried that there was some girl that was being all weird from the branch in Elkhart. So we couldn’t figure it out and so I called the number. And it was Elba, my favorite member from my last area! I was so excited to hear from her! She said that she wants me to come back up north. She also asked if I had found a "adopted mom" to replace her while I was down here. She is so sweet. I feel like she is my grandma sometimes.

So yesterday I had to give a talk in sacrament. I prepared the talk and had scriptures and stories to share so I wouldn’t go over. I ended up talking for 20-25 minutes, and elder wright only had 5 minutes to talk. I guess I don’t need to worry about going under anymore.

Not much to report. Things are going to start picking up I hope.

So we don’t have a washer and dryer, so we decided to wash our clothes by hand because the laundromat is gross apparently. So we woke up on Tuesday and elder wrights towel was still sopping wet. So he turned the oven on and the burners and rigged up his bike stand so he could put his towel in front of it to dry. I thought we were going to catch something on fire!

Elder Porter

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