As the Garcia Family continues to
prepare for Baptism, I keep worrying if I'm actually going to be there to see
it or not. You see...the Changes are coming up on the 16th, and if I stay in
the area I'm gonna get to see them make this covenant, but if not...
Man, it's quite the predicament.
Speaking of tough situations, we
are floundering to find some new investigators here, mainly because we have
been leaving the office at like 6 o'clock every day. I don't know what's
happening! I feel like we don't have too much stuff to do, but for some reason it
takes us forever and a day to actually get it done.
Who knows. All I know is that I'm
having a blast here in Montufar with Elder Prestwich, that we're working hard
and seeing a lot of fruits of our labor. So...who am I to complain?
This week has flown by faster than
I could say "Quidditch." I've seen pretty much everything, from
Doctor's appointments, to councils to pep-talks to baptisms...and also some
"knock-your-socks-off-good lessons" that were completely guided by
the spirit.
So many things to say, and I'm
really not sure where to start.
But I think the very beginning is a
very good place to start:
Sunday: we ended up running around
a huge chunk of the Capital picking up investigators, trying to bring them to
Sacrament meeting. From what everyone had told us the past week we were going
to be looking at an incredible attendance rate (too bad August wasn't a
"counting month" ;)), but that morning pretty much all of our
investigators bailed on us. Minor and Veronica said that they were visiting
relatives in Santa Fe and wouldn't be getting back until that evening, we
couldn't get a hold of Erika, Bryan, Beverly or Krissi, and all of the
less-active members weren't coming to the door when we knocked.
The only person who had really
gotten to be consistent was Ana Victoria. It's really interesting to see how
committed our young investigator has been. She has come to church on her own
every Sunday for over a month now. No questions asked, she just rides the bus
with her friends to the regular meetings. It's so funny, because Ana has been
helping to fellowship Krissi and Beverly...and she's not even a member!
You know...yet (...keep reading).
So it was kind of hard in
Church...because not very many people came. My companion and I sat down on the
bench next to the Franco's, defeated. It feels like, no matter how much I do, I
really can't seem to feel like I'm "on top of things."
Elder Walton leaned backwards from
the bench in front of us after the sacrament. "Hey...aren't those your
investigators?" he asked, his eyes flashing between mine and my companion.
"Who?" I asked, scanning
the room for a familiar face.
And who would've guessed it, Erika
and her two daughters were sitting in the back row, listening attentively to
the talk about eternal families.
That, my friends was a miracle.
The rest of my week seemed to
follow suit. Miracle by miracle I kept feeling better and better. I went to
Doctor Aminibar's office on Tuesday to have my stitches removed, I am so happy
to find out that I'm almost done with all of this crazy cyst-ness. I am so
tired of telling the same story about what happened to my hand over and over
and over again. It's time to move on to a new chapter here...
The only problem was that I asked
the Doctor if I could start doing push ups now that I have the stitiches out.
He promptly informed me that I would not be able to apply such intense pressure
to my wrist for another 2 months!
How am I supposed to get super buff
if I can't do push ups?
On Thursday I went on divisions
with Elder Mann, my Zone Leader. It was really cool to talk to him, he's a
great, humble missionary. He was in my first Zone when I entered the Mission
Field, and as we were in an awesome lesson with Minor and Veronica I realized:
It's been a year since I first went to San Juan, and La Florida...and so many
things have happened since then!
Even cooler was that it had also
been a year to the date that day since I first met Elder Mann...and now we were
doing divisions telling each other how that year was for us.
We had two very spiritual lessons,
and I learned a lot from my good friend.
Minor and Veronica came to the
service, a little bit early before everyone else, and it was really funny
because Minor told us that "If Ana doesn't show up, you can baptize me
instead right now!" He has been so well prepared! I sure hope I get to be
there when he and his wife are baptized (on the 27th).
We'll see....
-Elder Monson
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