First, a story. On Friday afternoon we were doing our weekly planning session, looking through some of the maps, trying to figure out which ones we should knock, and which ones we should save for later, that kind of stuff, when I came upon a map. On this map there were two houses circled, each of which had Spanish names. I didn't want to take out the map and carry it around if it only had two houses marked on it, so I just decided to write down those two addresses in my planner. Later that day one of our appointments cancelled on us, and we were trying to figure out what we should do about it. I opened up my planner and saw those two addresses, so we decided to go knock them. We came to the first house, knocked, not interested in the slightest. We went back to the car and were about to leave when I looked down at my planner and realized that the other address I had written down was right next door. We got back out of the car and went to knock it. When we knocked, a 20 year old man named Jesus answered the door and invited us in excitedly. I assumed was a member, but after a minute or two, we found out that no he was not. He offered us some water, and told us that the missionaries used to come over and talk with their family, but that he was never really a part of it, and he's really interested in learning about what we believe. He said they always let the missionaries in and offer them water and or juice, or basically whatever they need/want. We scheduled a return appointment, and left. When we came back for the appointment he was just as excited, and we had a really really good discussion. He said that if he were to come to know that the church was true, that yeah he'd get baptized. BOO-YAH. Basically we're really excited to get back there and talk some more with him.
Next story: We were out knocking doors, and we found this older Spanish lady out sitting on her porch watching some kids play outside. We went and talked to her, and it was pretty apparent that she wasn't really interested in talking to us, but she was nice anyways, so we stayed and talked. She is quite Catholic. "Have you ever talked to missionaries before?" "Yeah, they gave me some book that's kinda like the Bible" "Oh nice. The Book of Mormon?" "yeah that!" "Well have you read any of it?" "Yeah,I've read it." "We how much had you read" "a lot" "Like one chapter, two chapters...?" "Pretty much all of it" "Well do you think it's truly the word of God?" "Oh yes yes it's a great book!" "Well what does that mean if that book is the word of God?" "Who knows?" *insert thought bubble: "I DO I DO, LET ME TELL YOU ALL ABOUT IT!"* "Have you ever heard of Joseph Smith?" "No, who's that?" "When do you have time that we could stop by and baptiz...I mean teach you about Joseph Smith?"..... I'm pretty sure she won't get baptized anytime soon, because she is VERY catholic, and she told us that she would never give up praying to the Virgin Mary. I asked her why she prays to the Virgin Mary, and she said "Because she's the mother of God" Well what does that mean? We pray to God because he's our Father, and because he answers our prayers. God can do everything for us, so why do we need to pray to someone else who has no direct relation to us? We've got God on our side, what more do we need? Needless to say that the second commandment says basically to pray to no one but God.....I just don't understand.
Anyways, We had transfers this week. My new companion is Elder Chavez from El Salvador. We speak Spanish ALWAYS and I love it! He's been in the mission for a total of about 4 months. FUN STUFF! Also, My first night with him we went and ate with a family Chavez. Not only was that somewhat ironic because his name is Chavez as well, but also I found out that my sister (who is on a mission in San Fernando, California) is living in the house of the father of Sister Chavez! That was pretty awesome.
Well that's all. Have a great week,