This week went by just as fast as the others. A bit frustrating though. I've been working in a trio this week because Elder Newell´s replacement came this week. Elder Neves from Alpine Utah, graduated from Lone Peak. He is awesome. He is the youngest missionary in the offices now with the ripe age of 8 and a half months. He’s cool, he should be awesome here. We (Elder Newell and I) went and picked him up Tuesday afternoon, he had to fly in from Moyobamba, and honestlyyyyyyy ever since then, Elder Newell has been completely different. It is frustrating. It reminds me a lot of how people acted in high school, when they wanted to be your friend, they were your friend. When they had other people to hang out with, they went with them. I understand he's training Elder Neves and all that, but it is just different. Its like he doesn’t wanna be part of the companionship of 4(well now 5) that we are. And I'm not gonna lie, it has really been bugging me, and I don’t know why I let it. Yesterday beloved Elder Chavez (DL here in the offices) and I had a little interview and we talked things out and he let me know that everyone has felt that, its just something that happens, and we just have to put our heads down and go to work. And having to work in a trio hasn’t helped a bit either. It is just that Elder Newell and I worked so hard to find people and had so much fun doin it, and now we don’t even talk. It is weird how life works sometimes. I'm really worried about how next transfer is gonna go down, Elder Chavez goes home and we'll have a new comp, and Elder Neves will just be getting started here in the area.
I fasted this week and I saw miracles. One my purposes was to be able to find happiness and joy in the work, and the other was to be able to understand and apply the Christ like attribute of Meekness (Elder Bednars talk from April 2018). We (Elders Chavez, Macz and I) were out smashin' doors like always, and where I was kinda new in their half of the area (like the people they had planned to visit, I was just kinda following along), and we hit a bit of a brick wall. Everything fell through. And so they stop for a second to look at their planners trying to figure out what to do and I saw a man just standing in his door, and thought “Hey, why not give him a contact card?”, so I went and the man just blew up on me. He told me that he had no reason to believe in God when his family had all died, he was all alone and didn’t believe that Christ could help him. I feel like normally, I would get a bit angry, and try to fight him. But I simply responded and said, “hermano, que he hecho para que me hable asi?”(What did I do for you to talk to me like that?) And then my comps came over to talk and we just ended up walking away, and honestly I just laughed. Wasn’t mad at all. It wasn’t until later that night that I realized that that happened 100 % because of my fast. The other part about being happy… we woke up at 5:30 to go running today. We left at 6. Theres a little sidewalk place on the border of our area, it reminds me a lot of the parkway, where we run in the mornings. So we went there, and we ran up a big staircase a bunch of times and normally when we go running I suck air. I hate it. I wanna quit ASAP. But I just kept going, something just said keep doin it keep going. And so I did. After that, we forgot our keys and we knew the APs were at the offices playing soccer with the rest of the zone, so we went and watched them for a bit. While we were sitting there I had the clearest clearest thought… “You have to do this more. You have to have more fun in your mission.” So I took that to be another answer from my fast. I need to go running more and play more sports with the zone, and in turn I’ll be happier. Interesting how God works sometimes. Alma 37:6-7.
Our view as we run
After running this morning
After Sunday meetings we usually have 20 minutes to have a small meeting with the bishop, not ward council, just la obra missional. (Missionary work) but he’s usually slammed with interviews and we have to wait for him, so during that time, we usually try to knock fruit out of a tree that’s there in the little courtyard. It’s quite fun, and the fruit is delicious. It’s called pijuayo. It’s kinda like a sour apple.
| Looking for fruit |
| Trying to get the fruit down |
| pijuayo - similar to a sour apple |
2 weeks ago, a letter arrived with my name on it. I about crapped! I never get letters. The Young Men and Young Women are awesome! It sounds like they had a great activity! Thanks Valley Park 1St youth!!
Ever since I finished Jesus the Christ, I've been reading parts of "Saints" here in the offices on my computer. And it is quite great. Many times we hear about the stories that happened and just kinda brush them off. We don’t think much of it. But its good to learn, and realize what the early converts had to go through.
Sunday we got to speak in church, and I spoke about the Hymn that I wrote home a bit ago about. “Brillan Rayos de Clemencia”. I felt like I did a good job. At home I always dreaded having to speak in church, but as a missionary, its like hey why not? I cant count how many times its happened where we get to church and the bishop just calls on us to speak. Quite fun.
There’s a Mormon Message(I’m not sure what those are called anymore) called “And None Were with Him” its taken from a talk by Elder Holland. He basically describes the Savior's life. He had the help of the 12, up until a certain point when he was in the Garden, and essentially, He was alone. Many times in life we feel that we are alone, and we wonder why? If God is all powerful, almighty, all loving, why would He let us feel that way? I think that the answer is obvious now. If He had to let it happen to His Only Begotten, then surely He would let it happen to us in order for us to grow and exercise more faith in Him.
I've spent a lot of time in the bank this week, and usually when I go, I go with Elder Chavez. I like talking to him about his future. He said he wants to go home, work in a bank, and for a career work in the area offices that are right there in his city of Lima. Right by the MTC. Working in a bank sounded like a good idea to me. It gave me a job option, maybe not a career, but just something to do in college tryin to make some cash.
There are 44 days until my birthday! Time is flyin!!!!!!!!!!!!
A quote I remembered from High School this week… “He who does not stand for something, will fall for anything.”
Elder Roper
Locking up
Stake/ Zone activity that we had
Cake from the members
Our ward
Cool picture of the light one morning in my office
P Day fun
We had a bit of a water and shave cream fight today
Elder Macz and Elder Chavez found kids fishing in the floating neighborhood







