I haven’t been changed yet, still here in Santa Lucia until next week. I thought I would take the opportunity this week to talk about some more cool stuff that happened to me this week, a family we are going to baptize, and a story that our mission president told a couple of weeks ago about his dad.
Last Sunday we got up early to study before going to church. I am pretty used to getting up ridiculously early, but I still hate it. Anyways, every Sunday a member family gives us lunch and it´s the day we eat the best in the whole week. So we went, and ate a sweet meal of rice, chicken, and… I am not really sure what the other thing we ate was... So we left content and full to go knock on doors and teach some people. Like always it was a hot, humid day. Full stomach, hot day, early morning... Recipe for a nap. So we knock on like 3 doors, and somebody lets us in to teach. As we were teaching I started to fall asleep while my companion was talking, and then it was my turn to explain about apostasy and stuff. I started talking, but the sleepiness didn´t go away. The good thing is that I usually teach people at night while I am sleeping, so I was able to make it through the lesson, but it was a pretty strange lesson.
Yesterday we were walking down a main street to go to the grocery store and get our food for the week. As we were walking I saw a kid, probably 12 or 13 walk up to a door and knock on it, with murder on his face. Another kid his age opened the door (we were about 10 feet back when he opened it) and came out swinging. Both of them got some good hits in. It wasn´t your typical playground fight, these kids were doing some real damage to each other. So I did what anybody would do J I started yelling at them and got in between them. One of the kids backed off, so I ended up just holding one of them back until he calmed down and started crying, and then we left. It was sweet.
We are teaching a family right now that is going to get married this Saturday and then baptized on Sunday. We have seen a complete turnaround in their lives, and they have started coming to church every week. The Rosales Family. It is super cool to see guys stop drinking, and families be able to be happy at home.
Our Mission President (President M. Joseph Brough) told a sweet story at our district conference. When his dad had just gotten back from his mission, him and his buddy (also a return missionary) had an idea that had to do with computers. They were going to use their idea to start up a company and make a ton of money. But they needed a ridiculously large loan to get it started. Today, the loan would be worth 50 million dollars. So they got an appointment with the owner of American Steel, who apparently is a man with a ton of money (or was at the time, about 50 or 60 years ago). They show up to present their plan to this insanely rich guy in his huge office. But every time they tried to present their plan, the guy would just ask them questions about their life, about the church, about their missions, things like that. Eventually he asks about why the Mormons don´t drink coffee or alcohol, and they try to get back on track, but he never lets them finish their presentation.
|Monte and Emily Brough and Collin|
Their time was up and they had to go, but the guy invited them over to his house that night, because he wanted to know more. So they cancelled their flights, and they got picked up by a limo to go to this guy’s huge house. They go into a room with him, and he pushes a button, and one of the walls spins around. On the other side, it’s a bar. (Crazy right, a spinning wall?....one day I will have one!) So he offers them some ridiculously expensive wine. President Brough’s father declines and the owner of the company gets all offended. So he tells him “Now I have to send somebody to the store to buy you a 7-up or something, because you don´t like the stuff I have´”And his dad just responds... “Yup.” The owner is offended and talks really harsh to him all night and stuff. So the buddy (who is also an RM) doesn´t want to offend the rich guy, and drinks the wine. They finish off the night and go home and the buddy tears into Mr. Brough for blowing the deal. So he feels awful. The next day, they both get called to the office to talk, and the owner calls in Mr. Brough, but doesn´t let his friend in. He apologizes for the night before and explains what happened. He told him “Í don´t know anything about computers, but I do know men. You´ve got the deal, as long as your friend isn´t your partner.”Just a great example of being obedient to God before men, and sticking to your convictions!
It is frustrating to see a ton of people get baptized and then stop going to church. The retention of converts just for one year back here is 28%... Preetttttyyy bad.... In my last area when I left we had 95 % though, only 1 convert wasn´t going, and that was only because we never found her house... The problem here is several people don´t live in the area, so we can´t visit them, there are a lot of kids that are like 10 that are the only ones in the house that got baptized, and don´t want to go any more, and a lot of people got close to the missionaries and when they left, they go inactive. Its frustrating. I’m beginning to understand how you feel when you have to be the “bad guy” in a situation. Lots of times it falls on us to correct members. Yesterday we had a member that didn´t want us to bring some new investigators to their family home evening, because she didn´t like the mom of the family. That was already enough to ignite my righteous fury, but my companion being more patient asked her why, and she said because they have just never said anything in the street like ‘good morning’, ‘good afternoon’, or whatever. It was a lame reason, and I was outraged that she wouldn´t help us. Needless to say, we became the bad guys L Everybody loves us though, so she said sorry and we had the family home evening. J