We have a really great progressing investigator R. from Colon, near Olanchito I think. He’s there visiting for a few weeks but when he gets back we're planning on having his baptism! He is super pilas and such a blessing for us! He is really attentive and receptive and learns really quickly. He was asking questions about the planchas mayor and menor (large plates and small plates) and after so long of "simplifying" the gospel I was a little shocked but we did some good studying and were able to explain things to him. It’s such a blessing to have investigators that really work hard and do their part like Elder Moreno says in the district. We're really trying to emphasize that with our investigators lately and with everyone we talk to, that we do our part as missionaries, but that they do their part as well.
I decided I hate tortillas this week. I like eating them and that why I got fat probably, but they are usually the problem here. It’s why people can’t go to church. They either make them or sell them and the maza will get ruined if they don’t use it in a certain amount of time, but it’s just a challenge we have to work with.
Hermana A. got confirmed! We had a member go by to bring her to church! It was about 10 when they finally got to church but she finally got confirmed! It was such a neat experience to be sitting there behind the keyboard watching her be confirmed. I mean closing my eyes ;) It was like "That’s my investigator over there!" The meetings here have really improved. More reverence and we're back to having our third hour lessons. Por fin.
So a lot of the time during the day I’m reminded of the district training videos where Elder Christofferson says, "It is the Holy Ghost that bears witness of your words when you teach and testify. It is the Holy Ghost that, as you speak in hostile venues, puts into your heart what you should say and fulfills the Lord’s promise that “you shall not be confounded before men” (D&C 100:5)." I've seen this in literally every lesson. If it’s not a husband, it’s a chicken, if it’s not the kid, it’s a rooster, if its not the cell phone, it’s the bar down the street, or a man yelling and trying to sell something from his truck or a bus going by on its way to Progresso. Talk about hostile venues. But it's neat when we actually can feel the spirit. It requires a TON of patience and a lot of eye contact, but it's always worth it and sometimes you just have to laugh about it and be grateful for those experiences that a lot of people will never be able to have in their lives. But it's real, the Spirit works and He can be present if we invite Him.
The dueno of the house here, Don M came to church the past two Sundays! It was hilarious because normally he's drunk but he came to church and this Sunday when he walked in he waved to everyone. He was the alcalde here of Santa Rita like 10 years ago and everyone knows him and they say he helped a ton of people. He’s very direct but I will definitely miss him when I leave Santa Rita! :( We decided he needs to get baptized and married in the temple to his wife so that he can be the new Bishop in a few months because this ward would mejorar un montón. It’s not even funny.
We should all read the talk by Pres. Ezra T. Benson, Beware of Pride like everyday. It’s so, so good.
Like the title, this is all worth the sweat and tears. We had a good week, I’m learning a lot with my comp. She's teaching me a lot and I’m teaching her a lot I think. We've had a lot of talks and heart to hearts that are really necessary. But the sweat and tears are part of the mission and they are worth it. If we save one alma, it’s worth it. and that why im here :)
Love,
Hermana Despain
