Carnaval

My shoelaces broke. Luckily I was able to find some new ones.

Yesterday we spent the whole day sitting, and during the night I got tired of sitting.

We'll see what happens this transfer. We just got an email from President Gallego, saying that transfers are going to be on Thursday. They'll call us Wednesday night. Barranquilla is having Carnaval right now, which basically means that everyone's out getting drunk, dancing, and breaking a whole bunch of commandments out in the street. The missionaries aren't allowed to leave their houses. They've been indoors all week. Tomorrow is the last day, so they're moving transfers to Thursday morning. But he also said that there will only be 16 transfers within the 88 companionships in the mission, so it won't be too stressful. We'll see what happens. All I know is that if President Gallego calls me in these next few days, I'll probably be a trainer. I don't think it'll happen, but if I've learned anything here, it's that you can't trust anything in the transfers. And to answer Dad's question, what happens in transfers is that usually one of the assistants calls us on Monday night at about 8 or 8:30 and tells us what's going on. And then on Tuesday, at about 7 am we have to go to the bus station to take a bus to our area if it's out of the city.

Other than that, this has been a pretty normal week. But the cousin of W. decided to get baptized! We've been waiting awhile for this. She wants to be baptized, but she's been waiting for her boyfriend to come from far away. He comes about once a year, and they have 3 kids. But he hasn't come, and she's starting to think of telling him to not come back, because she hasn't seen him in over a year. So she accepted a baptismal date for the 18th of March, as well as her two older kids! We'll have to see if she keeps firm in this decision, I hope she does.

I've been having the chance to listen to a lot of music (unwillingly) in the street. Here in Valledupar is the home of Vallenato, which is basically accordion music. If you want to hear what I get to listen to all day in the street, look up Diomedes Diaz or Silvestre Dangon. Especially the song "ya no me duele mas." I hear that song so, so, so much. And that's basically what I get to listen to all the time. It's interesting. It makes me want to learn how to play the accordion.

That was basically my week, it was pretty fun. Nothing too out of the ordinary, just normal mission stuff. I'm really happy to be here, I love it a lot. I love you all and hope you have a great week. Bye!

Another use for the Book of Mormon....

This is a place called La Mina, where we went last week

Well we are one week from transfers. I really have no clue what's going to happen. It'll be weird, because we had some huge emergency transfers about in the middle of this transfer. Almost half of our district changed in week 3. No one seems to know why, but it was mission-wide. And the saddest part was:  They closed Santo Tomas. It makes me very sad, my first area now doesn't have missionaries. I don't know why, but I'm hoping that it reopens soon.

This week has been pretty good, with its ups and downs like normal. Sadly, the D. family didn't go to church this weekend. They´re obviously still more or less in their desires to return. We had a really fun Family Home Evening with them last Monday, and we talked about forgiveness (very subtle, I know). They accepted it really well. But this week has been really focused on finding new people. But we have one guaranteed baptism coming up in March. It's again the child of a less-active member, but this one is actually making the effort to return. The problem here will be her dad. We want him to baptize her (obviously) but he doesn't feel the desire to be active again. It seems to me that we might have to be a bit tough with him. Even if he's not ready, his daughter's getting baptized. We're trying to use it as motivation. So far it hasn't proved effective, maybe he needs it to actually happen to realize that he's missing the blessings. The difficult part about going to them is that they live far in a very poor part, so we have to go during the day when it's blazing hot. People tell me it reaches 36 or 38 degrees Celcius here, I'm not sure quite how much that is, but I testify that it feels very hot. So we have to walk probably about a mile down a road without a tree in sight, normally at about 3 in the afternoon. I have learned that not only is the Book of Mormon a powerful testimony of the Lord, but it also does a really good job of blocking out the sun. But they're really great, so it's worth it.

I've really been enjoying my time here, I've gotten a whole lot better at talking to people in the street. The problem is that everyone here belongs to the Pentecost church. And I mean everyone. Every other person we talk to is Pentecostal. We've learned from much experience that they train their members to respond to us. And their tactic is basically talk and talk and talk until they take up all of our time. It's funny, because they're very animated, they start standing and shouting and moving and it's hilarious. We actually had a run-in with one of their preachers yesterday. We were there for about an hour and got maybe 15 minutes of talking in. We basically could bear our testimonies and try to share a small message with scriptures. I almost laughed, because after bearing my testimony he started talking about how Satan has power and is working very hard to trick us all (basically telling me that my testimony came from Satan. Lovely, I know). But as he was shouting and reasoning and everything, trying to convince me, all I could think of was something that I wrote in Moses 1 last year in seminary. In this part, Satan is trying to convince Moses that he has power, not God. And Moses rebukes him and sends him away. What I wrote down is that he basically was saying "you can't deny what I felt". And that's exactly what came to my mind. It's incredible how strong a testimony is. And it's something so simple. We FEEL that it's true. Maybe we can't prove it. Maybe we can't describe it exactly. But we cannot deny it when it comes. I think that's why denying the Holy Ghost is the unpardonable sin. It's literally denying everything we feel and much of what we are. One literally lies to himself. Sorry, I guess that was my deep thought for the week. 

I love you all, I love being out here. Colombia and Colombians are some of the best people on the earth. They are so incredibly friendly and loving. It's amazing. I hope you all have a great week. love you!

"Hear the Word"

Wow, 3 times starting this same email. This mouse does a weird double click thing, even though I only click once. So it's already deleted 2 emails. Luckily I wasn't much farther than this at that point.

Wow, Satan just can't let me have a great week. I was feeling pretty good about this week. We found  a bunch of new people, we had some pretty great lessons, we had a bunch of people who committed to come to church. And then yesterday, one person showed up. I guess not just one person. We are teaching a part-member family. The D. family. It's 2 parents and 3 sons, the second son is 9 years old and isn't baptized, the parents and the oldest are less actives due to some comment that they took offense at. We've been working with them consistently for about 3 weeks now, and they finally showed up to church! They only stayed for Sacrament meeting, but little by little I guess. They want him to be baptized, and he wants to. We had to explain to them that he won't be able to get baptized unless his family reactivates. We actually had a very funny experience with them in our first lesson. I can't remember if I've told it before, I don't think so. If I have, oh well. We taught them the Restoration, and the sister started to cry because she felt the spirit. Yet despite that, when we invited them to attend church, they said no. It was rather frustrating. But to close, we invited the 9 year old to say the closing prayer. As he prayed, he started saying things like:  please help me to go to church, because I want to go, please help my family to go to church so we can have these blessings, etc. I literally almost died laughing in the middle of the prayer, it was bad. I was just laughing silently because not 1 minute earlier the parents had said that they didn't want to go to church.

Other than that, my week was pretty normal. Lots of work, lots of heat, lots of people who want to "hear the word" and nothing else. We also had a fun run-in with a Seventh Day Adventist who knew the Bible really well. That was pretty interesting. He even gave us a paper "proving" to us that the Sabbath Day is Saturday, not Sunday. We found some great new people who said that they can't attend church this Sunday, but they can the next. We'll see how that goes. I can't believe that this transfer is already almost done! In 2 weeks we have transfers again, the most likely is that I'll leave from here. I see two probable options: I'll leave Garupal, or I'll stay and be training someone. I don't know, we'll see how it goes.

But I think that's all the news from my week. I hope you all have a great week, I hope you enjoy whatever it is you're doing. Remember to keep a smile on your face, even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard. Just keep working, things will always turn out better. Even if you feel like you're not good enough, like you're not worthy, that you don't deserve the Lord's help, He is there. He will make up the difference if you trust Him and let Him. I love you all, you're in my prayers.

PS I may have forgotten the cable to my camera, which means I can't send pictures. Sorry...

The Heat

You know that the heat is bad when even the Colombians are complaining about the heat. Some days at about 10 when we leave I feel like I'm getting burned. I have yet to actually get a sunburn, but some people here have told me that I'm already noticeably darker. We are going into the hottest part of the year--they say that between April to June is when it's hottest here, so we'll see how that goes. I'm already dying a little bit from the heat. I laugh when I hear about missionaries who go and change their shirts in the middle of the day. If I did that every time I was sweating a lot, I'd run out of shirts by the end of the day. Yes, it's a little hot.

But this week has been pretty good. We had interviews with President on Tuesday. It went well, he gave me some advice and also encouraged me. It helped me to feel a bit better about my work. He just asked me about how I feel being Senior Companion, and after asked about my companion. It was really short, but it helped me a lot.

Other than that, it's been very interesting. We've been working a lot more with some part-member families. It can be a little frustrating, but it's been going alright. We've been having some trouble finding our investigators, they've been really busy. It makes me worried, because the more time that they spend away from us is time for them to be tempted and to have doubts. But we keep working. And we've found a few new people. But I swear, the only people who have steady jobs in Colombia are the ones who are actually interested in what we have to say. You can talk to just about anyone at just about anytime, but as soon as they start talking to us, they always seem to find a job that keeps us from finding them. But it's alright, that's how missionary work is.

As for happier news, W.'s grandparents got baptized! It was the bright point of the week! I'm very happy for them, even though I wasn't a very big part of their whole conversion process. I'm sad that the missionaries who helped them the most couldn't be there to see it, but I'm sure that's something that I'll experience too. And the most important part is that they got baptized finally. We saw a whole lot of miracles in the process, it was incredible. It's not something that you see everyday.

That's about everything new from this week. We will see how this next week goes, and hope that the investigators can make good progress so that they can make the incredible step of baptism.

Before I go, one quick experience. On Friday I think it was, I was feeling really really down. I didn't want to work, I didn't want to leave the house, I basically didn't want to do anything. I did work, I did leave and do all of these things, but I wasn't feeling it. We did our normal studies and all that, and while my companion was in the bathroom, I decided that I needed to snap out of it. I remembered hearing that President Hinckley was known for being an optimist always. So I took the book of his teachings and found a chapter about being optimistic. I don't even remember what it said. Afterwords I picked up a quote book I have and read a few, and felt the Spirit very strongly. I felt the strong need to kneel down and pray for forgiveness and strength. Which I did. And I kid you not, the change was 180 degrees. I was smiling, I was joking, and I had a great day. The Lord made a promise to the sons of Mosiah in the scriptures that he would comfort them, and I've seen that promise come true again and again. I know that the Savior can help us with whatever problem that we have, he can lift us up.

I love you all, I hope you're having a great week, and that it keeps being great. Please remember that just because we have the gospel, we should be some of the happiest people in the world.