Hello world. Well I'd like to start off by telling you all what I saw this week. There are many
street performers that perform in front of cars in the middle of the week. But I saw one
that beat the rest by a mile. I'd like to describe it in how I think the conversations might
have gone down in between these 2 guys.
guy 1- alright, I've got an idea on how we can make a quick buck!
guy2- I'm all ears!
1- So the light turns red and we go out into the middle of the street.
1- You take your shirt off...
1- ...And lay on broken glass!
2- I'm liking it so far!
1- And then I stand on your back and juggle golden spheres! What do you think?
2- ....The only thing that I can't figure out is why we're not out there doing this right now!!!
Who knows... it might have been a little different, but who cares... onto the week.
So last week we had changes. Our area before had a pizza hut that was about a mile or 2
down from us. We have now been moved to the same pizza hut, but a mile or 2 up. And I'm
still with elder Santos which is fine! But we don't see it as a change. More of an extension
of our last area.
Tuesday we left with a member in his car and we were in front of our new house in about 7
minutes. We knock on the door and the owner comes out and is a member which is always
good! But then he asked us if we had the keys to the house, which we didn't. We soon figured
out that the missionaries before had taken the keys to the house, and the mission cell phone
for that area, and had not left us our food list. We were completely lost, even though we had
just come from our area 7 minutes away. We got into the house with a spare key, and it was
just destroyed.Like i know (and my mom can testify) that I'm not the cleanest person. but I
never thought I'd see the day a place worse than my room back home. I had an inward struggle
of whether I should applaud or get on my knees and cry. That was pretty much our first day in
Wednesday. Not a lot happened except for looking for people to teach (because the anterior Elder
had dropped all the investigators the week before). But we did find out that we had a baptism on
Saturday. So we looked for the mission leader but he was not home. Then we went for the bishop
and he was working and can't tell us about them. So it was just another day in the dark lonesome
world of Hidalgo.
Thursday we did nothing but walk the streets and contact people. Easy day of just trying to find
people and learning our new area.
Friday. Well we knew we had a baptism the next day, but we couldn't figure out how to empty and
fill the font. It's a little different here than just flipping a switch. So we start opening up those trap
door looking hatches to see what leads where and what would blow up the church. Then we start
tinkering with the valves. Nothing worked. So we went to the custodians closet and tied some
hand towels together and the last one to a bucket and manually hauled water out of the water
hatches. We had no idea what we were doing... but we had nothing else to do so why not, right?
About two hours of that and you want to kill some one. So we stopped and went to the only lesson
we had this week and it was with the lady and her son who would be baptized! They are awesome!!
Honoraria and Ruben are their names.
Saturday we got the mission leader off his tail and got the fontt cleaned and filled! At 7pm that night,
we baptized Honorata and her Ruben! It was cool seeing them ready for their baptism!
Well, the work goes on here in Mexico! I'm sweatin' buckets and walking more than the people
on the Biggest Loser in their first week! But it's all worth seeing that person who is truly converted
get baptized! And As Aways!