Monday, January 11, 2016

So... I dont know what to write about

So I dont understand the point of the mission being an emotional roller coaster.  The very minute you think you get locked in everything starts to fall apart.  I did a lot of praying and pondering on what I really needed to learn and I finally got an answer.

I am really good at starting off strong, really strong.  My problem is the finishing off strong.  

(Yes mom I remember how you always used to say that, remembering you tell me that was how I got my answer.)

So we have some pretty good investigators, that have been awesome uptil about this point they have all had problems and are now questioning the gospel, Book of Mormon JS etc...

I was really bummed out when our best investigator who was lacking a lot of money for some medicine for his wife.  Well a friend who is a pastor passed by and talked really bad about the church and then ended up going and giving a bunch of money to our investigator.  He is paid for his sermons and so he has a bunch of money to blow here..  

We had a pretty good lesson and ended finaly with a scripture.. Dont remember exactly where it is but... The spirit of contention is not from God but the Devil.  And how we wont talk bad about other religions becuase we are instructed not to.  And we left our investigator on his heels.  

I have decided that every investigator passes through a very difficult time of trial or something that keeps them from being baptized and that us as missionaries need not get worried just plow through those problems.  Or in other words... Finish strong.  

The food here is so good. Next to italian food, just about everything that we eat here is amazing and some of the best I have ever tasted.  

We eat tortillas with everything.. Everyone eats tortillas with everything.  And if you dont have the tortillas it fills like the food is lacking something.  At times I think of when Im gonna go home and theres not gonna be tortillas and I have like a mini panic attack haha.  

We dont really go anywhere or do anything neet here in Alamo on account of the amount of money we spend traveling to the stake center.  

Oh I forgot about the food again.. So before the mission I hated spicey foods...just couldnt do it.  Now I have made up my own saying, And believe it or not I really made it up and it ryhmes "Si no es picoso, no es sabroso" which in english means "if it isnt spicy it isnt tasty"  We eat some gnarly hot peppers and stuff, you go from freezing cold to sweating to death, and you know what, it doent tast good without them.  

They do make a lot of spaghetti here in Mexico but it is always covered in a strange sause of some sort and I just eat it to be polite.  I think I have told you guys about feet.  They eat pigs feet, cow feet, chicken feet etc... Yeah try not to puke... Its really tough for me when we eat those types of things thankfully we havent eaten tongue yet.  Watch as we go to lunch today the first thing theyre gonna wheel out.  

Anyway Im running out of things to type.  

I love you all and am so grateful for all your emails. 

Till next week.
Just out here in the cold. smiling
 No I dont know how safe we are from Jaguars but we have to go teach somebody!
Yeah people do this in mexico... they dont really even care.  That cement is dried that way and they are just leaving it a week later.
 So I lost my wallet on week 3 of my mission... and we went to Xalapa to have a conference with the president and LOOK AT WHAT I AM HOLDING IN MY HAND!!! I lost it in a different area, in a different state and 3 months later I am holding it in my hand.  Thank you good samerixican.
Elder Aguilar Has a hilarious accent and he is a homie he i sfrom Baja.
This building is full of dried marijuana which is illegal here in Mexico.  Just throwing it out there. 
 Tampico is that way in case you guys were wondering.
 Just trapsing through the forest.

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