We had a great week this week! We had some crazy stuff go on and of course we where tried with tons of trials but we also got blessed with a bunch of hidden blessings. Also we have felt some more little earthquakes, they are not big enough to be earthquakes but it is always a little bit weird to feel the earth move. I also threw up this week. We found a bunch of people to come to church with us and the ward is so great! So many things are happing!
Okay random cool thing is that last night there was the lunar eclipse, I have no idea if that is spelled like that but yep, the moon turned red and it was pretty weird to see the moon like that. I have just come to realize that life in Chile is well, life in Chile ha-ha. But my companion and I are doing great! We have been so blessed to become really good friends, these past few weeks have flown by and I get a sick feeling in my stomach every time I look at the calendar on our wall! What is happening to the time, as if it was a dream my mission has come and flew by and I feel like I’m just trying to hold on to the time I have left. I often find myself praying that time will slow down, I sure hope that time does slow done, I feel great to be working so hard with my companion, its amazing to see two strangers come together under one cause and become the greatest of friends, how great this gospel is!
Another funny thing that happened was to find out that my companion is an Eagle Scout, we talked about how my whole life I will have regrets on not getting my eagle, he told me that every time that he enters the "nest" he will think of me! Hahaha what a joke! I cant believe that I’m a scout drop out, that really has become a regret in my life. What does this have to do with my life in the mission? It made me realize that I will and am living this life as a missionary without any regrets, and I’m so determined to finish all my goals that I have had and have! What a blessing it is to live the life of a missionary, all I do is focus myself on other people! And when I lose myself in the missionary work I seem to always find myself! wow que genial!
Yes its true, this week I threw up, I don’t now if it was because I have been eating straight oatmeal for a couple of days or if I ate something really bad in lunch but what happened was that I went and threw up in my bathroom, hahhahaha. It was not as bad as many people may think, I felt bad but the Lord gave me the chance to calmly make it to the bathroom and take off my tie hahaha. But after that I called the nurse, she told me to drink bunches of water, I did and got a blessing which was so awesome, then we went back out to work! I love and I take pride in the fact that I have worked everyday in my mission, no matter what has happened I have dedicated my time and attention though the Lord!
We have some great investigators who are progressing a bunch! We are finding that "special someone" to baptize this month and obviously help. I have found that many want to change their lives but few will actually try to do it! Its amazing to think about how many people are all talk, but few are action. I am so blessed to have a mother and father who work hard to make things happen, I love leaving my comfort zone to make things happen!
Another great thing from my companion is that we both love mate, is so great to both drink tons of mate, after the mission we will all get together to drink some! But this week a huge miracle passed, we were returning to our house hungry and did not have anything in the house but oatmeal hahahahaha. So as we walked passed a small store we bought some bread, the lady asked if we wanted anything else and we kindly told her we did not have money until a couple days later and we started to leave and she told us to wait and came out with two empanadas. It was a straight up miracle, we left and with tear filled eyes thanked the Lord for this great woman who literally disappeared, there are great people her in Chile,
This gospel is the greatest thing that has happened in my life, thank you all for your prayers!
We made some soup last night; it was made out of a chicken broth cub we found behind our pantry with salt, hard bread and lots of love! Gotta love that mission life!
P.S. it was really good!