Wednesday, October 1, 2014

What happens in Chile...

Loved ones!

So this has been a verrrrry eventful week haha. In the best and also weirdest of ways. 

First of all, remember Jorge? The investigator who hasn´t ever come to church but is like super spiritual and has tons of faith?? HE FINALLY CAME TO CHURCH!!!!!! Ahhhhhh we were so happy. Still are :D. We showed up at his door Sunday morning and he walked outside almost before we could yell "Halo!" (that´s what you do in chile when people don´t have doorbells). So yeah he came!!! He walked outside looking nicer than ever--wearing a black button down shirt and what looked like new jeans and dress shoes. It was a cool feeling seeing him dress up like that because it showed that he had respect for what we were about to do. And it was cute/funny when we got to church because he was all stressed out about his hat saying things like "is this allowed?" "should I take it off?" "I just don´t wanna do anything inappropriate." Haha :) he is seriously so awesome. 

Everyone was super nice at church and tons of people introduced themselves and made him feel at home. He looked like he was having a great time. :) Which took a lot of stress off of me and Hna. Garcia haha. A recent convert in our ward invited Jorge to sit next to him and he explained the whole process of the meeting to Jorge as it was happening. 

So basically everything went awesomely!! I´m super excited to meet with Jorge tomorrow because he said he´s gonna tell us how he felt about the whole thing. Prayerssss!!!

So a crazily nasty thing happened this week!! Me and Hna. Garcia were just walking along one day, happy to be missionaries, minding our own business, when we see a car parked perpendicularly to us, not too far away down the path with the drivers door wide open and a guy sitting inside. Hna. Garcia squints her eyes and says, "oh haha, I thought that guy wasn´t wearing any pants!" Then I squint my eyes... it actually looked like he wasn´t wearing pants haha..... but we still couldn´t tell. Maybe he was just wearing cacky pants or something. So we get closer and Hna. Garcia says "hola" like we´re in the habit of doing when we see people on the street. Yeah...... he definitely wasn´t wearing pants. No pants. Nowhere to be found. I was blessed to only have seen the guy´s chicken legs. My companion on the otherhand.... poor girl haha. So then we just walked away as fast as we could, me laughing my head off, and Hna. Garcia trying not to be sick. Probably the weirdest thing that has happened on the mission so far.

Anyways! Had exchanges for the first time this week. I went out with an Hermana who is 32 years old! She looks 20 though. It´s crazy. It was a great experience. 

One day last week we were teaching a less active, Cristina. 40 ish years old. She´s super sweet. Has some sort of mental problem. My companion randomly just thought to ask her if she had eaten that day. She said no. We asked if she ate the day before. She said no. We asked her if she had any food to eat in her house. She said no. She then started to cry because she´s been having a lot of pain in her legs and it´s hard for her to walk. That day we had planned to teach her to read and write, but because of what we had just learned, we changed everything. We called a member over to give her a blessing. After the blessing we told Cristina that we would be right back. We went home as fast as we could and gathered up the extra food that we had at home, cooked two tupperware dishes full of noodles, and brought her the food to last her for the next week or so. 

Super humbling experience. I don´t think I´ve ever had the opportunity to serve someone quite in that way before. I´m learning that on a mission, you see a bit of everything, and it makes me realize how easy my life as been in comparison. Learned a lot this week. 

Anyways I hope you guys are all happy and healthy and have lo suficiente and everything! You´re always in my prayers. :) 

Love love love!

Hna. Cannon II
 
Me and the comp with a recent convert. He is so cool! He knows some Farsi! Taught me to say "malecum salam." Not sure how you spell that. 
Vida can't help but adding: love the color coordination!!
 

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