Ok so I have QUITE the story to tell. Hold on to your seats.
So this week we were preparing Fabian for his baptism on Saturday! It was going great! We had found him and taught him various times and it was looking good. We spent a lot of time planning it, confirming with members to do a couple assignments, to bring food, to invite investigators and friends and other missionaries and it was great.
We spent a majority of Friday and most of Saturday cleaning the church. Thoroughly. My comp wanted it spotless. (Almost to the point of being crazy). Actually a little crazy. But I went with it. And we worked so hard to get everything ready.
Saturday afternoon we call Fabian and he says he's ready. We went to do a couple things. We went to his house and he WASN'T THERE. I repeat. He wasn't there. It was a nightmare. We called him a ton! And nothing. Honestly we were sweating bullets. And then people and investigators started showing up. We went to go look for Fabian in his house because he lives close, praying that we'd find him. And we went and found him!!! It was a real blessing honestly!!
We were like "Ok Fabian are you ready? Let's go!" And he's like "No. I'm not going to get baptized." And honestly I could just feel the heat of Elder Salinas's anger. He was more than livid. My heart dropped. We didn't know what to do. He explained that his uncle had died and he had to go look for him or something like that. We explained that he could get baptized real quick and then go but that all the members were waiting for him. And then he's like. "Ok. Maybe I'll go." And then he goes to talk to his sister or something like that behind his house and he didn't come back. But the thing is, he lives in a small property with no fence. The only way in or out is to hop the fence. And he has a walking problem so he walks really slow. After like 2 minutes of being confused, Elder Salinas and I hop the fence to get in and look for him and I KID YOU NOT he wasn't there. In any part. We don't even know how he did it. It is probably the biggest mystery of my life. I think Satan used black magic or something because he wasn't to be found. After looking for like 5 minutes of looking and we were already late to our own baptism so we decided to go back and tell the gente what happened.
And to finish the story, on the way back Elder Salinas LITERALLY blamed it on me. That it was all my fault that this happened. Dead serious. I couldn't even believe it. But i ain't mad. I knew that it wasn't me. And if it was, it would be both our faults. So I'm chillin. Ready for changes. But two weeks more...
After telling the people at the baptism to go home, we ourselves returned to the pension and I bought us empanadas because we were so sad. Sometimes you just have to treat yo self.
This week I hit 16 months. Sweet 16. It was also Elder Spencer's birthday so we had a birthday bash last night. I gave him a boca jersey. I discovered we are basically the same person but he might be better. And we will probably be good friends. He played soccer, was homecoming king, was on ASB in high school. And we have a pretty similar personality. He likes alternative and rap. We relate a lot. I also made the comparison that we were Mormon but he didn't think it was that cool because everyone he knows is Mormon. But for me it's kinda cool.
Today I got to see Kaden and a lot of other friends because we had to conference. It was a good time.
Ooohhhh this week I finished The Book of Mormon. It was a thoroughly good time and we had a testimony meeting and pizza party as a zone and I realized I've grown quite a bit in these last 4 months that we've been reading it. I'm gonna start it again. Or maybe I'll study it by theme. I'm not sure yet.
But as for the work, it's kinda going along. We are working but nobody wants anything. I'm making good friends. Elder Spencer, and now this week I got to know Hermana Sarmiento better. We played volleyball.
Elder Salinas told me he used to cut hair professionally in Paraguay and studied a lot for it, and this week he bought a machine to cut hair and I let him cut my hair and it was awful and not even joking, lots of people have told me it's terrible. I can't trust anything about Elder Salinas.
But it's a good time. Love the mission. And The Book of Mormon. And following the example of Jesus Christ.
Colin ross
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