I learned so much in Santiago though. I learned 
really how to work to get what you need in the mission. In Gomez, the 
people were pretty open to listening about Christ and taking steps of faith, in Santiago it was either put everything on the table or you weren't gonna get a single lesson. In Gomez it was all about what lesson 
were we supposed to teach next to get these people baptized, in Santiago
 we had to really put in an effort for each investigator personally and 
think about what these people needed to get them even a little 
interested. I learned so much about people and that for the most part 
people really are just doing the best they can. We had one investigator 
named O who has had a lot of problems with the word of wisdom in 
his life and has been reading from the Bible a lot to try to figure out 
what God wants from him. We taught him about the gospel and he couldn't 
get enough, he had so many good questions and is reading the Book of Mormon and all I could think about after we taught him was Doctrine and Covenants 123:12. 
The minute this guy found the truth he started taking it in like crazy. 
Another really good lesson was with Hmo A and his family. They all
 have baptismal dates and he has started the process to quit smoking. 
They all showed up to church this Sunday
 and are reading the Book of Mormon together as a family. The chapel was
 full of investigators and less actives that haven't been to church in a 
long time. The Lord decided to reward our hard work for my last Sunday 
in Santiago.  
Another cool story this week was we were heading to 
Durango in a bus today and I was seated next to an old Mexican 
gentleman. He asked if I was a preacher, I explained I was a missionary,
 and we ended up talking for an hour and a half about our lives and 
religion. I chitchatted for an hour and a  half in Spanish. I 
was blown away. I ended up sharing L1 (The Restoration) with him and 
gave him a pamphlet. As I walked off the bus I realized how much the 
Lord has given me to be able to fulfill my purpose, and I'm so grateful 
for that. 
The biggest lesson I learned in this past transfer 
though was how to love my mission. After lessons with people that "are 
only kept from the truth because they know not where to find it" - you 
love your mission. When you see people opening up, and deciding to 
finally make steps towards God - you love your mission. When you find 
people that are just doing the best they can with what they have been 
given and you can help them along - you love your mission. When you 
speak in Spanish for an hour and a half like its no big deal - you love 
your mission. When you learn how to really teach the gospel in a way 
that is personal and is the only way to bring them to Christ - you love 
your mission. When you put everything, EVERYTHING you can the Lord makes
 up the rest - and you love your mission.
I'm so glad I had the past transfer in an area that 
was, for the most part, closed off to the restored gospel. It helped me 
to dig in and find out how to be a better instrument every day in my 
Savior's hands.   
 
 
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