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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