I was thinking about it the other night, about
how no body was progressing, no body was moving along, and I was pretty
angry at God. We try harder to be obedient every day, try harder to get
the members involved and do everything we can for our investigators and
what was the point? As I was fuming all of a sudden I realized I wasn't
angry because nobody was progressing I was angry because my pride couldn't take another week of 0's on our progress report to president. I wasn't angry because these people were accepting Jesus Christ, I was
angry because they weren't accepting me. I was angry because all my work
has been for me, to make me feel like Im a better missionary than the
rest, not for God nor for these investigators. Sometimes it takes a
month of 0's to learn a lesson. God has given me so much on this
mission, I've had a lot of success, I've learned a lot, I haven't had a bad
companion yet (And I hit 8 months in Mexico this week, holy crap!) and
still all I can do is whine when my pride wants more than God is willing
to give me.
D&C 4:5 And faith, hope, charity and love, with an eye single t o the glory of God, qualify him for the work.
Eye
single to the glory of God, not to a number on a progress
report that I'll just forget by next Monday anyway. Haha so even if our
investigators aren't progressing, I am.
Other
fun facts of the week. Something that is rare here in Mexico is dessert -
they don't eat a lot of sugar here. So one day for lunch we go to a
members house and along with a huge meal of roast chicken and other
delicious foods we see 2 big cakes on the table, I was pretty psyched...
As we were finishing up the chicken all of the sudden the member comes
in with a cheese cake - yeah that's right, there are three cakes in the
room at this point... No invente... As we started in on one of the cakes
the member comes in one last time with a giant jello fruit thing. Three
cakes and a giant jello-fruit thing. Needless to say it was the fullest
I have been since coming to Mexico, the members and the food in this
area are unreal. Im going to be GORDOTE by the end of this transfer, i
hope.
Also we (me, Elder A, the other
two elders in our ward, and the bishop) sang in sacrament meeting this
week. We sang a hymn in Spanish called "Oh Santo Dios" (Oh Holy God)
that is pretty sweet. After we sung it I look over at a kid in the ward
who is having a lot of problems with the church right now and hes
bawling. Mission accomplished.
So yeah just another week in ol´ Durango.
Oh yeah also last Monday was Mexican independence day.
Pic #1 ¡Puro Durango!
Pic #2 Dia de Independencia
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