It was good to talk to you guys breifely
yesterday, it made me excited to talk tomorrow. The two Elders going
home was a fiasco. One of them was one of the most painfully unlikeable
stuck up rich kids from Texas I have ever met. He only had like 3 months
on the mission but a month ago His mom got cancer while he was on the
mission, but told him it was completely treatable and that she was not
going to die and her only wish was that he stayed on the mission. I was
the one who told him the news and watched him not even blink or show any
reaction, I was like are you okay... It looked like he couldnt have
cared less. Long story short for 3 weeks has been asking to go home,
saying it has nothing to do with his mom, he just has no tesimony. I
talked to his companion yesterday and he said he did nothing less than
argue DURING lessons contrary to church doctrine. We fed him lunch
before he went home and he was insuportable, basically gave us the
middle finger and told us how he couldnt wait to get out of this hell
hole so he could play tennis, good riddance. Feel bad for his family
though, its going to kill them.
The other is one was the complete opposite, one of
my good friends on the mission. For months he´s been thinking about
going home, but fought against it because he knows it is the right thing
to do to stay. i called him the night before and he just cried and
cried, Didnt say a word on the way to the airport, completely sullen.
His problem was testimony too though, he told me he saw so many people
in the big world and they looked happy, and he wondered if he couldnt be
happier breaking the commandments too. I couldnt believe it, I wanted
to say YOU IDIOT WHAT PEOPLE ARE YOU TALKING TO!! But I didnt, I tried
asking him some questions and helping him remember the things he already
knows, but to no avail. He promised me he would talk to his bishop
first thing he gets home, and try to renew his temple recomend though,
Ill be rooting for him. He had almost a year and 3 months. Super sad day
for me.
I got in the gym a little today. We had to go fill
up the font for a baptism tonight and we brought a basketball (Here
there is a sweet indoor court, the only one ive ever seen in Brasil) i
just couldnt ever find anyone to play with me. But while we were waiting
me and my comp played a bit. YIKES. i am terrible, I had completely
forgotten how hard it is to learn how to stroke and dribble again. I got
so frustrated becaues i remembered those things coming so naturally to
me before, and there i was trying to methodically THINK okay where do I
release the ball.... It was painful.
Mostly my last three months are just going to be
really memorable. I had such a fun time in Santa Cruz do Sul yesterday. We drove home
with Presidnet and Sister Pavan and planned our Passo Fundo trip this
Monday. We talked about a lot of fun stuff, about you, and motorcylce
riding, and basketball, and politics. And then Sister asked me if I had
bought presents already for my family, when i said not yet she told me
we would make a trip out to a city called Soledade, that is about 30
minutes from Passo Fundo. Its a city renowned for priceless gems from
the serra mountains. I´m stoked, Im going to be a couple cuias (the
chimarrão cup) some bombachas (the big gaúcho pants) and a couple gems,
one for a ring for mom and another for my future wife!!
Mostly Im just stoked and happy. Im working very
hard and my mission is just passing before my eyes. Yesterday I woke up
in a panic thinking that soon I will have to face reality, i had always
though of it as a dream and a vision but never really thinking about.
Frankly the though scared crap out of me. I have NO idea how to be a
normal person. All I know is how to be a representative of Christ, and
JUST now im starting to learn how to do it effectivly. Its crazy...
Soak up the good times, save
some good stuff to do when i get home. The gospel is true, keep
studying the scriptures, even though Wyatt pretends he doesnt notice he
does. I did. Talk to you tomorrow.
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