So this week we preached the restored gospel of Jesus
Christ. In the beginning of the week we had a ton of progress. July committed
to be baptized on Saturday, Lizet and Rubiero decided to get married, and Anna
(mom of two kids) said she wanted to keep coming to church because she wants
her family to have the gospel. On Monday we went to visit July and Mai (her six
year old daughter) was laying on the couch shaking and moaning because she was
sick. We gave her a blessing (blessings are hard because you have to use a
different verb tense and vocab that I still don’t know), and after the blessing
she was walking around perfectly fine. It was a super awesome experience. The power
of the priesthood is real. The next day, she was running around outside too. When
Lizet and Rubiero said they wanted to be married and keep the commandments, we
were like “alright we’ll call our people.” The church basically controls the
government building that handles documents. We called up our boys and they sent
a special request for us to get their papers taken care of. So basically I’m
like a cartel boss but instead of pulling government strings to break the law, I
pull government strings to keep the laws of God. So the start of the week was
super good, but…. Everything fell this weekend. July chose not to get baptized
because her boyfriend said she shouldn’t, Lizet and Rubiero are fighting over
financial problems (big ones) and didn’t come to church because they were
fighting (marriage plans halted), and Anna didn’t go to church either (oh I forgot
to say July didn’t go). Sooo,… no we’re
farther behind than we were a week ago and we had 6 less investigators at
church. I know that this is where I need to be, and that I’m doing the Lord’s
work, so I’m not getting discouraged or anything. I think I’m going to trade my
companion for a new one next week though and see if that helps (next week I get
a new Latino). Last P-day we raced go
karts in our district (the zone leaders are in my district) and it was super
funny because my companions tie got stuck in the chain and it was pulling him
into the motor and destroyed his tie. Super funny. Also we ate super bomb
pizza. This p-day all we did was clean though (woohoo). We no longer have
maggots on the floor though so that’s good (it was really dirty). Shout out to
anyone who is still reading my letters (not Lacey), I’ll try and have something
crazy happen next week to keep things interesting.
Love Elder Downing
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