So this last week has been crazy for
all sorts of reasons.
First of all, last p-day after returning from the temple we found out that Elder Moffat was transferred to a Latino district because his Spanish is better but he didn’t know that had happened. Subsequently our trio was broken up as Elder Sorensen left to become Elder Running’s companion, leaving me and Elder Diotaiuti as companions. It has definitely been nice to only have 1 companion it is a lot easier to plan and teach and just work when you only have to cooperate with 1 other person.
Next, we got a huge group of new
missionaries as we got a new Latino group and new North Americans. These Latinos
are a lot better than the last group.
They are a lot more fun and more like the first group. Although, the
second group was definitely the best soccer playing group. There are a bunch of
Latinos from Peru and Colombia in this group.
There is also like 20 something Latinos going with me to Paraguay on Tuesday.
The new North Americans are cool but you can tell they are nervous about the mission. But that’s expected, it’s a strange thing.
We had a testimony meeting for fast
Sunday and for the first time in a very long time I got up and bore mine. Basically I just talked about atonement and my
story and God has a plan and that I don’t really believe in coincidences
anymore and I told them that there are days that are going to suck in the CCM
and in the mission but that the mission is the right thing to do and the right
place to be.
On Saturday we did proselyting again
(eventually I’ll spell that word right). Ha ha. Anyway,
we went back to the same area and so we went and taught I guy for the second
time. We gave him our first Book of Mormon. It was awesome.
One crazy story from Saturday
though. So, we were street contacting
when we approached a guy and he offered us his beer. Very funny.
Anyway, then his friend comes over and tries to trade the shirt he is
wearing for my tie. The shirt he is
wearing is a blue cutoff Boca jersey that is full of holes. Obviously, I say no. He then tried trading it for my white shirt,
again no. We keep talking and he tells
us he is evangelical and doesn’t want to talk religion because of our other
bible and other doctrine. But, we can go
to his house if we want. We say sure and
so we go into his house. He shows us
pictures of his family and his bible and gives us coke to drink. Then he says he just wants to be nice, hoping
that if he was in the U.S. someone would do the same for him. Anyway, we teach him about the Book of Mormon. But, he is still not interested.
Eventually he gets back to trying to
trade his shirt. We say no, but he says
he has another one. So we ask to see it.
He takes us to another house like the
first one and pulls out a nice white Boca jersey. He tries to sell it for 300 pesos. We say no, but for 100 I would buy it. He says no, 100 for the blue one, which I say
no. Anyway, then he takes the blue one
off puts the white on. Then he hands me
the blue one and says give me 100 pesos.
We say no and are laughing and joking.
The next thing I know, he pulls the shirt over my head and pulls my arms
through the sleeves. Then takes his hat
and puts it on my head. Weird, right? Remember, this is the shirt and hat that were
just on him. He tells me it looks good
one me and that I need to buy it because he needs the money to buy milk and
bread for his son. Liar.
Anyway, we finally get back to the
street with some help from his wife. But
once there we decide to give him a Book of Mormon. I also gave him 20 pesos for his kid. 20 pesos is like 4 bucks American. Oh well. Anyway, he says he might read it. Then takes his hat and gives it to me as a
"gift from his heart". Ha ha. It was insane. Anyway, that was proselyting.
We are all excited to get out of the
CCM and into our mission fields. I leave Tuesday, so the next post you will get
will be from Paraguay. I don’t know when that will be yet. But p-day is Monday in the field, so it will
be on a Monday. So, please write me
there and not here from now on.
The mailing address is posted below
and should be on Facebook and Twitter, so you can find it. Lastly, I just wanna say, don’t you forget
about me. And if I could, I would do a
huge "Pitch Perfect" musical number.
But I can’t, so just write me. Ha ha.
Love
Elder Frost
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