What Up World!
How are you? Good, I'm great. I'll just get right to the good stuff. I had some pretty interesting lessons this week. Tuesday, we had our first actual lesson with Julio Cesar, our gangster friend. He works in an auto repair shop, and usually he is alwaaaays there, but this week he promised us to be at his house for a bit so we could teach him. We went over there, and he was there! He was way drunk, but he was home! Haha. Usually you picture drunk people as slow, slurring there words, and all that jazz, but no no no, not Julio Cesar. He was bouncing off the walls. When we showed up, he was listening to Metallica and just screaming his face off. When we knocked on the door, he let us in and just started screaming at us like "HEY GUYS WELCOME TO MY HOME COME IN DO YOU WANT FOOD WATER BEER JUST KIDDING I KNOW YOU DONT WANT BEER COME IN COME IN". After we got in, he kept pestering us for water but I wasnt thirsty, so I declined. I've never been peer pressured in my life, but this gangsta really wanted me to drink some water. Hes like "ARE YOU THIRSTY?!?!" and I said "no thanks, I'm good". He replied, "WELL GET THIRSTY. IT'S PURIFIED AND IT'S GOOD FOR YOU" and then did one of those fake gestures like he was going to hit me and then just started laughing like a lunatic hahaha. I was like "interestingly enough, I just became the thirstiest man in Honduras. Give me all you have", and I drank his water, which made him quite happy. After that, we sat down, taught a little bit, and gave him a Book of Mormon. He was like "THANKS MY FRIENDS. I LOVE JESUS. JUST LOOK AT MY FRONT DOOR" and he points over, and sure enough there is a giant red heart on his front door that says "JESUS" in the middle. He seriously craaaacks me up. We will see if he progresses! On Wednesday, we had quite the lesson. We are teaching the aunt of Mabel (the first baptism I had here). Her name is Margot. She is one sassy lady and I love it. Almost sassy-er than Michelle Nilsen, if you can believe that... Anyways, we have been teaching her a lot about the Book of Mormon and trying to help her gain a testimony of it. She had a ton of doubts with the first reading assignments we gave her because it was different than the bible. That is a huge problem here. We give people the Book of Mormon and they are like "wait....this isnt the bible...is this your bible? Do you hate the bible? Do you hate Jesus?" Its annoying haha. With Margot, we have been reading with her and asking her to pray, and wednesday we asked how she was feeling. She said "look..." pause....pause...dramatic pause...."this book is true." NAILED IT. It was seriously so cool. I just wanted to hug her, but I contained myself haha. She wants to be baptized, but we have to marry her and her "boyfriend" of 8 years who lives with her and is the father of her 3 children. He says he needs more time before he makes the decision to be married. I'm supportive and all that, but in my head I'm like "yeah, maybe another decade and another couple of babies will help you decide if you reallyyyy love her and want to stick around" haha. Its crazy. But yeah, twas quite the awesome lesson. We are hoping to baptize her next month! On Thursday, we had a lesson with the crazy lady who talks a ton and shows off yoga moves. We challenged her to baptism for next month and she was like "baptism sounds good and I believe everything you're telling me to be true.. But I need 3 years to prepare before I will be baptized"....What. That's oddly specific and extremely unnecessary haha. We explained the importance of baptism, and asked her to pray about the date we gave her. She was like "oh don't worry, I'll pray. I pray all the time. In fact, would you believe me if I told you I had a vision of you two last time I prayed?" Naturally, I was intrigued haha. She went on to say "I had a vision of your morning this morning. You both woke up at 6:30, said your prayers, did your studies, and went out to go preach the good word. Am I right?" I just said "Basically!" because I didn't want to rain on her parade. What had actuuaaallly happened that morning was I woke up at like 4:45 and was in the war of my life with some food I ate the day before, and my comp didn't wake up till like 8. And we don't go out in the morning on Thursday's because we have weekly planning. So yeah, her vision antenna was a little off haha. We finished the lesson and asked her to say the closing prayer. She agreed, but only if we let her pray in her own way. I was like uh oh, we are all going to get in to yoga positions and transcend in to another dimension. She asked us to stand up, we formed a triangle, she told us to all hold hands, and she started praying really weirdly. I was just smiling so big. It was so weird. I was like "I am so happy I'm in the mission. Where else could I get these RIDICULOUS experiences? I'm in the middle of some ladies living room, in Honduras, holding hands, listening to this lady basically scream a prayer." It was so random haha. We will see what happens with her! Friday was kind of a dud. A ton of lessons fell through and we couldn't get a lot done. Something pretty crazy happened though. We went to contact a reference a member gave us and the lady's actions surprised me. We showed up to her house, said hello and explained who we were, and she was just SO rude to us. We explained that her friend sent us and she goes "I'm not going to let you in. Nothing will change my opinion of you guys." Awkward...We were just like ummm alright? We asked her if there was anything we could do for her, like service, and she just said "no, I'll do it all myself." Ok sassy! I have been in Honduras for 4 months now, and that is the first time someone I have contacted was rude to me and didn't at least humor us by listening to what we had to say before they told us they were happy in their own church. I don't know if that fact says more about how nice the people of Honduras are, or about how horrible that woman was haha. It made me laugh. Oh well, her choice. On a lighter note, Ramos fell SO hard when we were walking today. I was walking on the sidewalk and he was walking next to me in the street, and for whatever reason there was a big puddle of cooking oil mixed with water. He walked in to it, started slipping like a cartoon does on an oil slick, and just falls SO hard. I had to do the concerned/good person thing and make sure he was alright, and then we both just lost it haha. It was so cartoon-ish. Good times. Saturday, something way cool happened. I have to give a little background info. We always plan for the next day right when we get home, so this story starts Friday night when we were planning for Saturday. We were going through each hour, filling it like normal, but could not think of anyone to visit at 7. That happens sometimes, but usually after like 30 seconds of thinking, we come up with something. But for whatever reason we could not think of ANYONE. We were sitting there for like 5 minutes trying to fill it until finally we just decided to take a break and come back to it later. Right then, we get a phone call from our zone leaders. They called to give us a reference from some other missionaries in a zone way far from us. We got the person's address and were about to say bye, and then they told us, "oh yeah, the elders over there set an appointment. Go over there tomorrow at 7, they'll be waiting." Whaaaat? There was our answer for why we were just dumb founded for 5 minutes haha. We visited the family and they were SUPER cool. Like ridiculously nice and accepting and everything. It was awesome. Maybe this story isn't that cool, but if you knew how weird it was for us to not be able to schedule an appointment, and then receive a call like that, it'd seem cooler haha. Twas a good day. Sunday was kind of a dud. Margot didn't show up to church even though she promised us, so that was kind of a bummer, but what can ya do. The weather was nice, so that was cool haha. Anyways, all is well here down under. Stay classy world!
Elder Shuga
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