What a week! I get to
the internet cafe every week amazed that the week has gone by so fast and
searching for something extraordinary to share with the family and friends I
have. Something that can be hard for a missionary to transmit can be the sheer incredibility
of the missionary work. We honestly can´t describe what it’s like unless you
have been in the ward as our companion. For example, this week we needed to get
the baptismal permission slips for Kevin and Yaquelin so that we could go
forward with plans for the baptism. The dad works in the neighborhood where we
live, so we planned to go by there first. We passed by and thankfully he was
there, we asked if his wife and kids would be coming down from their house to
sign the slips and be interviewed for their baptisms and he said...uhhh can we
move this to another day (this was Thursday) they are in Independencia
(half hour drive) and I have to go get them probably tonight then if they need
this interview. So we moved the interview and the permission slips to the day
before their baptism, and then when they didn’t call us to set up the interview
time in the morning we decided that this required a little more effort on our
part. We practically ran up the hill (300 stairs and then a rocky ascent) to
get to their house quickly and not lose the zone leaders’ time for the interviews.
We got there, sweating hard but ready to help them come down with their kids
for the interview. What we found was an angry she dog ready to bite my shoe
(she’s the size of chika no worries) for coming too close to her last puppy. We
also found the family, but they weren’t ready to come down, and told us they
could come down after lunch to the bishop’s house for the interview. ...uhhh
yeah okay we can figure out a way to make that work we said and then started
the long trek down. We did all of that in the space of about an hour and a
half.
Angie and her Missionaries |
Angie, her grandparents and her Uncle Eric |
So that was our first
exciting experience of the week, the other was the day of the baptisms. Saturday we
got up and went to the church after studies and breakfast and started to clean
the font and the room where the font is. The morning went by super-fast and we
ended up cleaning until lunch at 1, with the baptism at 3, my baptismal pants
being mended by a member in the hills to be recollected at 2 and a lesson to teach
to the recent convert that was fixing us lunch somewhere in there. Needless to
say it was a tight schedule, but we made it to the chapel at 3:05 and
by some strange happening the family had come early. This is the family of Angie,
who´s pictures are attached. They wanted the baptism early in the day to
keep it private because Angie’s mom is pretty sick (with the hat) and can´t see
a lot of people. In attendance were the bishop, the primary president, Angie
her grandparents and her uncle, Erik.
From there, we
returned home to hang up the baptismal clothes and set the fan on high so that
they would be dry at 8 for the other baptism. We left the house after leaving
everything ready and left for the other area (Retablo) so that I could
interview their baptismal candidate 1hour antes de su bautismo.. Leaving our
area, a lady stopped us in the street saying she was a member from another
stake and wanted us to come to her sons house to give him a blessing (her son’s
not a member). We called ahead to Retablo saying we would be coming in a touch
late, but not to worry and then went to his house. His name is Jose and he has
a tumorous growth in his nether regions...suffice it to say that the Peruvian
people are really really direct, and I don´t plan on picking that up :) We
talked about the priesthood and then gave him the blessing, we will be going
back on Wednesday after the surgery.
After that we left our
area and got to the other area, gave the interview and left again because we
had a dinner appointment that had already started to pass (appointment at 7 and
then it was already 7:05) We get to the appointment in our area and start to
eat when we get a call from the zone leaders saying that the MJs (single adults)
We go at that kind of
pace for a couple of days and it exhausts us, then we have really slow days,
when it seems like all of the appointments we thought we had fall through. All
in all it’s an average or accelerated pace, but it’s a total rollercoaster. I
love it. It teaches me that this life is up and down all the time and that if
we are true disciples of Christ, we can take the super up and downs to make the
ride a little smoother for others. Really that’s what I’m coming to learn is
the mission work here in Lima Norte. We work super hard and take the good the
bad and the ugly in hopes that we calm the waves for the people we find in
storm tossed seas. One of my favorite hymns has always been Master the tempest
is raging, more for the musical quality than for the lyric, but as I think
about this week, I think we can all depend a little more on Him in this crazy
crazy life, and in so doing he takes our troubles and tells us to give them up.
The chorus in Spanish:
Las olas y vientos oirán to
voz:
“¡Cálmense!”
Sean los mares que rujan más, o diablos que bramen con fuerte clamor, las aguas al barco no dañarán del Rey de los cielos y de la mar.
Mas todos ellos se domarán.
“¡Cálmense! ¡Cálmense!”
Mas todos ellos se domarán.
“¡Paz, cálmense!”
“¡Cálmense!”
Sean los mares que rujan más, o diablos que bramen con fuerte clamor, las aguas al barco no dañarán del Rey de los cielos y de la mar.
Mas todos ellos se domarán.
“¡Cálmense! ¡Cálmense!”
Mas todos ellos se domarán.
“¡Paz, cálmense!”
Whatever this life
throws at you this week, remember this: He is the Master, and this ship will
not sink mientras el lo guia. Espero lo mejor por cada uno de ustedes y deseo
que dejen sus cargas a Sus pies. (I hope
the best for each one of you and wish you lay your burdens at His feet.)
Love,
Elder Nelson
PS. Happy birthday to
Kolby and Darci, there are letters on the way but probably won´t get there this
week you two are the greatest, stay strong and never look back