I had
a lot of adventures this week with good ole sister Baird! Unfortunately.... I
don't have a lot of time to write this big letter today. I spent a little extra time hearing from
family and other missionary friends this week and also spent a little bit of time
freaking out that I will be training next transfer...... yep. You got it. Training
at 12 weeks! But I’ll be fine! I hope I get to train an American though...
having two cultures different from philippina in the Philippines would be lots
lots harder. Especially when you have no language in common anyways.... I had a
lot happen this week.
This is the story I
sent to my other missionary friends:
So this week I had
quite the adventure. Wednesday we
went to follow up on an oym from when we were on our way to that really jungle
place I sent a picture of again.
 |
| Me and Sister Baird in the jungle |
We oym'd a guy and his daughter who were
taught by the sister's before. We taught lesson one, and two of them accepted
baptismal dates, and another brother was really sad he couldn't stay to listen.
We went back the next day to give them a full Book of Mormon (lots of people
have a book that is just parts of the Book of Mormon from before it was all
translated) and suddenly this guy is asking us questions to just test our
knowledge and asking for signs for him to be healed and all that jazz..... Those
guys are the worst! Sometimes I want to just say some things to them and
promise them destruction and misery.... ok that's a little melodramatic.... but
yeah. Anyways all of the sudden he tells me and sister Baird that we cannot
know that the Book of Mormon is true because we are only 21, he said it in
taglish so I know I understood! I looked Mr. G right in the eye and said:
Brother, it does not matter that I am only 21. Alam ko po na totoo ang
aklat ni mormon. (I know that the book of mormon is true) then I went off in
tagalog on him.... I bore witness that no matter what he says I know that
the BOM is the true word of God, and with the bible, contains the fullness of
the gospel. I know it and I will not and cannot deny it. No matter what
age, language, or situation anyone can know it is true... I went on to explain
how to receive an answer and again tell him how I know it is true. He tried to
tell me that the BOM is man-made and so are our pamphlets. but the bible was
written by men too and he believes that is true....all in all it was a really
good experience and I really experienced the gift of tongues and my testimony
is just about a million times stronger and stubborn that the Book of Mormon is
the word of God. But then his friend that had been being a jerk to us and
was smoking the entire lesson asked me to be his girlfriend and I got grossed
out. I really don't want to go back there, but his daughter and son really want
to know the truth and have a baptismal goal date so I have too..... Wish me
Luck!
We also taught this
old lady that's just the nicest person ever and always gives us papayaya... Which
we are quite alright with! We decided to drop her though cause we couldn't
communicate and she didn't understand reading definitions from the pamphlets or
scriptures or our object lessons.... so we figured, hey teach her in the spirit
world when we are sure that worldly illness's are not messing with her mind.
and How do you explain God to someone who believe he is the rain and the
wind... but says she is catholic... anyways we planned to drop her, but then
she showed up to church and is friends with all the nanay's there, so we will
just teach with nanay A from now on and see if that helps. That same day we
also taught some other nanay's that could not understand authority from God. or
the word authority at all. We did a lot of object lessons but they didn't get
it. That was all the same day as my first story. That was a rough day. The
next day we did a straight up lesson with K that in order to receive answers
and help from god you have to ask and then act. So we will be dropping her too
if she doesn't read the book of Mormon this week. It's too bad she really wants
it and lives close to the church.
I also got asked why I’m
white by a little girl... and I almost said cause I don't eat my veggies, but
then I remembered that philippinas want to be white and then didn't know if it
would be better to say because I ate them or because I didn't...... Bakit puti
po? So cute.....
puti means white.
Our dance group
outside our apartment also called us putiful (like beautiful but putiful) it
was funny.
Also.... I don't have
time to write this story but we are teaching a very catholic woman.... we were
cross referencing her favorite chapter in the bible 1 corithians 13 to moroni
7.... She decided to read chapter 8 heading instead..... and was not ready for
the doctrine taught there..... do some research and use some logic imagination
for how that lesson went........ yikes.
But all in all it was
a successful but hard week and four investigators went to sacrament meeting!!!
IT WAS AWESOME!!!!
Any who...... I love
you! And I hope all is well back home!
And that you aren't
too depressed the garden was destroyed mostly in the big storm and that Josh
learns how to use knives better... ha-ha. LOVE YOU ALL it was good to hear from
you this week.
Also, I got the
pictures from when Carolyn and all her family were in town (to Boise) it looks
like a lot of fun! It made me want pictures of my funny little brothers too
though! Mom, it got here alright and only cost me about two American dollars.
love ya!
Next week I hopefully
will remember to tell you about our new family mission plans that are just so
awesome!
Also I ate snail this
week. It was gross to suck them out of the shell but it was actually pretty
good and bishop's wife is a really good cook. Apparently snail is a delicacy
here.... I’m glad it wasn't those big ones next to my house....
mahal kita!
Sister hellewell
No comments:
Post a Comment