Well 6 months!!! Dang that´s crazy that
I´ve been out here that long, anyways tomorrow or Wednesday I´m going to
withdraw about 20$ from the bank and then send that package that has a card for
everyone and some of the common foods I have eaten here, There is also a
container filled with cockroaches I´ve found.
I found out that the branch president looks into packages that we are
sending, so I don’t think it is going to work ha ha ha ha. So expect that
package, either by the end of the week or the beginning of the next week,
otherwise I don´t know where it went ha ha ha.
Well this week was super solid, we
doubled our investigator count, which unfortunately made everyone mad because
we are now getting better stats then our district leaders. I´m pretty happy that we are finding all this
work in a place where there is apparently no work left to do ha ha. It has been
fun though we have continued looking for old investigators of previous
missionaries and have been finding a whole bunch of them. The other day we found one from 2014 that
still remembered the missionaries and was super excited for us to begin
teaching him again. A couple of the
investigators that we now have to teach just wanted to argue about about trump
to us. The branch here has started a
rumor that I am the son of Trump and now every once in awhile someone starts
talking to us just because they want to talk to the two white missionaries who
might be related to Trump ha ha ha. We entered into a candy shop the other day
and the owner asked if we were racists.
We replied no and then she began to rant about Trump ruining her life.
We found this an opportunity and talked to her about the plan of salvation and
how everything happens for a reason. She
was into it and now we have a new investigator ha ha ha. It goes to show that
you never know which opportunity can be made into a teaching opportunity.
Also this week we were looking for an
investigator and we got lucky and saw her cutting wood in the back of her
yard. We went back and talked to her and
offered to chop some wood. I decided I
would chop while Elder Marx would teach a lesson. So I started, the only
problem was that it was a really rusty axe and the handle was just a metal tube
and we were trying to cut long knotty branches.
After about 30 minutes of chopping what I thought was sweat was all the
skin on my hand being rubbed off and leaving quite the mess on the axe. I continued to cut wood for another 15
minutes until Marx noticed that my hands weren´t looking too good so he cut a
few more branches while I rested and then we called it good and taught the
investigator a lesson. Luckily she didn´t notice my hand and when we finished
teaching it was the end of the day so we headed back to the house and washed my
hand thoroughly and covered with Neosporin.
It was cool though because the next day at church everyone saw my hand
and now know that we serve until we bleed.
So now we got a lot more respect from the members here and I think they
will let us help them more often! Especially one of the members who likes to
make fun of missionaries when their hands don´t have calluses, it was fun to
see his face when he saw my hands ha ha ha ha.
Well that is what went down here in
Ojinaga this week, the next week we get cambios (transfers) so I´ll likely be
losing Elder Marx and I guess we will see who I get next!
See you next week,
Elder Bunch
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