this week:
i climbed a latter into a home to teach a fhe.
i learned to wash clothes by hand on a board in a bucket,
last monday we went to teh beach called Huanchacca. it is beautiful! google it! also y ou can see some sweet pix of the acivities we did on the blog. i got a good close up or two.
this weekend was kind of crazy. we had the baptism of jose luis. he is 13, his dad is abusive and adicted to alcohol, his mom isnt much of a mom at all,. and he really needs the gospal. we have been teaching him since i got here, adn it was amazing to see him finaly baptised! he is extremely timid and shy, and it is hard to teach him cause he doesnt talk hardly at all. well, yesterday, was the craziest day of all. the baptism went beatiful, but yesterday was his confirmation! also, we were asked to spèak in church!
so before church, we go to pick up jose luis like we do every sunday. we get there, and he is not there.... thats a first. and his parents have no idea where he is either. so we call him several times, we call h is grandma, we check at his on ly friends house, no where. y worst fear was about to come to pass as we show up empty handed to church. . . and he wasnt going to recieve the holy ghost.
durring the sacrament, during the water, we get a call from his mom! obviously we cant answer. so as soon as it ends, we rush into the hall to call her back. at that moment, bishop announced that hermana huaman was goin g to give her talk! but she is the only one who can communicate effectively with sandra the maom.... so torn and confused, adn panicing, i left my comps n the hall, hoping for the best, grabbed m y backpack off our bench on my way up to the pulpit to give a talk....
the talk went well. i said everything i wanted to say, i talked about members working with the missionaries. i had them all stand as i recited the missionary purpose. wich is actually their purpose as members too. i related the gospal to futboll, soccer, cause every latino loves soccer, adn i bore my testimony. got a little emotional...i was already a little emotional to begin with.... and i had their attention up until the amen. it was a miracle.
then hna human gave her tlk. still no jose luis.
i was praying. i said heavenly father, if i could have one miracle durring my mission, it would be today.that somehow, this kid will be able to find the church on his own, or someone will bring him, or somethnig! if i can have one miracle, can ih ave it today?
hna huaman finished her talk. then the counsilor stood up and and announced the confirmation of jose luis. i was shaking myhead NO NO HES NOT HERE!
the out of no where.... there goes jose luis walking up to the front to be confirmed!!!! WHAT THE!!!!!! like where did he ome from! i looked at every face and did not see him there!!!
it was truly a miracle. miracles still do happen! ad God still answers prayers. and i think i spent my one miracle for my mission....
but it was a good day.
that puk, he scared me to death!!!
also, i had amoment.
this is what i call hashtag peru:
#peru: sitting in sacrament with a stinkylittle girl who is too poor to bathe, baby wearing a white polo and jeans, the piano doesnt match the singing, the soccer announcer next door to the church is louder than the priest saying the sacrament prayer, half of the members are inactive, adn half of the people who attend still need to be baptised!!! and there was a dog in relief society again.
peru ina nut shell.
everythig is foreign to me.
but all is well.
i love peru.
con amor
love hna Gonzales
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