Wednesday and Thursday went by fairly normally. We had a good meeting in
Castilla on Thursday, where we were able to prepare for a musical number we`re
going to perform next Friday. Very weird thing...I`m going to sing Alto! Never
thought I`d say that, but with a choir full of elders and only two Hermanas, I
got put in as an alto. Needless to say, we`re singing it about an octave lower.
;)
Friday were also just really strange...we had our weekly planning session,
which went pretty well. We have a lot of investigators that are progressing
slowly but steadily, and we just need to search for more that are ready! In the
afternoon, things just got weird. We ended up only having one lesson that
afternoon, where before we were planning on having four! Two of our
investigators were just really sick, and then knocking doors we just didn`t seem
to have any luck at all. The one lesson we did have was strange because the two
girls in it just seemed to giggle the entire time. I`m pretty sure that they`re
just snakes...we may not be visiting them much anymore! Saturday also was full
of knocking doors. We had a lot of people giving us a lot of excuses for them
not wanting to listen. We also just had a tough time trying to find people at
home! In the evening, we were supposed to go out with Hermano Orlando Fasabi,
our Mission Leader. He said he would meet us at 6:30 in our Pensionista`s house.
So, we went there to wait, and he passed by about 6:40, but said he had to drop
his daughter off at home and then he would be back. So...we waited...and
waited...until about 7:30! Finally, we had to give up, so we ran to the local
store to buy meat for Hermana Osario, our pensionista, so she could make us
hamburgers. After a long search because we just couldn`t find the store, we came
back with the meat. When we opened the package...the meat had mold all over it!
So, instead of hamburgers, we ended up having rolls with a bit of ham on it for
dinner. Not really the best end of a weekend!
After that kind of a bummer end of the week, and just the whole week in
general, it was kinda a tough Sunday. I was assigned to give a talk on
Missionary Work and how the members can help us. I`m honestly not really sure
what I said. I had to plead with Heavenly Father that He would just help me put
something together, and I went up there and something came out. I know that
Heavenly Father was supporting me through it, because those weren`t my words
that I was able to deliver. I really am learning so much more about how He
supports us through everything. Times aren`t always the best. We don`t always
have success and sometimes we feel a little down. However, He`s there to help,
comfort, and support us through it all. I have a very strong testimony that He
loves each and every one of us. He will do anything and everything He can in
order to help us have eternal happiness in this life and in the life to come. I
just hope and pray that somehow He can help me become someone that can help
others to have this happiness.
Throughout this week, I`ve been amazed about how much I can go through and
yet still be happy! Somehow, I still have something inside that is pushing me
on. I know that it`s the Holy Ghost. Only the Holy Ghost could keep me going
when times are rough, comforting me and letting me know that things are going to
be alright. That`s what I want other people to have. They are passing through so
many trials and afflictions, things that I simply could not imagine.
For instance, on Tuesday after we got back we were able to meet Ramos and
Heydi. Ramos is 18 years old and Heydi just turned 17. She is pregnant, and they
are now living together in his parents house. I couldn`t imagine having to face
that sort of a challenge at the age of 18, let alone her having to have a baby
at age 17. They are both Catholic, but I can tell they feel something is
missing. He goes to church every Sunday, and told us he was going to come
yesterday to our church, but he wasn`t able. However, when I was with him, I
could just tell that this has to be weighing really heavily on his shoulders.
Eighteen years old and he`s a father. He`s working as a fisherman, and is gone
Monday through Friday, all day every day in the boat. We were talking a little
bit about it, and he just kept saying how much better it is out there in the
water, under the water especially, not having to be back here in reality. I can
only imagine what his reality feels like.
Well, I have to go now. Just know that I love you all! the work goes
forward, and remember that I am in His hands, and everything is going
great!
Love,
Elder Schofield
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