Monday, January 7, 2013
Wow, for Tony that is awesome, I am really excited for him and I am super happy that he will be speaking Portuguese. I think that it is the coolest language in the world! That is awesome. The only thing is that nobody told me when he is going. Do you know when he will leave? I am looking at the blog right now, waiting for Tony’s video to load. I did read the email, and I am glad that you are already making plans for me when I get home, because I will need something to do, and I have not really thought about anything...but we will work on that when I get home.
My week was good and bad. The start of the week was hard because everybody was traveling, but we really set out to work. We worked both Monday and Tuesday and it paid off. A lot of the people that said they would make it to church were not able to make it sadly, but we did have 4 visitors there, and if all goes well, Karina will get baptized and her mom said that after her divorce process she will also be baptized. So, it is good. We are teaching a lot here, and we have a big teaching pool. Most of the time there is not time to do everything, so we are running all of the time. Poor Elder Nunes gets tired sometimes, but it has been a long time since he has baptized so the idea of baptizing picks him up a lot. We are doing well together. I did have an interview with president this week, the routine interviews and it was great. It really did not seem much like an interview. We talked a little about the area and them missionaries here and a little about my future plans, which I think he noticed are rather limited because he gave me permission to think a little bit about home, lol. He is great. I sure loved Elder Oliveira, and I am loving Elder Reber. So, there is my week in a nutshell. Pretty simple, but more because there was so much that I do not know how to say it all. I did almost punch a drunk guy this week. We were walking on a dirt road when a drunk guy came and starting messing with us and yelling and would not let us leave. He had a cup of whisky in one hand which I took and threw away, gave him the empty cup, and told him to stop drinking. He got made and picked up a stone and said that he was going to kill me, but I took the rock from him too and told him to go home, but he just got really mad, and when we were trying to walk away, he ran in front, threw the glass cup on the ground, shattering it, and punched me in the chest. Out of reflex, I grabbed his arm, pulled it into me, and clenched my fist to knock his lights out when I saw a couple coming on the road and decided that that would not look good for the missionaries, so I twisted his arm and quickly told him to go home before he got hurt, and this time he listened and left. I said good evening to the couple and they responded as if everything was normal, but after walking for another 10 minutes, the man and his family that we were teaching came behind us in their car and asked if everything was okay. The couple that passed was the man's cousin and had told him that a crazy drunk was messing with the young men in white shirts and ties. So, our investigator came behind to be sure that we were alright. We were, and it was cool that he ran behind us to be sure. Good thing that I did not punch the guy though, huh. I think that a different story would have been told at our investigator's house. Anyway, there is a fun story for you. I love you all, and wish you a great week.