This
week had some memorable things happen.
We teach this blind
guy. We've taught him probably 3 times now and he asked us, the last time we
went, if we were the same 2 guys. We said yeah and afterwards we told him our
names again. He said he could kind of recognize us by our voices. We asked him
what we sounded like and he said that my voice sounded kind of
"Macho" and Elder Fenn’s voice was more kind of "malambot"
hahaha meaning soft or kinda feminine or gay. He said that the one of us is
"Macho macho" ~"manly manly" and the other one is
"macho lang" ~ "macho only" hahaha it was just really funny
especially since Elder Fenn started silently asking me if his voice was soft in
front of this blind guy. Brother M has a ton of great questions and potential
besides the fact that he’s gonna have a hard time getting to church. We’ll
probably come get him the first couple of times.
Second thing what
happened is that ALMA GOT BAPTIZED!!! For all of you who don’t know, or don’t
remember, Alma is the girlfriend of a member in Agoo Branch 3 that I taught
when I was serving here over a year and a half ago. She finally finished
college and, forever, she’s been saying she would be baptized after she
graduated. I don’t know why she waited but hey, at least she stayed true to
that goal. It was super fun to go to the baptism and see old members. It has
been a real Tender Mercy that I was able to come back to my first zone. If not
in the exact area, I still see people I know from my first area on the
weekly.
One of those pics is a
bunch of kids eating mangoes. It is officially mango season here in La Union. Before
we taught the Santa Cruz Family we went out to the field behind their house and
picked probably 40-50 mangoes. They’re green on the outside and kinda hard
still but they’re still really good. I just think its funny how much skins
there are on the table and poor Tintin had to skin all of them for all the
little kids. After she was done though I was shocked to see a 9 year old with a
big ol kitchen knife skinning a mango… I guess that’s just how it is
here.
The last thing I wanna
share is about a girl who I originally met on a bus. We were coming from Agoo
to Demortis and I sat next to Elder Fenn. About halfway through the 2o minute
ride I felt I should talk to this girl in the seat behind and across the aisle
from me. I kinda pushed the thought away but it came back again and again. I
finally grabbed a Plan of Salvation pamphlet with our name and number on the
back and gave it to her with a brief explanation. She said thank you and was
honestly probably just a little weirded out that I'd waited so long and then
kinda suddenly just gave her a little book with a picture of Jesus on it. After
we got off the bus I waved at her in the window and went on my way. About an
hour later, to our surprise, she texted! She asked if this was the right number
and just kinda small talked for a while. Elder Fenn said I should just tell her
if she has any questions to text and to leave it at that, not to text-mate her
haha. I agreed but then our conversation got really focused on the message.
What is our belief about Jesus Christ? How is He a god if there’s only 1 God?
We answered her questions simply and clearly using scriptures and short
testimonies and she said "I want to try your church, I'm INC (Iglecia Ni
Cristo)" She said she would come to church and that the sisters could come
teach her over where she lived. It was a real testimony builder about finding
and promptings from the spirit. I'm just glad that I listened to the Spirit and
extended the pamphlet to her so that she could have a seed of Faith and
curiosity planted in her mind and heart. I will try to keep up about her
progression to see if anything really comes out of following that simple
prompting.
Hopefully we'll all
try to be sensitive to the promptings of the spirit and worthy to be used as His
hand in the lives of those around us. It'd be a shame if someone has been
prepared to hear the gospel, but they miss that opportunity because for
whatever reason, we fail to act.
Elder Hennessey