Monday, May 12, 2014

Pink hair for daaaaaayzz

Okay, my first week in Bolivia was rough.

Shout out to Aunt Shalan for sending me an awesome letter! in it she mentioned that talk from conference where the girl missionary got mashed potatoes launched at the back of her head! i loved it! so I got that letter Wednesday, and then Friday when we were walking to a cita, we passed a school! And these ADORABLE girls dumped pink yogurt all over my head. I loved it! Pink hair, Stinky hair, Sticky hair, and to top it all off, the sun baked it! Man I smelled real good!:)
Welcome to Bolivia! 

My companion is super cool! She gets kinda frustrated when I dont understand what she is saying in Spanish, and have to have it translated, but it´s only making me work harder to learn the language! Sometimes she talks about me in Spanish when I am standing right there, but luckily I dont know enough to know exactly what she says! :) Blessings of learning a new language! hahaha It is fun though. We dont get hot showers, and the water is only in drips, so it takes a while to get yourself clean, but at least we have water! I have about 90494675 bug bites, despite how much bug spray I put on, but I haven't gotten sick, so the Lord is looking out for me! 

This work is hard. I am amazed at how quickly I came to love the people. We had our first lesson with a new investigator on Thursday, and the spirit was SO STRONG. I know that she felt it! She agreed to come to church with us, and when we went to go pick her up... My heart broke. She wasn't home. But, that´s how it is with a lot of these people. They agree to commitments solely to be nice, or only to get you off their porch, but when it comes time to follow up, they dont want to have anything to do with it. Then we have a family.. ish. they are living together, and she is pregnant with a little niƱa! but they dont want to get married. they want to be baptized, but they dont want to get married! 

A lot of citas fall through. people either forget and are busy, or they just dont answer, or they tell you never mind. And it breaks my heart. I feel like nothing I do is helping, and these people really don"t care.

Then I have a  lesson with 16 year old Raquel. And the first thing she asks is "My grandma said you worship Joseph Smith, and you dont believe in the bible...but I want to know the truth." And suddenly, it is all worth it. Suddenly you feel the joy that comes from sharing the gospel in greater abundance than you have ever felt in your life. And it is all worth it. 

Church yesterday was rough, cause I hardly understood anything. And my poor companion just had to watch me cry... She doesn't understand, it´s not her fault. But I hope all you wonderful Mothers and Grandmothers our there had wonderful mothers days! 

Oh, and I saw a person dead on the street. Found out today he was murdered, but I didn't want to know how. I had seen enough and the image is stuck in my head. It´s not like the movies, I promise. 

I love you all! Thank you for all your support! Keep sending letters! Cause... Yeah i like letters... haha love you all! Happy week! 
Love, Alex!

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