Yesterday the power went out, but we made our way to church as usual. What I forgot about is that when the power goes out, that also means that we don´t have music for the hymns. As I was sitting there waiting for the meeting to start (sometimes here we like to start 10 or 20 minutes late :) The secretary calls me over to talk to him. He asks me to lead the music, of course I say yes (granted, all I know is 4,4... and even that sometimes is a stretch for me to keep on the beat). I forgot that I also had to give the "tune" of the hymn before I started. As I was sitting up on the stand, and I look at the hymns, I realized that out of the three, I only knew one of them. Ahhh! Panic time. The President is up there saying the songs we are going to sing, and I look over at the Secretary and tell him ¨"Yo no se este cancion!" The President sits down, and I am looking around panicking. The secretary leans over to the President, and he has to stand back up to change the hymn to "Yo Se Que Vive mi Senor." Okay, okay I can do this. I stand up, give the "tune" to the entire branch, and here we go. I sat down, and before I knew it it was time for the hymn before the sacrament, and also I don´t know this song. This time the secretary decides to sing me a little bit rather than changing the song. I stand up, try to mimic what he sang, and there we went again. Luckily, the last song was Called to Serve, so I knew that one. Sometimes I wish I would have taken an "Intro to Music" class or something so that when I came here to Honduras I wouldn´t have had to share my lack of musical talents with the whole world. Who knows, maybe God will bless me with more musical talents, because I keep sharing my lack of talent :)
I have also started doing this thing, where I am listening to people, and I think I know what they are going to say, and I stop listening, and then I respond, and I respond to their question in a way that makes no sense. My companion totally called me out on it, and I realized that I need to quite being lazy and keep paying attention haha. I forgot what it was like being with a Latina and everyone thinks that the gringa doesn´t understand them, and they totally start talking about you, until you look at them and respond... and then they look around all nervous because you totally just called them out. Yeah. You can´t talk about me behind my back in another language-- and no, I will never date, or marry you, and live here in Honduras with you, thank you very much. And no I will not send you photos either creeeeeeep. I am a representative of Jesus Christ! I am not sure what was better, when I couldn´t understand, or understanding and trying to get all these weird ideas out of their heads. #AllinHonduras #
For good news this week we had the baptismal interview for one of our investigators! We are going to have to wait for two more weeks though because he has tests these two upcoming Sundays, so we are going to wait until he doesn´t have any more classes. Also, we have started finding a lot of new people through their adorable dogs. Yes, I know. In Campana most of the dogs lived on the streets, so they weren´t too loveable. But here there are so many adorable dogs that people take on little walks and everytime I start freaking out and having a meltdown. So yes. I think maybe I should start a count of how many dogs have beenthe way to salvation haha.
This week we went to visit a less active family and we read Mosiah 2 with them. I absolutely love this chapter, and once again it hit me so strongly the words of King Benjamin.
21 I say unto you that if ye
22 And behold, all that he re
23 And now, in the first plac
24 And secondly, he doth requ
How beautiful are his words. And how much love God has for us, and how much does he want to bless us and help us. Yesterday for Relief Society we read the talk by Elder Holland from October ¨Like a Broken Vessel¨¨, and I love how he talks about how much Christ suffered for us and how he did so much just so that he could help us. Jesus Christ gave his absolute all for us. He gave everything. He begged the father to pass the bitter cup, but he drank it, and he conquered, all so that we could gain salvation. How much has Christ given for us? And how little does he ask of us, just to keep his commandments, and it is all so that he can bless us more. I feel like our motive for doing good should always be our Savior. I also read a different quote today by Elder Holland as he was talking about missionary work (sorry it was in Spanish or else I would send it on to ya´lls). He talked about sometimes we have to walk to Calvary too, and as we are in our Gethsemany, we finally learn to understand the Savior, and walk with him. Elder Holland finishes and says ¨"He is the way, the truth, and the life."
I am so grateful for my savior! How amazing he is, and how much he has done for me, and every single one of us. He truly is the way, the truth, and the life, and I know as we learn more of him, the more we will love him, and the more happiness we will have in this life as we sanctify and purify ourselves through his sacrifice. He is truly our best friend, the only one who truly understands and knows us, and he will never leave us comfortless, he will comfort us.
I hope you all have a lovely first week of June, and remember the Savior more this week.
