February 1, 2010

This last week in January has gone by well. We finished it by completing our baptismal goals. Nefertiti got baptized Saturday and confirmed yesterday. She came to the baptism crying because her brothers and dad were trying to make her not get baptized. They demolished her. But, that´s what those Evangelicals are best at.. preaching one thing and acting a different way. But all in all she did it. It was one of the best baptismal services I have had yet, it´s too bad her family couldnt get over their pride and find joy in it too. It´s like Christ said in Matthew 10, that a mans foes shall be that of his own housefold for the sake of the Lord. We are teaching three people right now that are wanting to get baptised. One is 21, the boyfriend of a member. Another is like 36, a drug addict that is super interested in everything, and Sandra, our neighbor that still has to get married or separate. We´ve been asking for references and references and it´s paying off. We have a ton of awesome people to meet this week; we´ll see what Febuary has for us.> My companion is a pretty prideful son of a gun. I nicknamed him solobrazos which means only arms. He has huge arms but on a body like a stick. Man, I need to break his vanity. But we do well togehter teaching and being missionaries. He just has a lot of concern of what the world and other people think of him, and feels that he needs to put himself above every person. Everything is a competition or comparison. I think he will teach me a whole lot on what I need to change in myself in order to not be like him haha. > I know ya probably want to hear stories but they dont really matter much to me; I wouldnt know what to tell you anyways. Oh wait I do have soemthing. A prostitute pinched my butt this week. Where we live is full of druggies and young prostitutes. We are friends with the druggies but all of the girls/hookers always say something inappropriate. But this day this hooker was drugged up and she had previously asked me if she could touch my butt a few days before so I knew that she was going to try something. So when we saw that we were going to pass by her, I avoided her by a good distance but when she passed somehow she got over to me and gave me a squeeze. For an instant, I was gonna pound a hoe. Not really.. I just remembered that I am a missionary and she is a daughter of God, so I just politely asked her to never do that again and told all of her friends that they should make sure things like that never ever happen. Then another night like 2 days after that we had stopped to buy a roll for dinner and her and her friend were walking by and she tried to do it again but I swung at her hand and arm with my Book of Mormon and she left. This city is going to burn. My comp and I always joke about calling down fireballs of justice but I dont think that´s gonna happen yet. Anyway, that´s a fun story right?> Hope all is well in the wonderful and clean United States.> Elder Smith