Landslide

Alright, alright, alright

My comp got the gripa on Monday (basically the cold, but mexico version and worse), so he was pretty much dying. He used up 5 rolls of toilet paper blowing his nose. If you know the germ-a-phobe side of me, you would know that those were some pretty uncomfortable days. I started to get it too, but i just took some NyQuil and the next morning i was so tired i could hardly move, but i didn't get too sick.

On Wednesday we had intercambios. The zone leader came to my area and not too much to report. After we invited everyone we taught to be baptized and they all said no i think he realized a little bit better that were not just bad missionaries.

This week i kind of got a little bit tired of trying to teach people who always try to avoid us or say they are busy, so we went looking for some in-actives. We had a lesson with the bishops brother and his wife and it was such a good lesson. I love teaching people who actually want to listen. They have gone through some pretty hard stuff. They got their kids taken away by the wife's parents and the thing was it wasn't even by legal means. The wife's parents just decided they wanted to be the parents of her kids so they took them and they don't let them visit her. Mexico is a lawless land. 

On Saturday we finally had a real missionary correlation. The elders quorum president came, the relief society president came, the first counselor in the bishopric came, the ward missionaries came, and the ward mission leader came. I almost fell out of my chair when they all showed up i was so shocked. We had a really good correlation and hopefully we will be able to work more with them to go through with the plans that we made. 

At church on Sunday i was asked to give the classic talk on missionary work out of the blue, but when they announced that i would be giving the talk they said my first name over the pulpit. I wanted to chew them out so hard over the pulpit in front of the audience, but i swallowed my pride and let it go. Then i proceeded to talk about how no one goes to the celestial kingdom unless they participate in missionary work (George Albert Smith, look it up).

We finally got to visit the Serrano family on Sunday night. We had been teaching him like 2 months ago, but dropped them because they weren't progressing then he called me 3 weeks ago and said he wanted to be baptized with his family. We went and we had a good lesson with them. Hopefully they can find it within themselves to get married so they can get baptized.

And to finish off the week. Last night a dog followed us around for literally 3 hours. When we went into the appointment with the Serrano family it waited outside for us for an hour until we left. Then every time we knocked a door and someone would answer the dog would just go running into their house. If i didn't know better i would say its a nawhal (shapeshifter).

Adios

Elder Warburton

  

Elder Warburton

México Puebla Norte

You can take the kid away from the record collection, but you cant take the record collection away from the kid. My comps psychiatrist had a bunch of records just sitting there, so i went through them and left with The blues brothers, Fleetwood Mac (the title in honor of this record), Paul McCartney, Mozart and Tchaikovsky. Now just to get them home...