SOOOOOOOOO
yesterday in the chapel after sacrament meeting, a new sister who we
didn´t know (and from the looks of her a member of yearssss) came up to
us and asked us where she was supposed to go for the next class. We got
to talking and turns out she wasn´t a member, but it was her second time
in a meeting with us and wanted to learn more. She had seen our chapel
and was looking for God in her life and went online and found a bunch of
stuff that she loved and looked online for the chapel schedule and came
last week to church. It was stake conference, so she got there a few
hours early and some members told her to come back later and she went at
the different hour, was there alone, and went home alone without
talking to anyone. She said she loved it and decided to come back again
this week. She was in all three hours, went to Gospel Principles and
loved it and participated and even gave the closing prayer (and it was a
BEAUTIFUL prayer) and wow. She started telling us a bit more and how
the missionaries visited her family when she was about 14 (she is about
30) and her family didn´t really like it but she did and the image
always stayed in the back of her mind. She asked us about how she could
buy a Book of Mormon, how she could pay her tithing, and even signed up
to give us lunch this Saturday!!! It was like the best thing of my
entire life. I was so so so so so so happy that I almost screamed like a
small girl (but I didn´t, don´t worry). It was like the best ever. Keep
Liliana in your prayers so she can keep progressing!
Well after that, like everything else in the week
basically seemed super unimportant. I have had a cold like a loser, but I
have all the cool colombian tricks to get rid of a cold faster, like
agua panela con limón and noraver and all the good stuff. Also today, we
were playing soccer as a zone and it was a blast. There was one funny
moment when we were playing micro (soccer, but with a smaller weighted
ball and you play on a basketball court and with these small goals) and I
tried to be a hero and nail this one header in, but the goalie also
tired to be a hero and decided to, instead of using his hands, head, or
shoulder, kick the ball and just kicked me in the head. I´m like
decently tall and wasn´t really bent over to try to header it so he had
to go karate kid on me and nailed me in the head. Luckily he didn´t kick
very hard qand it was jkust the side of my head. It was funny. I don´t
really have too much of a headache anymore ahhahaa. (for those of you
who were worried more about the goal than my life, I didn´t hit the ball
cause my head was pushed out of the way by his foot, but one of my
teammates hit it in and we scored so DON´T WORRY)
The lame thing about living int he city of Bogotá is
the food prices. In the little pueblos (like my last two areas), fruit
is soooooo cheap and it is the best ever. But here in the city, it is a
JOKE. In my last area, I would buy papaya like almost every day because a
big one costs 800 pesos (like 40 cents) but here in the city, I bought
one of the same size for 2600 pesos (like 1.15 dollars) and I WAS SO MAD
but its okay. Its still kinda cheap when you put it in gringo
perspective, but APOSTASY for my colombian self. We are working on it.
The fruit here has a good side and a bad side. In
the states, you guys have a wide variety of all perfectly little
genetically altered fruit - fruit that is great, but the drop the
potential quality a bit so all is good instead of having some good and
some not so great. Here, it is allllll natural baby, which means the
fruit is soooooo RICH and DELICIOUS and it is the best ever. DOWNSIDE:
because its not genetically altered (like the mandarin and orange for
example), my fruit comes with seeds. Sometimes when you are so hungry
and not paying attention, you swallow the seeds and then just feel like
you are going to get apendicitis (I cannot remember how to spell that in
english). It is a dangeruos but delicious game.
THOUGHT OF THE WEEK: I think it was like Eleanor
Roosevelt (or maybe Grandma Baker, I don´t remember) that said something
like, "He who takes offense when none was intended is a fool. He who
takes offense when it was intended is probably a fool too." I am a fool.
Don´t be a fool. Either type. I am trying not to be such a fool. Join
me in the fight against foolishness.
I LOVE YOU ALLLLLLLLLL
Elder Pratch
(One
of these days I am going to write a letter in spanish just so you all
try to remember your Freshman spanish class that you slept through or
try to put in in Google Translate and get frustrated when nonsense comes
out. Or maybe you´ll just think I have bad grammar. Whatever.)
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