Sunday, March 17, 2019

Uno, dos, cinco, trece, catorce, veintiuno, veinticinco, treinta! ¡Ya lo hice!

¡Hola todos!

This week was actually really fun. We ate duck, got an awesome investigator to come to church for the first time, held these adorable 10-day-old cats, ate cooked roadkill, showered with a tarantula (I was halfway through when I noticed he was there), listened to a kid try to count to ten, picked mango verde with a stick, and I got medical permission to drink Coca Cola, which is highly against the rules in the mission. 



We´re teaching this guy named William, and he is super awesome. His life is literally changing from what he´s learning. His family says he´s a happier, brighter person since he´s started learning more about Jesus. He finally got to come to church this week, and he liked it a lot. 

One day, William saw a possum on the side of the road and so he ran it over with his motorcycle and brought it home. He was super excited and cooked it on the grill he made. Apparently taquacín is really expensive here, but he was really happy to invite us over to eat it with him. I´m not gonna lie, it was actually really good. And his puppy got to eat all the bones so it was really happy too. Guatemala..

William with his cooked Taquacín. Don´t worry, he mixed it with a tasty tomato sauce.
This week we did a ton of stuff, and talked to literally hundreds of people. A lot of them are interested in learning more about how they can come closer to Christ, which is awesome. We worked a ton, and I might not have gotten enough sleep, because I got a pretty bad migraine half way through. We had to go home and stay in the house for a couple hours while I slept with a wet cloth over my eyes. The mission nurse sent us a text for a couple things to do, including to drink Coca Cola. As missionaries, we have super strict rules against drinking caffeinated drinks, because we´re walking all day and have to be in shape. But this time I had permission. That probably doesn´t sound like a very big deal, but on the mission it´s as if I got permission from the police to rob the bank. Super funny.  


We´re doing a lot of really great work here, and I love it a lot. Every day we get to testify to people of the things that we know are true, and see the light in people´s eyes when they feel it too. I´m starting to forget that I´m speaking Spanish the whole time, which is kind of strange because I feel like I just got here. I am not smart enough to speak this language. But God is, and He´s teaching me. I´m also not smart enough to use it to convince people that are three times my age to follow someone they can´t see. But they knew Him before they were born, and they recognize the feeling of His love. I don´t have any other way to explain it, just that God works miracles when you do what He asks. It´s amazing.

Love you guys!
-Elder Cloward


Pollo Campero, which is probably the biggest fast food restaurant here. It´s pretty tasty, but I think I like chicken, beans, eggs, and tortillas (and possum) better though.




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