Friday, November 29, 2013
Man. I am beat. The latino district is the kick in the butt I needed. Not only to chastize me for being bored the last couple of weeks, but to get me moving.
When I arrived at the first meeting, I was the only gringo wearing tan pants and alone. I felt so... white. Over time things got better, and my district of latinos became familiy! We all do things together, and they have at everything I say, usually because I dont know what Im saying. But I cant stand how loud the latinos are. Theyre constantly talking, moving, or making jokes that usually arent funny haha. I laugh anyways because they love me. Latinos keep stealing my stuff too. Like What the heck haha. I look across the room, and half of my stuff is being used by another latino. They claim half my pens as their own haha. The only thing that really bothers me though is that they dont like to sleep. They talk untill 12 at night no matter what I tell them, then wake up at 530. Like how are they alive? I barely survive off of 8, which I havent gotten since I transferred. Im going to talk to the president haha. Ill show them.
My new companions name is Elder Hurtado, and looks like Will Smith. He has a dark past in the military which is kind of cool, and is pretty quiet most of the time. He´s really loving.. But other times really serious and impatient. Hes interesting, but Im not complaining. Ive learned my lesson about companions.
A short interesting story (well at least to me), My last roommate was baptized as a kid by American missionaries, and is now serving a mission. I just think its cool to see the effects of missionary work. That would make me really happy to see kids I baptize end up serving a mission.
Also mom, you should tell Sister Jones that that CTR ring she gave me during the PMG classes, Ive worn this whole time and just gave it away this week to a Peruvian kid who wants to serve a mission.
During an investigator lesson, we were talking about repentance, and I guess I asked a woman if she wanted to repent of her fishes. Pecados= sins Pescados = fishes
Best part of my week was the earthquake!! Well its called a temblor because it was a baby one, but the whole building shook and I was freaking out! The latinos started dancing which made me freak out even more because I was either dreaming, or already dead. But dont be scared mom, turns out they happen all the time down here, and it was thoroughly enjoyable. Even though I was ready to jump out the window, turns out theyre not even dangerous.
Oh another thing I forgot, the apostale Richard M Nelson came and talked to us. It was about 3 weeks ago. It was good. Honestly wasn´t as exciting as I thought Itd be.
I also learned about David and Goliath this week. In Primary, They seemed to have left out the important detail at the end when David smites off Goliaths head. I honestly never knew that.
Sorry, I dont have a spiritual story this week. Im exhausted from taking care of latinos, and especially speaking spanish. I never want to learn another language again. Its been a really good week, and I love my family of latinos here. I promise I´ll have a spiritual story next week. Oh wait, I go to the field next week! Sweet!! I cant wait! Well, we´ll see what happens :) Tune in next time. Love you guys!
PS these people need to write me! Im really sad they havent yet...
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Sorry I couldn`t write yesterday. I`ll explain later in my email why.
Well I had a nice, fulfilling week. As a companionship, we completed our weekly goals and passed the standard of excellence for the mission having 10 with baptismal date, 8 in church, 15 lessons with members and 9 others, and finding 15 new investigators. I would call it successful thanks to the HARD work we put in. One thing that helped us was the ward missionaries. The Ward mission leader here doesn`t really do or know how to do his calling. So we just come up with the ideas and then he supports it. At the beginning of the week, I organized the ward missionaries. They weren`t really doing anything. So we met together and I explained their purpose in the work of Salvation and made a schedule, having them companion at least 1 day of the week so we could have a member with us all the time. Besides, most of them are young people and they`re on vacation now (summer vacation is in November-Feb).
We worked hard all week so that I didn`t have to work as hard on my birthday (not that I didn`t want to). We were jammed packed with appointments Saturday, but they were appointments to come and eat and visit with some families. We were sooooo full that day. We ate 3 birthday cakes, breakfast, lunch, snack, dinner, and second dinner with 5 different families. My companion`s sick and has been since Saturday because of all the food and he was inflated. And that`s basically how I spend my birthday....eating. The other elders live with the last family that invited us to second dinner. That had a little surprise waiting for me. It tradition in Bolivia to make a cake out of the birthday boy throwing eggs and flour at him. And that`s exactly what they did to me... It was nasty cleaning up. I sent some pictures.
Another part of my ``birthday´´ is what we did yesterday. We went to chapari (it`s a jungle) and had fun there, I also will send pictures. It`s funny because for my ``birthday´´ last year, we went to the same place! But that`s the reason that I didn`t write yesterday.
Besides all the fun and hard work that went on this week, I also learned more about the Holy Ghost. In Incachaka (chapari), they were many butterflies that you couldn`t see at first because they blended in well with the environment. As you stepped by them, 10s of them would scatter everywhere. Some of them would even land on me. But with one little movement, it would fly off. The Holy Ghost is the same. It is so delicate that one wrong move and it`ll get offended and go away. I also recognized something else cool. Sometimes while I`m teaching, I noticed I say things that I didn`t know before and teach myself. ``I said what!?´´ That goes in line with Romans 2:21 ``Thou therefore which teachest another, teachest thou not thyself?´´This is true, when the Holy Ghost is there, both are edified.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
FYI-last week's letter I did not post nor FW. I could tell he was homesick and having culture shock both physically and mentally. It happens to all missionaries to some degree but this was sooner than most. Probably because he never lived away from home and spent so much time at home this past year. I even felt homesick when I was out 30 years ago and I lived away from home for two and a half years before! He seems to have adjusted well now. Plus he is feeling better. Yeah!-Mama Walker (PS I also corrected some of the spelling errors, don't know if I caught them all).
Before I begin, I owe everyone an apology. I've been way too negative in all my letters. I shouldn't talk so bad about people here or especially my companion. I do love him, and I need to stop venting my problems to you guys haha. Being away from home, it's been hard adjusting and remembering who I am when you're in a strange land with strange people who speak a strange language. I also read my letter from last week and my comment about my president was just weird and rude, I actually meant to delete it, especially cuz hes a really nice guy. Frankly, I was so pooped last P-day. I was a little sick and had little sleep and was working all day. It was the longest day I've had out here. Nonetheless it's no excuse to say mean things about my companion or president. So, do you all forgive me? Thanks guys, I knew you´d understand.
ANYWAYS, there´s been some confusion over rooming here at the mish. But, of course I´ll care for Andrew, and of course, I'll arise above it. For I know that´s how you'd want me to respond, yes.* There's been some confusion for you see my roommate is unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe.
Sorry for another lame song reference, but this week has been awesome. GOOD NEWS!!! good news.... (another lame song reference) I´m moving up to the Latino district!!! I get a Latino companion for my last two weeks here! I´ll miss my companion. Well... ya. I wouldn't do it again, but I wouldn't trade or forget the experience either. Who can say if I've been changed for the better? but... Because I knew you, I have been changed... for good. Alright I promise I'm done with the song references. So tomorrow I'll be speaking solely Spanish. My mind already feels exploded. I can't tell if that last sentence is grammatically correct. Spanish is really messing with my head. I bet I make a lot of spelling errors too but I can't even tell.
Another group left this week. They were my favorite group. They loved to have fun, and were the group I played games with at night. We played one last silent library, and of course I was chosen for the first time. I had to down 2 packs of butter. Worth it? yes. well... no.
I made 4 soles for eating some nasty Peruvian sauce too this week. In dollars that's about... 1.50$. Nope wasn't worth it. But hey it's about friendship right?
We had the opportunity to go proselyting this week. Ironically the area we went to is my mission area, so it was cool to see my mission. My mission is literally the ghettos of Peru. Trash everywhere, small, run down houses, some scary looking people; it was scary but exciting at the same time! So much work for me to do!! I cant wait!
I feel as though the Peruvian people here are humble not because they know what they don't have, but because they recognize what they do have. While proselyting, this sweet lady named Marcella invited us into her home. She couldn't afford chairs so we gave the lesson to her standing up. Everything she owned, she spent on her daughters, or medical bills. She had a hole in her neck and had trouble speaking, but I understood every word she said, even though I don't fully speak Spanish. We didn´t even have to invite the spirit, because she already had it. She accepted everything we said, and set a return date with the missionary we were with. I love her. I wish I could give everything I had to her, and she wouldn't suffer anymore. Its people like her that give me 10 times the strength to keep going. I don't want anything in return, I just want to help these people and know that their lives are better by the time I have to leave.
That´s what happened this week. Who knew a mission would be so amazing. Till next week, ciou ciou!!1
ps yes I did get your letters, thank you! Getting mail is the most exciting time of the week here.
Monday, November 18, 2013
The little girl beat me.
You gotta have fun in the work as well..
Yes mom, I got the package, but not the letter nor the card. Unless it was the card/letter in the package, then sì. One recomendation for next time (haha, there won`t be a next time), please don`t send jelly. 2 reasons. 1. there`s jam/jelly/marmelada here. 2. It exploded over everything. It was really sticky. I had to wash everything, which felt weird washing ketchup packets... wait, why were there ketchup packets? I swear you guys just took out some of the old condiments from the food cabnet that you don`t use and sent them here to poor Bolivia.
For my birthday, I just have appointments all day long from people inviting me to eat. Let`s hope I don`t get that fat.
This week, people called my companionship, the crippleds. As you see in the photo I sent, I ankle is bad and my companion`s arm is bad. Everyone thought we got in a fight with each other or on the streets. I`m fine now, but what happened was the same thing that happend in Sucre. I twisted my ankle and the same part was swollen and a little purple. Looks like I won`t play soccer for the rest of my mission (haha 1 month). My companion has tendonitis... yeah, don`t know what that is, but if it doesn`t heal in 3 weeks, there`re going to do surgery.
I had an interview with my president because my temple recommend expired. He made me feel good as he said that any people have respect for me in the mission and that I should be happy. Then he made me sign the recommend and then gave me a lecture for the next 10 min on how I need to change my signature. He showed me the signatures of the apostles and asked me which one I could`t read. Then he asked me which ones didn`t have their middle or first inicial. There are Hundreds of Craig Walkers. I am practicing now, but it made me think of an important doctrine. Jesus Christ is our example. We should do what he does with nothing varying. Many people grow beards and say that Jesus had a beard. But who are the witnesses and those who have seen Christ today? The Prophets and Apostles. None of them have beards. My mission president once said that if we want priesthood power, we need to act and look how the apostles are. Interesting right?
I hope we are all trying to do what the prophet said, we need to ```Rescatar´´ or in English, help people re-activate. It sounds better in Spanish because it also means rescue. This will also help us find new people to teach for the missionaries. One cool experience that we had this week that could help Dad was an invasion. In the Ward council meeting. We talked about an inactive family whose kids are my converts. In that family, it includes the Elders quorum, relief society, young single adults, young men, and the primary. All the leaders of those groups, along with the bishop and the missionary work, went to this family as an invasion. We had a family home evening of about 20 people thursday night. What love, what success! We`re going to continue with this idea going from family to family. 1 by 1. Slowing down, focusing on 1 at a time will help us hasten the Lord`s work.
I`m going to sum up what Cameron said in his first line. The secret to success is ENTHUSIAM
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Little comments I have from the week:
I taught that survey idea that I mentioned in my last letter to the zone. They all said that it works like a charm. One Elder even commented how he got in a Jehovah`s witness`s door and that never happens!
I can tell my reading music skills are improving because the primary asked me 10 min before to play piano for their program that happened yesterday. I played all the pieces almost perfect without knowing beforehand.
The weather is really wierd. Last Saturday, Sunday, and Monday it was raining. Tuesday and Wednesday, freaking cold. Thursday, Friday, Saturday: HOTTT, the hottest it has been in 50 years they say. Sunday, windy like no other! Cochabamba just seem to make up its mind.
It`s soo wierd. They call the person who you are training in the mission, your son. My companion is DEFINITELY my son. He is exactly how I was when I started and how I am now. I get along with him well, but I can also see my flaws by seeing his weaknesses. He also copies everything I do. If I don`t do something, he doesn`t either. Let`s say that I wake up at little late at 7. He`ll do the same the next day. I can`t get mad or tell him to not do it because I did it. It`s really helping me be obedient, work hard, and perfect myself even more (a long ways to go).
During a companionship study, we talked about how to find new investigators. We watched the videos from ``The district´´. Ironically, it seemed that they also found golden investigators that want to get baptized. Elder Ortiz said, that only happens every 1 in 100 people. 30 min later, we went to work. The first person we talked to, Juan, we taught him about the Restoration. It wasn`t the best lesson I`ve ever had. I signed to my companion to invite him to be baptized. He did it and Juan said yes and put his own date, on Christmas. He even said that he`ll come to church and seemed very excited. I smirked as I said to my companion as we left, 1 in 100? Well looks like we`re at 1 for 1!! jaja
We`re teaching a lot of solo people, People who want to hear us, but their family doesn`t want anything to do with us. It`s really sad, but that`s when the members come into play, representing the family ward who will support all believers of Christ and His church. Three of them are under the age of 18.
For one of them, Diego, we got permission from his mom even though she said she doesn`t want anything to do with the church, but it`s fine for her son.
Other one, Daniel, we teach him at his cousins house because his mom basically kicked us out. Daniel really wants to learn, because we`re still teaching him inspite of his mom`s disagreeance.
The last one, Jose, was a little funny and sad at the same time. He knows all the lessons and could get baptized tomorrow. His mom is a less-active who we are working with. All we needed was permission from his dad. It was my companion`s turn to learn how to ask the parents for permission. The dad said no and his excuse was that he`s a minor and therefore is not doing it with faith, just like his mom he`ll leave it after he`s baptized, and it`s a sin to be baptized again. We resolved all of his doubts except the first one and he still said no. So my companion surprised me and started giving him WASCA or in English... something along the lines of what Nephi did to his brothers`hardened hearts. (The guilty take it personally). My companion asked how he got baptized (in the catholic church). He asked him if a baby could have faith in that baptism if he really didn`t know what was going on. So why would a baby then get baptized. The dad realized he was in the wrong and shouted, I`m catholic, my son is catholic and that`s final! Then he got up and left us with an awkward silence.
As missionaries, we don`t have to excuse ourselves, when directed by the spirit. ``What I the Lord have spoken, I have spoken, and I excuse not myself; and though the heavens and the earth pass away my word shall not pass away, but shall all be fulfilled, whether by mine own voice or by the voice of my servants, it is THE SAME (D&C 1:38).´´
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Well, I´m sure you all think I´m dead becuase I did´nt write yesterday. I´d like you to all know I´m ok. Calm down. Please stop worrying about me. It´s not like I was almost deported yesrday or anything...
Jk. Dad wouldn´t be surprised if I was. Yesterday was Pday, or as we call it, Play Day. But when we got back from the temple we had to take a last minute trip to immigration, where we spent the rest of our play day waiting in lines, bus rides, and eating the weirdest Papa John´s pizza I ever had in my life. They´re like "To make up for you´re lost Pday, were buying you Papa Juans!!" Yaaaaay! Grossest Pizza in my life. It was some olive like vegetables I had never seen before, other chunks of suprise food, and raw hamburger. Yet I still ate 7 slices. So I guess it wasn´t that bad...
But it was a waste because we missed our appointment anyways so we´ll have to do it all over again. Hopefully on a class day this time.
Anyways, this week was a little rougher for me. My companion was pushing me over the edge with his blatent disobedience and schytzophrenia. Everywhere we go he has a new dumb song to sing and asks the most random questions. Like think of the most random thing you can think of, and he´ll have a fun fact and story about it. I still love him, but come on. Everyone treats us like "THAT companionship". I swear some people ignore me just because they know my companion is right behind me. It makes me laugh inside. But still, I´m not sure I want to be THAT companionship.
The other thing is that I´ve been hit with a case of Montezuma´s Revenge all week. Up untill today, the bathroom was pretty much my bedroom. I would even study in there because It took so much time.
Sorry, that was probably too much info. But it´s one of the many sacrifices Im making to be a missionary :)
The last thing is that I´ve been slightly homesick inside this week. Alot of the people here are the weird kind of mormons I would ignore at efy. We get along but I need more people who are like me. Plus leaders are kind of frustrating me because I carry the vast majority of the weight in the companionship, and they dont understand that my companion does nothing half the time but talk to himself or sing an opera song. Gah.
I feel like I gave up everything I ever wanted when I left. I had many awesome friends who I had the time of my life with. I had family that was there for me, played with me, and was proud of me. I had a home that I could be myself in and not be bothered by things and people so much. But then again I guess that´s the reason I came out, is because there are people who don´t have that, or even know what family feels like. I really was happy, so I guess I need to remind myself that there are people who suffer, whereas I have peace and a life surrounded by people who care and understand me. The city here was a big awakening. Everything is trashy and crammed together. Theres a bunch of people who just rot on the street (for lack of a better word). I want to reach out to them. And I will. There´s alot of work to do.
But on the bright side, there are still fun things that Ill miss about the CCM (MTC). We have poker night every wednesday and sunday. Of course I clean them out. We´re writing a cake rap right now. We play soccer almost everyday, and its alot more dangerous than it should be. I had my first hot cup of tea ever.Don´t worry mom, the tea here is Jesus approved. I happened to pick the flavor "Anís Tea" I tasted exactly how it sounds. The only thing Im dissappointed in yet is that I haven´t gotten a latino sister´s email address. Usually because they cant understand me so I look like an idiot. Or at least I hope theyre not pretending. Whatever. I don´t need them...
As always, thank you guys for any letters, I love reading and writing letters so please write me!! Also send a picture too!
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
I don`t even know where to start. At this point in the game, it really doesn`t matter
My companion is very tired all the time. He had great goals to begin with but the scripture ``don`t run faster than you have strength´´ fits perfectly here. I know think he realizes how hard it is to a get a baptism. We suffer alot, the investigators suffer also, sacrify alot, or have a hard time keeping committments. It`s my job to keep his energy up, help him out when he falls, and teach him correct principles. Sometimes I get frustrated and forget my purpose as a trainer or forget that he`s new and doesn`t know exactly how to work. He is learning fast though. We had a couple trials this week. We dropped a couple investigators, 2 of which had accepted a baptism date. It`s sad when they use they agency and don`t accept the gospel. But it is good experience for my companion on how to handle some situations.
We put a new idea into action this week. This idea is an old one, Una Encuesta (a survery). We knock a door and kindly ask them if they would like to take a short survery about their opinion on some stuff like if a strong family is important to them. We ask to come in to take it. It is 10 questions that will help them more easily accept our message and we get to know their thoughts, beliefs, and desires better. Then, after we complete the survey, we tell them that we have a message that goes along with the survey and we ask them who would they like to say the prayer to begin the lesson. It`s a bold easy move to get into the door and get them talking. If they really thought about the questions they would accept the message more easily. If they reject us at the door, they`re really not rejecting us nor Jesus Christ, but the survey. It usually works.
Saturday, we became even more united as a ward. They planned an outing to go in the mountains in a park type thing. I bet there`s many of those places in Utah. At first we couldn`t go because our leaders didn`t give us permission. So the bishop went to el pez gordo (the big chesse), President Dyer, and got permission. It made me feel good and wanted in the ward. Also, there was about 15 investigators there and many inactives. In all, I`d say about 100 people came to the ward activity. We played soccer, volleyball, I taught them capture the flag (bad idea, the two teams started fighting), we ate a barbaque, and then we started a fast as a ward. The purpose was for the missionary work, or in other words, The Work of Salvation. That was a powerful moment as all the ward (and investigators) stood in a circle as the prayer was said. Imagine, 100 people praying having the same mind and purpose. I felt a huge force come over me as they specifically were praying for us. It felt as if there were angels all around us, supporting us. Then I opened my eyes, and saw my ward.
I`ve been reading Jesus the Christ lately and this week I`ve been in the last chapters where he`s in his last week. The Atonement surely is incomprehensible. And Jesus surely is the Christ. Not a single other human could possible do all that: be betrayed by his ``friend´´, drink the bitter cup that his Father gave him in order to take upon the sins of the world upon himself, have drops of blood come out from every pore, be mocked and humiliated in front of the chief priests, stand with innocent majesty before kings, be tortured in the worst of ways, carry the heavy cross up the hill of Golgatha, be nailed to the cross, be crucified, and Still have the patience and love forgive all of them, break the bonds of death, and crown all of that with the glorious resurrection. He surely was and is a God that has a perfect love for all of us. So why do we struggle to have faith in Him?
We can`t waste any more time,
When I first arrived, there should have been a sign that said, "Welcome to Spirit Prison!". If there was, it was probably in español.
Just kidding. This last week was sweet!!! I must admit, I don´t really miss home. I miss alot of my friends and family, but that´s about it. I feel like everyone has already forgotten about me and moved on with their lives haha. But ya. I´m learning alot about the Gospel and how to preach it. A little disspointed that they don´t teach us Spanish though. They only teach us The Gospel in Spanish. I´ll show them. I´ll learn spanish anyways.
Alot of the missionaries here still act like high school. Its kind of lame, I was expecting better. But at the same time it´s fun.
The weather here is fantastico. I like the jumidity, and it´s always the perfecto tempertaure. The sky is always musty and I think I saw the sun one time. I think. There´s also only one star in the sky at night. But I think it´s a planet. que triste.
The food is delicioso!! We always have rice, beans, some foreign meat, and a dessert that is a new adventure to try everytime. I love the fruits and veges. Theres one where you have to smash it open, then drink the juices inside. Its delicious, but it looks like baby fish inside so i couldn´t do it. And in case youre wondering mamita, I havent had any health problems. I feel great, look great, poop great, life is great.
SO here are some stories.
Our fourth day in, they thought theyd reward us for being good, so they said theyd gave us helado!!! ayyaaaa por helado!! (ice cream). Everyone ran to the cafeteria, only to find they broke the key to the freezer. No helado for us. All we had was a broken key, and broken hearts.
One Elder randomly left to talk to the president for 2 hours. Then he said goodbye. And we never saw him again. hmm.
We went to town today. I bought a llama tie.
Ya, I don´t have that many great stories.
The hardest part of my week was my companion. I had heard the rumors about crappy companions, but I never thought I´d get stuck with one. He´s super disobedient, and always does whatever he wants. And then he gets upset when people don´t like him or talk to him. He´s super opinionated and is always telling nasty high school jokes even after I tell him not to. He talks forever too. He´s like the thing that wouldn´t shut up. Just kidding. In the end, I know he still has a heart of gold and cares deeply for people. He´s really hilarious when he tries not to impress people. He lacks alot of faith, but I think he´ll come around eventually. Halfway through the week I prayed 3 times as much and hard for help with obedience on both of our parts. I began to be 10 times as obedient, and my efforts payed off. The last few days went much better, and I could actually feel the Sprit.
Oh I forgot! Danget!!! I started making a quote book for him hahaha. When he talks to himself or girls, he says the stupidest things that are hilarious!! Well, at least to me. I´ll share some of his quotes next week when I remember my book. I already have 4 pages lol. Here´s one I remember:
"The ladies be like daang Elder Andrew why can´t I date you? I´m like sorry ladies, I´m taken by the Lord." -Elder Andrew
Maybe it´s just me haha but I think his quotes are funny. That whole rumor about that your future wife has a trait from everyone of your campanions? All lies. I could never marry someone like my companion. Unless he can cook. I dont know yet, but Ill accept that one.
Welp, thank you all who read this. I´m finished now. Go back to your normal boring lives. And thank you for those who wrote me, Im going to write you next, hopefully I dont run out of time!! Ill also upload pictures.
I seriously miss all of you. Coming out here, the biggest sacrifice was leaving you guys behind. I love you. Have a nice life.
Dear family,Life is great isn`t it?!Dad - Ward Mission Leader eh? I think that`s perfect and just in time for me to come home jeje, I`m fired up still with some great new ideasMom - I`ll be there to help soonSo it`s weird that Ryan just left and I won`t see him for 4 years just like Cameron. (It was only a year and a half difference between Marissa and I).I picked up my kid and my last companion Wednesday. His name is Elder Ortiz from Guatemala (Guatebuena o Guatepeor, he`s heard all the jokes). He`s really awesome and a fireball! He`s the perfect companion to end with. I taught many of my teaching styles (even the ones that I`m learning right now) and he`s implemented them all in action. We teach very good together and he`s a good friend. He`s very mature for a new missionary and has already made a great impression on the members. We set a goal of 20 baptisms before I leave! We also a set a goal of breaking some mission records. I just love the faith of new missionaries, they give a fresh new look at many things.I just now realized this week a question that I`ve always had. ``Why do disobedient missionaries have more success or in other words baptisms than the obedient ones?´´ Doesn`t being obedient bring miracles? This is what I learned: Just like D&C 130:20-21 says, when we are obedient to the laws, we recieve blessings, because not a single blessing comes upon something without first being obedient. So why do disobedient missionaries recieve some blessings. It`s because they are obedient, at least to one thing: The principle or law of baptizing. They may not work as hard or obey all the mission rules, but they do obey the law to baptizing, that is finding, teaching to committment, working with members, being friends with their investigators, and doing other effective things. Surely, they will not recieve the blessings of obeying the mission guidelines (and they are many blessings or miracles for that!), but... For example, it`s like mowing the lawn. Someone could get up early and work diligently all day cutting the grass, being obedient to those rules, but they are cutting the grass with scissors. On the other hand, the other person is lazy, does it for one hour taking breaks in between, but uses a lawn mower. Which will cut more grass? The lawn Mower. I`m not supporting disobedient behavior in any way, just think if that first person was using a lawn mower. Miracles would happen!So this past week and the next week, I can finally and have implemented many ideas into our finding, teaching, working with members, and baptizing in order to be more effective! For example with the members. We eat lunch with them every Saturday and Sunday. Many missionaries just eat and then leave. That`s wrong. What we did this past week which resulted in 10+ referrals from one visit was this: 1. First we talked to them during lunch and basically made friends with them 2. Taught them a cool, spiritual lesson. We talked about love for those around us and cherishing the moments that matter. 3. Then we ``played a game with them´´. They were to think of all the people around them (without committing them to anything); family, friends, neighbors, work-people, school-people, etc. and write their names down on a paper while we sung a hymn. 4. We finished singing, and they finished writing. 5. We made them put a star next to the family names and double stars around the people who weren`t members. We didn`t even have to ask them for referrals, they just started giving us their names and addresses to contact them. El amor del Salvador abarca todo. More to come on other ideas the next week.As I`m coming to an end, I just hope I learned enough to help me in my life. There`s a ton of things I lack and I`m not perfect. I just don`t talk about nor focus on those things. This sometimes gives people the wrong idea about me. So I just hope I`ve made a good balance in my mission (and soon to be life) between being chill, fun and being the representative of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ that I am.-Elder Walker