Hey Yall,
Yeah, so this has been quite the week. I have to tell you that I am being taken care of by the higher power for sure. There´s no denying it. There is a lot that I´ve learned over the past few days; some things funny and some things meaningful.
Starting with something funny, I am convinced that there is a Chilean Equivalent for every person I know. The Chilean Equivalent this week is exactly like my good friend Mabel Draper. Yesterday we met the sister of a member family named Lesli. She looks, sounds, and acts exactly like Mabel. It´s uncanny, really. I´ll get a picture to compare if I can.
Something else funny I learned yesterday. You know that stuff called fry sauce that supposedly exists in Utah? We made it last night at an investigators house. Here they call it ´Sausa Americana´. Angelica, the lady that is investigating, started to put ketchup in a bowl and I thought, “that's funny. It looks like she´s going to make fry sauce.” and then she did. Miracles happen, that´s for sure. Now I know that Utah is a bubble that bursts at times. :)
What I discovered that I don´t like this week has to do with TV. Everyone here in Chile watches ´telenovelas´ or what we know as soap operas. They play on the TV all day every day and it seems like every time we enter a house somebody is watching one. I don´t like it in the least bit.
I´ve learned to follow the spirit more this week, too. We went to one house to visit a new investigator and she wasn´t there, but her neighbor was standing on the front porch. The spirit said to talk to her, so we did. Not only did we find out a whole bunch about the person we were going to visit, we found out this lady next door is a member and she hasn´t been to church in years but actively participates with the relief society. That´s how the spirit works at times, my friends.
We also traveled to Quilaco this week and I have to tell you that I am surprised. There is a town smaller than Santa Barbara. Santa Barbara is comparable to Logan, and Quilaco is comparable to Hyrum, I think. Anyway, there is a new member family that moved into Quilaco and we went to visit them with one of the other members in that small pueblo. They are very nice people that moved here from Santiago about a month ago but just barely came to church yesterday. I love Quilaco, mostly because of the walk to get there. It´s located about 2 miles outside of Santa Barbara, across a river and through the middle of nowhere (not to grandmother´s house, that´s for sure). I actually shouted, “I´m in the middle of nowhere” as we were walking there for the first time. It was a grand time.
This week´s amazing experience is the story of Gustavo. He is an old man that lives in Santa Barbara that we´re getting to know piece by piece because his baptismal record was lost. Therefore, we´re going around to the other missionaries, members and records to find out his life story because he doesn´t remember a whole lot. Did I mention he´s 81 years old? Well, he lives in what we would call an old folk´s home, but it´s not really. Zoralia, a lady here, takes in old guys to take care of them in their old age. She and her mom cook for them, care for them and relate all that they can to those who need their info. So, we´ve slowly discovered that Gustavo was born here in Santa Barbara in 1930 and we´ve seen some of the pictures of his youth. We love it here.
Yeah, that´s about it for us here in Santa Barbara. I have a testimony that can´t be broken of the power of prayer. Say your prayers everywhere, every day. I promise you will start to see the blessings in your life.
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