Well I really don't know where to start. I have had a lot of spiritual experiences this last week, but at the same time I feel like I have been dumped on. To start off, right now there are a few reasons for why I am writing so late.
One, my companion is sick. Two, I have only one Zone Leader right now and he does kind of what ever he wants to do. That's why I am getting back to my area so late.
Last week I didn't write because we got lost. ha ha ha Yes, we got lost. There are two roads to get to the area and we decided to explore the second to see if it was faster. Well, 2 towns later and about 3 hours in a bus and asking for directions, we made it to our first appointment. I laugh at the experience. Won't forget that one. Turns out that the route is not faster.
Yes, I got the shirts. Thank you so much. My zone got the candy and I kept the Cliff Bars. Oh, yes, they were good! "Oh, it's been a long time!" I just said as I ate them very slowly and carefully.
In the branch we organized the first Visiting Teaching routes/visits in probably a long, long time. We did that Sunday and also met a new family of investigadors who are good friends with the branch president. They want to take us to the border of El Salvador and Honduras, which is still in my area. If we can go, I'll take pictures and send them to you guys. The work is starting to turn around again. This is good news!
I don't know how I should feel right now. I want to come home, but I don't. I will miss this country a lot and there are a lot of things I will miss: people, fruits, foods, places, companions... everything basically. I wouldn't mind having a house here in a few years. The only problem is the economy and the fact that life has to continue. I guess these are just signs of that I am "baggy". At the same time, I feel like I am leaving behind a legacy.
Well, I need to go. I am sorry to have to be so short this p-day but I have to buy food and wash clothes by hand and do other fun stuff around the house.
Love you all,
Elder Proksch
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