Hey Fam.
SOOOO this week was probably the hardest week I've had. I felt alone because literally, no one speaks english and my ears haven't adjusted to the language but I put my full trust in the Lord that he would guide and direct me and we did see some miracles this week. Through the Savior, we can find a perfect love and comfort that cant be felt any other way. I thought i knew spanish by the end of six weeks but it's a completely different world out here hahaha. But i have to keep reminding myself its impossible to be fluent in 7 weeks.
This week has some pretty sweet experiences.
Monday we taught Hermano Rafa. he's like 35 years old and fixed lamborghinis and porches in the states, but lost it all due to drugs and alcohol. he was baptized in the church but is a raging alcoholic. so we spent the night talking about fast cars and i showed him pictures of some of the cars at SEMA (shout out the mccarthurs!!!) and we got along really really well. Hes a really awesome guy with a bad addiction. After that we ran into a drunk guy (number 1 for the week) who literally couldnt stand in place. he took a step back and almost got hit by a car so we told him to sit on a curb and i gave him a pass along card ( missionary work at its finest) and told him to rest for a couple of minutes. we turned and started to walk away and i looked back and the old drunk guy was out of sight. hope hes okay.
Tuesday we were proselyting in the tippy tops of the mountains in Mexico city when i got a feeling to go to this door/ tin thingy. we clapped at the door and this guy answers and says come quick my mom is dying. Boy was he right. this lady looked like a bag of bones She was like coughing up blood and stuff so we said a prayer and Elder Aguilar gave her a blessing and she fell asleep a few minutes after ( sleep i hope). After a spiritual high we ran into a Jehovah witness who was super rude. Needless to say Elder Aguilar bible bashed him for 45 minutes and i just stood there because it was super heated.
Wednesday: we contacted Veronica who is the golden investigator. She's catholic but she was super receptive to the restoration and the Book of Mormon. BUT she lives with her family and her family does NOT like the mormons. so we gave her our number and hoped for the best. That night we were chowin down on tacos al pastor and we hear ELDERS ELDERS help me. we turn around and its ANOTHER drunk guy. But this one spoke literally perfect english. my mind was blown. he confessed how he worked illegally over the border on cars in Texas, and how hes a good christian but he has problems with alcohol so we had a good 30 minute conversation about the gospel and i got his contact info and we visit him next week! ahaha gotta love the drunk people
Thursday: well we ran into another drunk guy and he roasted the heck out of me. hahahaha it was super funny but i responded in spanish and his face went straight and he said "i love you brother" in english hahha. then he kept asking me to tell him that i loved him. so finally i told him that i loved him and we set up an appointment to meet the next week .
Friday: so it turns out that drunk people are the best people to contact hahahaha. We contacted Alejandro who is 46 years old and his mom is a member and he wants to be a member. We got his contact info and met with him on Saturday. crazy crazy.
Saturday: we knocked doors/shacks all day and it was a slowww day. we met with alejandro that night and that was such a cool experience. Alejandro lives with his mom who's like 93 years old in a cement box with a tin roof thats no joke 15 feet by 8 feet. When we walked in my lungs burned from the smoke. We taught about the Doctrine of Christ and Faith and he really desires to give up smoking so i hope he actually means it.
til next week
-elder broadhead
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