Week 51: Blueberries, Cows, and a New Year

 ¡Feliz año nuevo! I hope you're doing well!


When I got food poisoning the only thing that sounded good to me was fresh fruit, so I asked Hermana Gladis dor some more fruit. Now I get all the fruit I want! She's given us apples, peaches, bananas, pears, lots and lots of grapes, and most surprisingly, blueberries! I think I've had more blueberries in the past few weeks than I've had in my whole life. I guess it's because my comp doesn't like them so I always eat his too. They're still expensive down here but she keeps giving them to us and I'm not complaining.

We had interviews with Presidente Hiatt on Wednesday and got to talk with Hermana Hiatt a little bit too. This week we did a lot of work with the ward member list. We have a list of all members, actives and inactives, so we got to each of their houses to confirm that they live there, see how they're doing, and set up home evenings with them. A lot of the time we'll end up finding relatives or friends who aren't members and that gives us a chance to share a message and find new people to teach. We still knock doors and contact in the street, but this is something we've been doing a lot recently. We had some success with it recently and I hope we can start to see the fruits of our efforts soon. On Thursday I went on exchanges with Indoamerica. Elder Huaman came to Pueblo Libre with me and we did a little finding and I shared with him a little of my knowledge. We finished after the consejo de distrito on Friday, which I put a lot more effort into planning so it turned out so much better than the other ones.

On Friday we were completely full on lessons so we had to skip dinner and a few other things we were planning to do, but it was still good. You know you're working when you're exhausted. But that night we got to go over to the stake center to stand around for the stake New Years activity, which lasted until 5 am. (Because you can't do it on the Sabbath day.) With more restrictions about meeting with other missionaries you kind of have to take every chance you can. Got to talk with a few other elders from the zone so that was fun.

New Year's Eve. We were told that we had to be back in our apartment by 7 and that we'd have another movie night. We taught what lessons we could and were given a little too much paneton by people, which is not good for me because the sight and smell of it now makes me want to throw up. We got a call from the Elderes en Esperanza that they had a problem. I was going to give an interview to a child they had a baptism for that night, but the room with the baptismal font for some reason was being used by another ward, La Victoria, for a funeral. The casket and all were already in there so they couldn't really move it. I offered to use our chapel in Pueblo Libre, so I quickly called the bishop and told him the problem. We rushed to the other side of our area to grab the keys (because we had to start filling the font and we had very little time) and got in a moto back to the chapel. That's when we got another call from the elders saying that the mom of the girl didn't like the idea and pushed the baptism back to next week -_- That's probably better but it took my proselytizing time.

I bought some peach juice to drink during the movie night. We watched two more episodes of the Chosen, which was awesome. Afterwards I listened to a Hank Smith talk and some of the Living Scripture music I downloaded while I waited for midnight. Elder Ochoa and I went to the roof about 5 minutes before 12. There are no firework restrictions here so everybody had their own and it kind of looked like a warzone. They were going off in every direction and for what seemed like forever. It was normal to look down and just see a bunch of random fires on the ground too. The people right next door set off their own huge fire works so a bunch of the firework bits that get blown off were hitting us left and right. After that we went to bed and luckily my tiredness and ear plugs were able to beat the partying and sound. 

Sunday was normal, although I ended up shaking the hands of a few too many drunk people. We walked over our whole area to remind people to come to church. Lots said yes but didn't end up coming. (Sad but normal.) But our friend Javier who we met by knocking on doors on Christmas Eve came. Hopefully we can help him to progress some more.

Today for pday we went to the mall to pull money and buy things. We went over with Elder Sánchez and Elder Strock because they didn't have any money. We got an adapter so I don't have to give up mine for the fridge anymore. Got some KFC for lunch and got to see all the missionaries from the other zones that I've been missing, like Elder Gerber, Elder Siggard, and Elder Wride. I guess it'll be too much of a hastle to try to put restrictions on how we meet and group off at the mall because I'm pretty sure what we do there is the exact reason we don't do zone pdays anymore.

There were a few funny things I saw this week. I saw a guy driving a flatbed truck that just had 3 large cows standing in the back. Just a flatbed truck with little railing and driving 3 cows over a bumpy dirt road. On New Year's Eve a moth got into our apartment. I finished eating a small bagbof Pirate's Booty that my mom had sent me and the moth flew directly into the bag. So I just twisted it shut and threw it in the garbage. And just like that we fixed the moth problem.

That's my week! I hope you had a great new years and are just as excited as I am to improve things in my life and make 2023 absolutely fantastic!

Elder Jensen

1. At the mall
2/3/4. Photos from the Christmas party with President
5. Winnie the Pooh is dead
6. Consejo de distrito








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