Hey!
So this week wasn't as boring. All our appointments fell through again, like literally all of them. But we kinda made some other ones happen.
So we haven't been able to get in touch with our investigator Renee, who we met and taught by the beach the last week, but on like Wednesday, Varguez suggested we go back to that place to see if he was there. So we went and he wasn't so he's like let's bounce. But I was like hold up, there's waves out. I'm gonna sit on this rock and look at them for a while. So we sat there for like twenty minutes until I was ready to go, but then. There were a bunch of fish jumping in the water. So we sat for another twenty minutes throwing rocks at them and what not until we heard a whistle and looked and there was Renee! So stoked. So we taught him again...same place under a little palm tree and it was sick. He called us today and we're gonna meet him there later today.
| Panama Vieja Swell |
| Caught this with my hands |
| Pic I snuck of Renee |
We also have a new investigator named Yolanda. We contacted her out in front of her house and visited her the next day. She told us she believes in everything. Like whatever we're gonna tell her is already true. So we're like okay this is weird, but we taught her and she loves it. Doesn't even need to read the Book of Mormon to know if it's true but we got her to do it anyway. Nice lady.
On Thursday, Franybeck and Carlos invited us to dinner for her birthday. They've had a friend from Venezuela, Ferreino, staying with them for the last 3 months and his family just got here, wife and two kids. So now there's nine of them staying in their tiny two room apartment, until like September. And they invited all their other Venezuelan friends over so there were like 25 of us in there eating tacos and cake. They made me sing happy birthday in english alone. That was embarressing. But then they sang it how they do it in Venezuela which is five minutes as long and involves lots of yelling and banging on tables. I think Venezuelans are crazier than Panamanians.
| Frannybecks Birthday |
Saturday was a good day. We got to the area after dropping off keys at the office Young forgot, and a slightly drunk guy sitting in his car blasting 50´s music out in front of a chino waved us over. He handed us $10 and said to go inside and buy gatorades for ourselves. So wer'e like thanks dude and bought them then bounced. Next 4 appointments fell through so we sat to watch some kids play soccer and we get a call from a guy we quickly contacted on the street two days before. He said he was making lunch and asked if we wanted to come over in like an hour to eat. Best call I've ever recieved. So we went and it was delicious. His name is Verne, and he's from Colombia, moved to Venezuela when he was 18, then to an island off of Ireland for 10 years, back to Venezuela, now Panama for a year, and he's trying to get to Canada. He was stoked about everything we taught him and was super down to read the Libro. His woman, not wife, was not so nice. She basically refused to understand what we said and got mad and left, but very nicely said we were always welcome. Weird, but I think he´ll at least get baptised.
To answer your questions, the bed bugs in my mattress are gone, not the others, my rash is almost gone, companion's still wick, wards doing a little better, still hot as freak every day, and yesterday I got the Kuna kids to church! So everythings going well.
Love you,
Elder Green
No comments:
Post a Comment