Well fam, Its oficial, 6 more weeks with E. Torralba here in Valle De Tules. The next change wont be until March 22nd. I am pretty excited though. Now that I have gotten E. T. to get rid of all of his stuff (cell phone, movies, etc.) we have been able to focus even more as a companionship on why we are really here. We didn’t quite have the success that we wanted this week, but we were able to find a couple really awesome nuevos. We have been walking a ton though lately, climbing up to the very tips of the mountains basically, just to find inactive members. (Oh and mom im wearing the insert things from Dr. Ray, not because I need them, but because the soles of my shoes broke, I haven’t felt that much of a difference, but at least you can feel at peace that im weaing them) Anyways, most of the families just say that its too big of a sacrifice to walk to the church every Sunday and its sad to see the familias miss out on blessings, but all we can do is invite. That’s about it on the mission stuff. I am sure you want to here some awesome stories tho right?!
First of all, Mom, don’t freak out, it wasn’t that big of a deal, and my area is really really really safe ok! : ) Having that in mind ill start my story. Ok so Tuesday we were searching for these inactive families on top of this mountain and we get to this house with some guy (really drunk) screaming at his wife/girlfriend) We were like uh, what do we do. She was all scared that he was going to hit here and stuff and she saw us and ran outside and started asking us for help. So the drunk (his name is Daniel) came outside and changed his attitude real fast, yelling, ¨Gringooo, wat ah u doin¨ He had a big smile on his face and came over to shake my hand. He was trying to talk in English, but it was pretty hard to understand, (it sounded like when mom tries to speak Spanish…..completely impossible to understand) He was really happy and was asking me why im here and I think he totally forgot that his wife was even there. Anyways we were telling him how he shouldn’t drink and how he needs to be a good husband and all that. It was a great conversation, let me tell ya. Anyways we started walking away and he yelled. ¨Gringoooo I need u money¨ He began to walk quickly behind us. We stopped and we told him that we didn’t have anything. I think I had like 50 pesos in my pocket which is like 5 bucks. He started to bear hug me and was checking my back pockets and my companion was freaking out. He was a bigger guy (for a Mexican) and I started to get a lil nervous as well. He started to get more and more mad with his arms still tight around my waist. I didn’t really know what to do. I started pushing him off a lil, but he wouldn’t let go of me so I didn’t really have many choices. I put my foot behind his leg and shoved him as hard as I could and he fell straight on his back. My comp was yelling (vamanos, vamanos….lets go) and so we took off down the mountain. Luckily the drunk guy could hardly get up and could barely walk straight so it was pretty easy to get away. But it was definitely 5 minutes of intense action for a missionary. Our mission Pres. Always tells us not to fight back if people try to rob us and stuff like that, but I didn’t have much of a choice. He wouldn’t let go of me. So yea, that was pretty sweet.
What else exciting happened this week. Oh Elder Allen and I (Elder Allen is in the next area closest to mine and his ward meets in the same church as we do) started English classes and we had a pretty good turn out. We have them every Friday at 6 and it’s the second week that we have had the class. We had like 20 people come this last week and 8 of them weren’t members of the church, pretty tight. We got 3 of them to come to church this last week as well so it’s a pretty good way to find people so far.
As for the birthday package, I don’t really need anything special, just like ties, like I had mentioned. All the members always ask if I will give them ties when I leave the area and I only have like 15 ties. I should have brought more. I need like 50 haha.
Oh another crazy thing happened yesterday at Church. One of the people that was supposed to give a talk didn’t show up. So when the Bishop was announcing the people to give the talks he finished with, ¨Y si Elder Heap nos puede ayudar con un discurso para terminar antes del Ultimo Himno ¨ a.k.a. He asked me to speak which I was not prepared to do. Keep in mind he asked me from the pulpit AFTER The Sacament. My companion just smiled and said Buena suerte (good luck) I was praying so hard that I would know what to say. I hate speaking in front of lots of people. So yea I prayed for the next 15 minutes and My Heavenly Father definitely answered my prayers! Luckily for me, the 2 other speakers went way over time and I didn’t have to speak! Yeeeeeah! I was very relieved. I think as a missionary I have learned about the power of prayer more than anything. Everything I ask my Heavenly Father for, happens. It is pretty awesome actually. I mean I had always said my prayers before the mission, but I had never really learned the importance or the powerfulness of praying. As a missionary, if you don’t have prayers, you don’t have anything! I am so thankful for my Father in Heaven and the opportunity I have to pray all day everyday and communicate with Him.
That’s it for this week, I love you all and I hope everyone has a great Valentines Day (can you believe, its already February…..LOCO) I love you all very much, thanks for the love and support!
Con amor,
Elder Heap
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