Yes
I´m pretty sure I will be transferred. A bunch of people have told me. I don´t
know where though. Saturday we will find out.
No
you don´t need to do anything to help with the week of consecration because it´s already over. maybe the longest week of my whole mission.
The
castle was pretty cool I guess. There´s really only one castle and one old
church. the rest is pretty [run down].
On Monday as we were going to the castle. we were wearing normal clothes, and we were walking onto the train and some lady just walks by us saying "church, the church" (in english) so we look over and she just walks by as she pulls down her shirt and flashes us. it was the weirdest thing. I don´t know how she could have identified us as missionaries.
But
the rest of the week was really hard. It seemed like everyone hated us and no
one wanted to talk to us. But tuesday we met with a girl we talked to in an
elevator. She´s an evangelist and is the craziest person I´ve ever met. We
couldn´t go in to her apartment because we didn´t have another male present, so
we ast outside of her door on chairs. But she told us that she gets taken up to
the heavens often and talks with prophets and casts out demons on her banjo.
then she said she wasn´t surprised that we wouldn´t go into her apartment
because her apartment is holy and unholy things physically cannot pass without
being burnt. that made me mad, because we were just trying to follow a rule. so
i had to assure her that we could have gone in if we really wanted to. but then
after i prayed she said there was an angel right next to me confirming my words
so that was pretty cool.
later
that night after we got stood up at a lesson, we decided to go by the soccer
court where a bunch of members play on tuesday nights. we were looking for an
investigator but he wasnt there. we were about to leave when we saw one of our
members, who´s an old man, had collapsed against the wall of the court and had
passed out. everyone ran over, and luckily we were there and had oil. he
regained his consciousness and we gave him a blessing. the ambulance came after
about 20 minutes. luckily a young girl who was studying nursing saw him fall
from her window and ran down and helped us a lot. It turned out to be a loss of
blood pressure or something like that. but he´s the strongest member i´ve met
on my whole mission so i´m glad he didn't die!
The
rest of the week was really boring. Full of people being rude to us. At one
point I contacted 8 people in a row without a single one of them stopping to
talk. they just waved their hands and kept walking. It was laughable. I LOVE
SPANIARDS!!! O yeah, speaking of that, we ate with the bishop the other day and
he asked why all the people being baptized in spain are south americans and
nigerians. It´s frustrating because the ward
council gets mad at us because we don´t baptize "normal spanish
families", but if they want certain... people, they need to introduce
them to the gospel and us. A "normal spanish family" [may not] let
two random young americans into their home -- without a referral.
That
was pretty much it. Nothing more exciting happened.
Love
ya
Calvin
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