April 20, 2016
Love the fam more than smores! Elder Bouwhuis and I for our last night tipped over an old rusted out grill, the upstairs neighbors had, and we made ourselves a sweet little fire. I forgot how sticky marshmallows are, but after flooding our house with smoke from burning old clothes/blankets/water damaged pamphlets etc. we felt like we were in the states for a little while.
Love the fam more than smores! Elder Bouwhuis and I for our last night tipped over an old rusted out grill, the upstairs neighbors had, and we made ourselves a sweet little fire. I forgot how sticky marshmallows are, but after flooding our house with smoke from burning old clothes/blankets/water damaged pamphlets etc. we felt like we were in the states for a little while.
Yep so today was transfers, and I left. We saw it coming because
I had been there for three transfers and just finished training, never the less
it was sad leaving my campo.
The first part of the week was interesting:
Thursday morning we spent the morning cleaning out the baptismal
fount and preparing for the baptism. It was super stressful and a little
frustrating, trying to figure out who could come and give talks and such since
the baptism hadn’t been announced in church. It was
crazy especially considering the fact there was a temple trip on Saturday so we
had the baptism on Friday. Elder Hola and Elder Green came over to our area for
the interview with Cristopfer. The three of us waited in the family room
talking and having a good time, while Elder Hola and Cristopfer had the
interview. Cristopfer was ready so we celebrated with popcorn!
Elder Hola and Elder Green were acting strange which I didn’t really
think to much about till later....
Friday we filled the font up and spent a good amount of time
reminding people that the baptism was that day and everything. I think we
invited every less active, investigator, member and investigator we knew.
Cristopfer and his dad German, showed up first and we talked to them about it
all. Later, our mission leader and his brother and dad who are part of the
presidency came. The branch president couldn’t make it
because he lives out in Licey, which was having problem with some civil
uneasiness type of stuff. Not many people could actually make it, but it turned
out really well! I gave a little talk and used clorox to make some soda turn
clear, to represent baptism. German baptized his son and while he lifted
Cristopfer up out of the water they almost fell down. They were laughing and it
was great. We ate cookies and drank soda while listening to Paul Cardall
postlude music.
The next few days felt strange since we had just gotten a
baptism and it was strange to think that we finally got Cristopfer baptized. We
had a great lesson with the new investigator Cristofer (a different one) who is
really interested and willing to investigate. I’m sometimes
amazed when I see people that are open without needing to much nudging towards
the gospel. In church, Cristopfer came and was confirmed and was sustained as a
member of the church. The branch needs the excitement, so I thought it was
really great. From that point, I kind of warned people I was probably leaving.
Pedro and Gishayley our investigators finally had time to share again! He is
really sincere and a smart guy which gives me a lot of hope. Sometimes people
can't really grasp some concepts, mostly due to our Spanish I think, but he
does well. I can see him getting baptized, yet it’s been
hard, since he works a lot. Sunday night we passed by less active Delma and
while we were there we got a call from president on our cellphone. Elder
Bouwhuis didn’t check the caller i.d. so he answered and asked who it
was and suddenly his eyes got wide when he realized it was president. I was
feeling a little relieved as they chatted, thinking I was safe from something
crazy, when I got handed the phone. I am now a district leader. I was and still
am really nervous but it will go great.
So the mission has like a network of information, as soon as
something new and interesting happens, the whole mission seems to know
immediately. Elder Dickson my second companion called me to see if i knew
anything about transfers. Little did we know but our District Leader, Elder Hola,
got called to be the new assistant to the president.
My favorite food in the mission "Mangu" |
Monday and Tuesday were crazy days with a district leader in
training to be an assistant and just the nerves of transfers. I said goodbye to
everyone I could and printed out picture for Cristopfer. I finally found out
about transfers on Tuesday. At the zone meeting they announced it all and we
took pictures.
My new area is Buenos Aires in the north part of Santiago. My
companion is named Elder Markham who is an interesting but great guy, we should
get along great. The new area supposedly is great and has amazing members.
Elder Bouwhuis got the dream with a Puerto Rican step dad who also speaks great
English. His comp will be finishing the mission this transfer so he is thinking
he might be there for a while.
My companion as we are walking the streets of Tamboril |
Transfers were nuts with figuring out taxis but on the Brightside
I know more about using a taxi.
This week I was thinking a lot about a few things. I love
thinking about the story of Christ walking on water as us in this life. Using
the words of Elder Holland, we often are frightened by the help Christ offers
us and in our moments of despair we shrink away from help thinking it is a
challenge even harder. Also we cannot be found in the arms of the savior if we
will not get out of the boat and draw close to him. Peter may have started to
think but of the twelve he was the one embraced by the savior. On my last day
in Tamboril we passed by a family, bouwhuis following promptings like a stud,
who lived pretty far away. At the house I could tell something was up and then
found out. The husband had packed up and left. I was amazed at the faith of the
sister as she had gone to the temple on Saturday and was moving forward trying
to take care of the three sons. We gave her a blessing and I couldnt help but
crying. I felt the saviors love so strong. Never stop trying because he will
never quit on you.
La vida pasa pero nunca cesa el amor de Cristo. Cuando no hay
nada mas que hacer, al punto de hundirse, ruega por el que salva. El
vive.
Life happens but never
ceases love of Christ. When there is nothing else to do, to the point of
sinking, pray for the saving. He lives.
Love Elder Sheffield
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