Well I guess the big news this week is... we got a new
fridge. It's much bigger, much colder, and much appreciated.
The other news would be that I have a new companion. I am still in Los Andes, but I have a new companion, Elder Glazner.
The other night, we found a cockroach in the house. We expelled it from the house, to find about eight more outside of our house. We searched them out in the backyard for quite a while to get rid of all of them. Then we had an invasion of ants that ate the dead cockroaches. By the next morning, there were only a couple coackroach shells. Pretty exciting right?
Also, yesterday during the sacrament, a baby that was something like one and a half years puked. It sounded like someone dumped a pitcher of water on the tile floor. It was quite exciting, and several people almost had to leave the chapel because of the smell. I was at the piano, and couldn't quite see it or smell it. But I sure heard it.
On a more spiritual note, the Aburto Family came to church yesterday for the first time other than the baptism. They also brought one of the neighbor boys with them. Afterwards, they told several members they would be there next week, too. It was fast and testimony meeting. Something happened that I don't think I've ever seen before. Only men were bearing their testimonies. They were really great testimonies, but I was starting to worry that the mom of the family was going to feel uncomfortable and think that women were not allowed to speak at the pulpit, as no woman had spoken during the whole meeting. Maybe I was just being silly, but I prayed and asked Heavenly Father to touch the heart of some woman so that she would feel the need to get up and bear her testimony. When the man who was speaking finished his testimony, three women basically jumped out of their chairs to share their testimonies.
This is one of the many examples of answered prayers I've had this week. One of our other investigators was really happy that her daughter (14 years old), of her own free will and choice, was starting to listen to us. She really wanted her son to listen (about 10 or 11 years old), but he was disinterested. She asked us what se could do, and we told her the only thing we could do was pray. So together we prayed that God would touch his heart in some way so that he would feel the desire to listen to us. Two days later, my new companion arrived, and her son has been joining us ever since, participating actively, and is excitedly reading the Book of Mormon. Not only was it a testimony to me that God answers prayers, but to her as well. She knows with certainty that God answers prayers.
We were teaching an investigator, who felt a weight in her heart when she would try to pray. She was very frustrated and confused. I felt prompted strongly to ask her a specific question, explain something, and share a personal experience with her. Afterwards, she told us that night she started praying, and she felt her cargo just leave her.
Sé que la expiación de Jesucristo es algo tangible. Como seres humanos no lo podemos entender completamente. Pero lo he visto en las vidas de investigadores, obrando en ellos. Lo he sentido en mi propia vida. Jesús vive. Él es el Hijo del Dios viviente. Dios nos habla. Sus palabras jamás cesarán.
Cuídense
Elder Garrett
The other news would be that I have a new companion. I am still in Los Andes, but I have a new companion, Elder Glazner.
The other night, we found a cockroach in the house. We expelled it from the house, to find about eight more outside of our house. We searched them out in the backyard for quite a while to get rid of all of them. Then we had an invasion of ants that ate the dead cockroaches. By the next morning, there were only a couple coackroach shells. Pretty exciting right?
Also, yesterday during the sacrament, a baby that was something like one and a half years puked. It sounded like someone dumped a pitcher of water on the tile floor. It was quite exciting, and several people almost had to leave the chapel because of the smell. I was at the piano, and couldn't quite see it or smell it. But I sure heard it.
On a more spiritual note, the Aburto Family came to church yesterday for the first time other than the baptism. They also brought one of the neighbor boys with them. Afterwards, they told several members they would be there next week, too. It was fast and testimony meeting. Something happened that I don't think I've ever seen before. Only men were bearing their testimonies. They were really great testimonies, but I was starting to worry that the mom of the family was going to feel uncomfortable and think that women were not allowed to speak at the pulpit, as no woman had spoken during the whole meeting. Maybe I was just being silly, but I prayed and asked Heavenly Father to touch the heart of some woman so that she would feel the need to get up and bear her testimony. When the man who was speaking finished his testimony, three women basically jumped out of their chairs to share their testimonies.
This is one of the many examples of answered prayers I've had this week. One of our other investigators was really happy that her daughter (14 years old), of her own free will and choice, was starting to listen to us. She really wanted her son to listen (about 10 or 11 years old), but he was disinterested. She asked us what se could do, and we told her the only thing we could do was pray. So together we prayed that God would touch his heart in some way so that he would feel the desire to listen to us. Two days later, my new companion arrived, and her son has been joining us ever since, participating actively, and is excitedly reading the Book of Mormon. Not only was it a testimony to me that God answers prayers, but to her as well. She knows with certainty that God answers prayers.
We were teaching an investigator, who felt a weight in her heart when she would try to pray. She was very frustrated and confused. I felt prompted strongly to ask her a specific question, explain something, and share a personal experience with her. Afterwards, she told us that night she started praying, and she felt her cargo just leave her.
Sé que la expiación de Jesucristo es algo tangible. Como seres humanos no lo podemos entender completamente. Pero lo he visto en las vidas de investigadores, obrando en ellos. Lo he sentido en mi propia vida. Jesús vive. Él es el Hijo del Dios viviente. Dios nos habla. Sus palabras jamás cesarán.
Cuídense
Elder Garrett
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