FAMILIA!
This week was
amazing.
Last Monday we went
to Catacaos aka the city of art.... I seriously love going there. Some of the
stuff they have absolutely blows my mind. AND ITS CHEAP.
So last Sunday we
saw a man on the street hauling dirt into his house to fill a hole so we
offered to help him.... It turns out his name is Roberto and he’s a member of
the church... he hasn’t come to church in 12 years. Anyways, it was Sunday
so we came back to help him on Tuesday morning. We started about 8 am and ended
around 2 pm. I was exhausted when we ended and all I wanted to do was sleep,
but nahhhhhhhh WE’RE MACHINES so we took a shower and went right back out to
work. We returned on Thursday to help
some more and the best part is that he and his wife, Lesly, came to church this
Sunday! First time in 12 years!! MIRACLE!
Wednesday - Hector.
He’s a new investigator we found last week and last week we left him 2 Nephi 31
to read. As we came back, we asked him how it went and he says, "it talks
about baptism"..... there was another long pause and he says "I
believe it’s true". The spirit hit like a rock and we invited him to
be baptized. He accepted the invitation for March 12th. MIRACLE.
We saw another miracle
in Juan. The first visit we had with him, it was almost as if he didn’t want
anything to do with us. My companion and I were debating if we should return or
not, and we felt impressed that we should. Later Wednesday night we stopped by
his house, and he was completely different. He welcomed us with a smile, and let us in his
house. He had a new light to him, a beam. We had an awesome lesson with him and
told him that we would pick him up at 8 AM for church on Sunday. We
knocked on his door at 8:01 AM and he opened in all ready to walk out the door
to go to church with his backpack and everything. He was on time which is UNHEARD
OF here in Peru. Anyways, he reminds me a lot of dad... same personality. He’s
got 8 kids too.... WOW.
Thursday, oh my
gosh. Thursday we cleaned the market in
Catacaos. The worst part, my comp and I were assigned the FREAKING FISH MARKET! Like HOW UNLUCKY CAN SOMEONE GET??? I cannot
describe to you how GROSS a Peruvian fish market it is.... I about died.
A dead human being rotting for 3 months does not compare to the smell of
that place. Anyways, our job was to clean up all the guts and blood that was on
the floor. I’ll send pics. :) On the bright side, they gave us bread and
tortillas. Haha! It’s super funny because they call a fried egg a tortilla here?
Friday we had the
opportunity to dedicate a home for a family. Apparently they’ve been
having weird feelings in their house and it just didn’t feel right so they gave
us a call so we could come and dedicate it. They asked me if I would say
the prayer and of course I was happy to do it :) The spirit was powerful.
Saturday night I
saw one of the biggest miracles of my entire life. There’s a man named
Robasspier that is in our ward. He has a mission call to Bolivia and he’s
leaving on Tuesday - tomorrow. Anyways, he and his mom didn’t have the money
necessary to pay for the mission and they were almost thinking about rejecting
his mission call. He wanted to serve a mission so bad that they ended up
selling absolutely everything that they owned, just so that they would have
enough money. When everything was gone and sold, they were still lacking
about 200 soles or 60 bucks. Saturday night we found him sitting on the corner
of his house crying because he had worked so hard to make up the money and it
just wasn’t enough. We helped him out as much as we could, and went to bed that
night praying and fasting as hard as we could for him. The next day at
church he comes up to us with the biggest smile on his face, and says "I’M
GOING ON THE MISSION we got the money, and I’m leaving Tuesday!!!"
He was so happy, I
wish you could have seen him. Sunday he bore his last testimony at church and
it brought tears to my eyes.... he reminded me so much of me when I was starting
my mission.... oh how I wish I could have 2 more years to be a
missionary...
It truly has been
the best time of my life, I never want to come home. (Well, just to see
you guys for a minute then I’ll come back to Peru) :)
I love you guys,
thanks for all the love and support.
-Elder Harris
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