Hola, So this literally was the fastest week of my life. I feel it should be Wednesday or Thursday not Monday again. I think it just keeps going faster.
An Elder told me something that really made me think today. He said, “he has realized that in the mission their is a time and a place for everything. Most of the time it is to preach the gospel and contact like crazy and work your bum off and convert everybody. But he said, sometimes he has to put up with a comp that he is supposed to help.” I had been thinking about this subject for a while. Because I try to work really hard and contact everybody but sometimes it’s not good, because my comp is 10 feet in front of me and doesn’t stop when I contact someone, then i lose him and he has to stop and find me and he gets mad. But I need to find the happy medium of working as hard as I can but still get along with my comp. And so the past couple of weeks I decided that is the most important thing I need to do right now. And so I have been doing my best to serve him. Ben told me when I talked to him on the phone that if i would serve him that he would change. Honestly I didn’t believe that for a second, not at all. But I have been doing it and it works Ben, your a genius. He has slowly but surely been more obedient and we are getting along, we have comp study now in the morning now too. Things are getting a lot better every day, there are still some days that are really bad and hard, but mostly there is a dark to light difference.
Dad, I was thinking about those little signs we had up on all the furniture too, and how I tried learning online. And you’re right, I don’t think I remembered any of them when I entered the MTC: Maybe refrigerator because it’s basically the same. But I have been blessed so much. I realized yesterday how much I have been blessed when I contacted this 16 year old kid. We couldn’t find this house, we never found it actually. Houses are really messed up here and the numbering systems are awful, and some houses don’t have numbers because they build houses on top of one another or in some random shape and form and its confusing. But anyway I asked him where this house was and he didn’t know. So I was like okay that’s okay but we are missionaries, and the whole spiel. And I bore a short testimony about Jesus Christ and then gave him a proclamation to the world pamphlet and explained what it was and that a prophet and apostles of God wrote it with the direction of God. I don’t know how interested this kid really was but he listened and it was good practice. Then I asked him if we would read it with his family and if his family wanted to listen to our message another time. He did not understand my Spanish, I said do you desire to listen to us another time like 6 times, he didn’t get it. I was like flip comp will you talk please, he turned around and gave me the cold shoulder, so I was like okay so you don’t understand and he said yes, just a little bit. I told him it was my 4th month on my mission here and that I’m learning Spanish. Then I said it in a different way and asked if he wanted to listen and he understood. That made me happy, then he said no. After that for like an hour I was kind of depressed cause my accent is terrible and he couldn’t really understand me. That is when I remembered those signs that were on the furniture back home. I realized that I just had a 5 min conversation with a 16 year old in Guatemala in Spanish. And how I could not remember that silla means chair just 4 months ago. I have definitely been blessed with speaking Spanish. Also the fact that I understand Spanish basically now is amazing. 4 months ago on the phone before I left I had a conversation one day with Jason in Spanish. I don’t remember what he said exactly something like loha heremano como le va, (hello brother how’s it going), and I didn’t understand what he said. I don’t understand everything but I mostly understand everything that is normal. If it’s about the gospel I understand and that’s what is important. Just little things I don’t know yet. Like my comp had a conversation with this lady about how she broke her ankle, I was lost. But really, I might only have a conversation with someone about how they broke their leg like 3 times in my mission. But understanding Spanish is going great. Sometimes it might take them repeating one or two times still but oh well. I just need to work on speaking tons now.
I had stuff I wanted to tell everybody but don’t really remember what. The president has like 3 weeks left, and he is really baggy, its kinds funny. I thought presidents don’t get baggy. Our district leader said there are some problems he talked to him about and he said he would work on it but basically he is just kind of putting them off till the new president shows up. My district and zone leaders our pretty baggy too. They don’t care as much anymore. They are more laid back and don’t care what anyone in their zone does. It’s kind of annoying that they don’t care since right now I am one who talks to them about certain things and they don’t care at all and just tell me to do nothing about it. But oh well, there is nothing I can do about it. I promised myself though that I am never getting baggy. I think that when you have little time left in the mission that that should be the most successful time because you know the language, how to teach, talk to people, what to do and everything.
Oh yeah, Adrienne is getting married that is crazy, crazy, crazy, congrats. It seems like three months ago I was in high school and seminary with all these people and now, Jon is in the Philippines, I’m here, Adrienne is getting married, and people are off at college and others leaving on missions soon. Crazy! What happened?
Mom, you would be very proud of me, I have been really cleaning our apartment whenever I get a chance. You taught me well, I hate messes and dirty dishes. We have tons of bugs just because my comp leaves out plates and food and dishes out and doesn’t wash them and trash piles up. I didn’t want to clean any of it up because it was his stuff and not mine. But I remembered something else you taught me too, that it doesn’t matter whose it is you just pick it up. So I have been doing the dishes, and cleaning the table and wiping it down and cleaning the sink, and trying to kill all the bugs with bug spray. Missionaries are dirty people, our apartment has lots of problems. Little by little it’s getting a lot better, our kitchen and bathroom are millions of times better now.
Oh yeah, something I think you would find funny that happened today mom. I got a haircut, and the lady started and was super confused and didn’t know what to do because I had tons and tons of hair and it was pretty long and thick. Latinos have thin hair so this was the first time she has probably cut a gringos hair. She said is this good and I said yes then she realized there was tons more to cut and she didn’t get it right, my hair was just always sticking out and there was always more to cut. It was funny.
So funny random things!
I had this tamale it’s like mush with some spaghetti sauce inside. It is gross. But our investigator like 2 weeks ago fed us them and asked if we like it, I obviously had to say yes. Now she thinks we like them so every time after the lessons we have them, well like 70 percent of the time. And I hate them. It’s the one food I have found that is just straight up not good at all.
I thought our windshield getting hit with a homerun ball was pretty funny. I probably know who it was. I worked out with all the baseball players during 2 summers ago and in sports P.E. last year. Wow it was more than last year it was 1st semester of senior year in 2009.
But I got to go, c/ya, hope all is well with everybody.
PS, Tell my friends from back home to write, I want to know how things are going with them and when they go on missions. I can use the pouch for 1 stamp anywhere around the world. In a dear elder can you give me the address of Jon and Spencer, and everybody that I’m forgetting. and whoever else.
love you, bye
elder gardner, ps Jason people here can say my name idk why. They say gardner not jardiner.