This was a pretty solid week. We continue to see challenges in the area, but i am working harder than I ever have before in the mission. The frustrating thing is, we just arent seeing the results of our labors. During GC, Elder Oaks was talking about the parable of the sower, and in this moment of frustration, i realized that the soil is not the seed's fault. We can work hard, be perfectly obedient, and not convert anyone. Just like Mormon and Moroni, prophets of God, could not save a nation that did not want to be saved. Yet, they were blessed for their faithfulness to the Lord, as will we as we continue to toil in the Lords vineyard. In the end, how we serve is the most important.
General conference was amazing this year, and i really felt the focus was on the family. Even though I cant apply what they taught right now to my real family, my family now is my companion and the other missionaries here. It really was a good conference, and we were able to find a laptop to watch it in English. Unfortunately, Peruvian internet is terrible and so i was unable to see the last half of Elder Holland's talk, though i imagine it was quite good. Oh, and the Wi-Fi password in Peru is still Pioneer47 haha.
So as the title says, i briefly became a potato farmer. the sister missionaries here in Pedregal have an investigator that is a potato farmer and needed help with the potato harvest, so we threw on our work pants and cowboy hats and started pulling potatos out of the ground. Not a bad service project, and we were rewarded with a sack of potatos and some Coke.
Funny Spanish mess-up of the week: during a lesson i was teaching about repentance and tried to tell the investigator that we need to "pedir perdon" or ask for forgiveness. what i said on accident is "pedir pedon" which means to ask for a big fart. FART FOR FREEDOM.
|Peruvian birthday tradition of egging the birthday boy|
|Part of my area called Ciudad Perdida, or The Lost City|