Esta semana ha estado bien. No mucho paso diferente. I should have reread my journal entries from this week to remind myself of everything that happened. Well, our zone had interviews this week with the mission president. It was nice to feel more love from President Howes and to see him more relaxed with a smaller group of elders. He's a good man.
One of the most exciting things this week was our cena en sabado. We have several members in our branch from El Salvador, and one of the best meals from there is pupusas. Everyone loves pupusas and starts salivating when they are mentioned in discussion. Pues la familia Erazo hecho pupusas para nosotros! They had to work for several hours on Friday preparing it for Saturday. And they were absolutely delicious. Me fui a pie (literally that means 'I went by foot,' but the phrase means we ate without utensils). But I had the biggest stomach ache despues. Hermana Erazo said that to her family, the missionaries are angels. Another family said the same thing last night when in prayer they thanked Father for the angels that could eat with them. It puts into perspective the great responsibility we carry, and is an added incentive to work hard.
Because our car is in the shop, we have been on bikes ever since last Sunday. It's not as convenient, obviously, but it's more exciting and more work. Although we haven't had a lot of teaching oportunidades this week, one family we're working with is still progressing. It's exciting and nerve-wrecking at the same time because they are like friends now, and we don't want to mess up in helping them see the beauty of the Gospel. We pray for them often and try to sense their needs. But something that helps me is to remember is that they were God's children first. He will help them, too.
A note about the weather: it's cold. Fifty degrees right now and this morning it was raining. I know fifty can be refreshing, and at Utah State that would be flip-flop weather, but after being on bike for several hours my fingers are so numb. Friday night we had a dust storm move through the area. For us it was just really, really windy, and visibility was limited to probably a mile or less. But towns further south were told to stay inside if they could. We were all safe though, no se preculpe.
I bore my testimony yesterday in la reunion sacramental. It was terrifying, haha. But our investigator appreciated it. And no hispanic will ever make fun of you for trying to learn the language.
Well, that's all I have to share for now. I'm sure I left something out, lo siento. Best of luck in your missionary efforts. I love you all.
Elder Joshua Gathro
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