7 April 2014
Buenas tardes!
How are you? I’m great? Today for p-day
we went paintballing. That was a first for me. The first round I got hit in my
mask it didn’t really hurt...and we won. I was all excited to play again. I was
hiding behind a tree getting attacked on both sides. I got hit in the leg but I
was still in the game cause you have to get hit in the head or chest to be out.
To be quite honest I wanted to be out. I thought to myself “why am I playing a
game that hurts? This is dumb.” I got hit in the arm and later in my mask. It’s
like my comp said, “Why would I eat chili? I don’t think it should hurt to eat,
you should enjoy it.” I felt the same about paint ball. I would play again. But
with thicker clothes. One of the Hermanas got it in her forehead. Her mask was
slipping and she got shot pretty close. Poor thing she has a huge welt on her
head. I think you can see it in the pic.
Conference was so good. (For our
readers, in April the LDS church has it’s semi-annual conference, where leaders
of the church speak on gospel topics. The conference is broadcast to chapels
around the world. KLD) I loved Elder Packer’s talk. His testimony was so
powerful. I think it was significant that he used the prophet Joseph's words to
say “this is the testimony last of all which we give of Him that he lives!” I
felt the spirit so strong confirm to me that is true. And that the apostles really
are men called of God. I wish so many people could come to know that.
So much of this conference was focused
on truth. And that we should stand for the truth. Not just sit idly by. We
should live our faith and defend it. Even when the world mocks it. I admire
missionaries who face so much more opposition then we do here. I was talking
about this with my comp as we were walking. A tuc tuc drove by and the guy
driving shouted and whistled at us. We face opposition but in different ways.
We should all stand for truth at all times in all things in all places. The
world is changing but God will never change.
The Barios family is going through a
little struggle. Jasmin the youngest has pneumonia and went to hospital in Xela
and will be there till next week. Hermana Karina also went with her, leaving 6
kids at home. We took them to church and took them home. And had a little chat
with them about how they behave while their mom is gone. It reminded me when
Dad would talk to us before he would go for TDY. It’s kind of sad because
Hermana Karina can’t really do anything for them while she is in Xela. Luckily
their aunt arranged for someone to come and cook and clean and stay in the
house during the day. But so far they are sleeping in the house alone at night.
A 15, 13, 11, 10, 9, and 8 year old. I’m not so worried that someone is going
to break in the house. But that they are going to kill each other.
We had a lesson with Anjel last night.
He progresses, but sometimes he worries me. It’s his pride. We found a less
active member this week. He said he loves the Bible but has a hard time with
the Book of Mormon. He said it has so much destruction. We told him it was
symbolic of our lives if we aren’t humble and follow God’s commandments we will
face a horrible fate. Something that I have learned is that pride is so much more
then what we think pride is…like someone with a huge ego. We all have pride and
it comes in so many ways. Taking off the natural man is a daily process. Being
humbled hurts. We can choose to be humble or sometimes we are humbled.
Anjel has a baptismal date for this Saturday.
He has progressed so much. I feel like a parent sometimes when we teach him. If
he could just be humble and see that he needs Christ and that his life will be
greatly blessed. We can’t force people to accept the gospel. Neither can our
Father in Heaven. He wants all of his children to come unto him and be baptized
but he can’t force them. God can’t force us to do anything. I hope we can
always be humble enough to know God’s will and accept it.
Love you lots,
Hermana
Davies
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