Dear family,
I´ll just leave you hanging on that title for a while. It´s been a good week. We´ve been contacting like locas, and it feels so good to just give everyone a chance to listen, whether they decide to or not. We went to a resort town called Benidorm to help the Hermanas there find future investigators- it´s a really tough area. We contacted one man who at first seemed a bit standoffish, but when I found out he was from Chile and started talking about my time there, he opened right up. It´s kind of cheap- I have so many connections with South America that I can say to pretty much anyone I meet, "Ah, I have a sister/brother/friend who lived there!" And then I´ve got them.
Adrieli is progressing a lot. She´s going to stop drinking tea this week, and she committed to do it after her baptism- she´s just so good.
Leo is still holding back- every time we talk with him he has another explanation for why he´s not ready, even though he´s keeping all of his other commitments. Keep him in your prayers.
Had some fun moments at church- one woman gave a Pollyanna-style "Death comes unexpectedly" sort of sermon in sacrament meeting. Drowsy monotone and then "BROTHERS AND SISTERS- THE LORD IS WARNING US!" Fortunately Adrieli didn´t seem scared away- but she did say after that she´s got some repenting to do :)
So, about the besos. It´s custom here to kiss first the right cheek then the left cheek of a person when you greet them. The Elders can´t do it at all, and the sisters only can with women. I met a new investigator family of the zone leaders just before church, standing in a line. I introduced myself and went down the line giving besos to the teenage daughters (soft cheek 1 and 2, soft cheek 1 and 2) and just kept going down the line, and between beardy cheek 1 and 2 I realized something had gone terribly wrong. I jumped back with a yell, hands on my face, and started blubbering about how I shouldn´t do that to this poor investigator father who looked VERY confused, and Elder Rojas had to calmly explain the situation while I repeated "Que vergüenza, que vergüenza!" ("How embarrassing, how embarrassing!") over and over again like a shell shocked missionary. I guess I am.
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