This
week we had El Dia de Los Muertos and it was really cool to go into the cemetery
because the cemeteries here are above ground. They don’t dig very deep. They have the graves
covered in cement and they paint them and it is actually really pretty. I always wanted to go into the cemetery but we
couldn’t until this day. There were so
many people there and we took fotos with them and we are going to bring them
their fotos. It was a way to get references
and we got a ton.
The cemetery was full of people. It was pretty interesting
because they make it a market there too. There are venders all along the
passages and they are all bustling about. A day that you would think should be more
reverent but instead it is a day to sell. So it’s cool. There are so many flowers and everyone goes
and makes huge flower arrangements at the site of the grave. They bring chairs
and chat and light candles and sing and it is all pretty different than what we
have in the U.S.A.
This week we also did
a lot of service...
One guy was in front of
his house making cement and filling in a dip in the calle (street), so we
stopped to talk to him and then we decided to help him make the cement and fill
in the hole too.
Another time was a
little more crazy.
We were at the end of
our day when we still had some time left before we could go home and make
dinner and we were both hungry, so we decided to stop at a little store and ask
for crackers. We got there and the little old woman who is always so cute and
friendly gave us the crackers at a discount because we are her "Sisters in
Christ" and we asked her how she was and she explained that she had opened
up one of the rooms in her house that had been closed for a year and she had
found it completely lived in and ruined by a rat. She found the rat a day later,
dead, so she needed to clean the whole room out and clean EVERYTHING that was
in the room which was filthy. We told her that we could help her and started
taking things out and putting them to one side. I had never seen so much rat
poo in all my life and I hope I never see it again. I was a little disgusted,
but I kept going. She is such a cute little old woman. Tiny. She needed help so we were there.
At that point I did
not have hunger and I just wanted to clean the place up and go. So we kept
taking stuff out. It was like a hoarders
nest and we got to a chest of drawers. Hermana Argumedo took one drawer out and
I pulled out another. I knew deep down inside of me what would happen, but I
wasn’t prepared for it. It was the bottom drawer, so my face was a little bit
close to the ground when I was taking it out, when a big furry rat jumped out
of the drawer and ran across my feet! I screamed. It was so disgusting. It ran
across my feet and left fresh poo too. I was so shocked and Hermana Argumedo
ran back into the room and the little old woman was laughing because I am a
"gringa americana." At that point I was even less hungry and just
wanted to throw-up. In the end we were
all laughing but it was so gross. If a rat ever jumps out at your face you will
have the same reaction. Haha so gross. But the next day we went back to help
her more because there was a lot to do and she is old. She made us lunch though which was nice of
her.
But, the lesson from
this story is that we all need to take half of what we have in our possession
and give it away. We do not want 600 table cloths that we never use anyway
because a rat will find them and live in them and we will have to clean them
all after.
That night I was in
the bathroom and I heard a plunk and I looked over and there was a scorpion. They
don’t phase me anymore. I would rather have alacranes (scorpions), than
rats.
Today we had the p-day
de hermanas and it was really fun to hang out with Hermana Jara again. She is an awesome Hermana Lider. I am so glad that she trained me and that I
got to be her companion.
Don’t forget to write
in your journals. I have been really bad about that so these emails are my
journal for now. It is sad, I know. But
you guys can write in your journals your inspirations and stories and then when
we talk at Christmas you can remember what you have to tell me. Record your
inspiration and you will recognize it more when it comes and you will see that
the spirit is a bigger part of your life than you thought. It is such a blessing to be a member of the
church and to have the gift of the spirit to guide us and bless us. I can’t
imagine my life without the gospel and without the knowledge that I have.
Something else I
learned this week is that we really don’t need a perfect knowledge- one of our
investigators wants to know certainly, wants a vision if you will, that the
church is true. I realized that Heavenly
Father really doesn’t care about our knowledge. He doesn’t care if we have a
degree in neuro-science and he doesn’t think any less of someone who hasn’t
been given an education, as long as we have faith and put our confidence in
him. The first principle of the gospel
is faith, not knowledge. We are children to him and we know nothing in comparison
to him. What we need is to trust that he does have all power, all knowledge,
and all understanding. When we can do this, everything else makes sense. We
will do what we need to do to follow him because we are small and in the dark,
but when we take his hand, he will lead us and guide us and walk beside us. and
he will teach us all that we must do, but we have to be willing to do it. This
is faith. God asks for our hearts not
our heads. When we have faith, we have
the key to all the blessings that god has for us. Faith comes first and after that, we will see
the light at the end of the tunnel.
I love you all and I
hope that everything is going well at home. You are all in my prayers and I
hope that all is well. I want more pictures too.
Con mucho amor,
Hermana Ashton