So a ton happened this week and it was overall a very tough
and stressful week but I did get my first baptism. I have baptised other people
for sister missionaries and stuff but this week one of the investigators that
my old companion and I found and began teaching got baptised
Her name is Carmen Miño and she is 37 years old. We
found her just contacting and we have been teaching her for over a month now.
Last week we set her baptism date for saturday because she had beed to church
three times. So on friday she had her interview and everything went perfect.
Then we made plans to go by and pick her up at 4:oo the next day to go to her
baptism. Well on saturday we called her in the morning to make sure everything
was okay for 4:00 and she told us that she was working on her house in another
area (she is in the process of building her own house and moving into it) but
that she would be back by 4:00 to come with us. Well we get to her house at
4:00 and her dad tells us that she hasn´t come back yet. Oh and the baptismal
service started at 5:00. So we waited...and waited...and waited...and called
but aparently her phone had broken. We waited until 6:00 until she finally got
there and those two hours were some of the most stressful depressed hours of my
life. Well when she finally got there we called the zone leaders and the bishop
who were at the baptismal service because three other people were getting
baptised and the zone leaders and the bishop told us that the service was over
and the only thing we could do was try to do it in the morning on Sunday. So we
made plans with Carmen to pick her up early in the morning on sunday to go to
the church and be baptised. She was still excited. We then taked to her friend
who lives across the street (who we have a baptismal date set for this
saturday) and asked her if she wanted to come with us. She said yes and we made
plans with her to pick her up early in the morning aswell. Well my companion
and I woke up at 6:00 in the morning on Sunday went and picked up Carmen, Her
friend Norma (and her nephew who we are also teaching) and two of Normas kids.
We got to the church, I changed into my white clothes and Carmen changed into
hers, we took a couple pictures, and started the baptismal service. The only
people that were there we my companion and I, the bishop and his wife, a friend
of the bishop´s wife, and Norma and her nephew and two kids. It was a small and
simple baptism but still very special. I know that serving a mission is hard
sometimes but when you get to see just how much the gospel changes peoples
lives and how they can be so much more happy and blessed with the teaching and
principles that we have, I wouldn´t rather be anywhere else in the world. I
know without a doubt in my heart that this is the true church of Jesus Christ
restored once again on the earth by a prophet of God named Joseph Smith. I know
that true and everlasting happiness and understanding is found in the teachings
that we have. I know that the Book of Mormon is the word of God and if nothing
else it brings comfort and peace when we read it. I know that Jesus Christ
lives and that he is the Savior and Redeemer of the world, and that salvation
comes only through his great and everlasting atonement for us. I know that God
knows and loves every single one of us with a ¨perfect love¨ that we can´t
undertand. I am so grateful to be a missionary of the Lord and be able to share
his message. I love all of you very much and I am grateful for all your love,
prayers, and support. Until next week.
Love Elder Anderson
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