Thursday, January 29, 2015

El Cajon!

Just to let all the nerves and anxiety relax over where I am, I have been moved to El Cajon, a.k.a. "Little Baghdad" to the Santee 5th branch. I'm back in a walking/biking area! I'm so flippin' excited to not have a car anymore. It's been really refreshing be able to walk around and talk to people right as we walk out of the door. That was the problem, I feel, with the last area. The area was 10 miles away, so we'd have to be rushing all the time to get to all of the appointments and had hardly any time to talk to people. Now we live in our area, and we have several members that live very close by. In fact, the area we have has a complex called "Mormon town" because of the high concentration of members in that one complex alone. The reason that El Cajon is called Little Baghdad is because the city is one of the highest concentration cities for the Arabic population. So lately, I've been trying to street-contact Arabics. It's not the easiest thing ever, but I've found it to be quite entertaining! Plus the Chaldeans, (as they prefer to be called), do quite the double-take when they hear a white guy like me talking to them in Arabic. I've only learned a few phrases, but it's just enough to keep them on their toes.
 

On Wednesday, I got put with Elder Y., who is from St. George. He's 100% Navajo Native-American, and he's super chill! Oh yeah, and we have another companionship of Elders in the district! AAAAH. It makes me so happy to be with normal Elders again. We got to our apartment, got everything unloaded, and started the day. As we went and visited people, I found that there are several people in the branch that are relatives of people that I've served with in my previous areas! Not to mention that there are a ton of missionaries that I've served with that are in our zone! This whole week has been a big week of surprises and pretty improvised everything. We went and taught a couple of active members, and got to know them, one of which was the son of a family that I was with in Penasquitos. We then went around the area, getting me familiarized with it, and set some appointments with a couple of less-active members. We then turned in for the night.

On Thursday, we got weekly planning done, and I got brought up to speed by Elder Y. on our current investigators, our members, and our less-actives. Turns out that our current area used to be covered by two sets of Elders, but that one set had been moved out at transfers, so we were covering two areas. We got out and went to Peach St. to start contacting people that Elder Y. knew, and we were able to talk with several people, English, Arabic, and Spanish alike. We were knocking on a door when this little old man walks up the stairs with his bicycle. He says hi to us in Spanish, and asks if we'd like to come into his apartment to talk with him. His name is R., and as we walk in and start talking with him, he proceeds to tell us that he knows several members, said he really likes the church, and that has had the discussions from the missionaries before, but that he can't come to church because he has to work all day every day to pay rent, since he lives alone. We talked with him a bit about his life, and after a bit, shared a message and set up a return appointment. We then went and contacted some referrals, visited a few less-actives, and went to dinner with M. and R., a couple of members in the other area. We walk in, and instantly, I recognize M. I have no idea why, though, since I've never seen her before in my life. Oh well, says I. We sit down and start talking, when M. tells me that she's L. L.'s sister. Then the light clicked. THAT'S why she looked so familiar. She cooked us some birria with frijoles and arroz, and it was splendidly scrumptious. My mouth was watering pretty darn good as we sat there waiting to eat.

Friday, we had district meeting, and I forgot to tell y'all, I'm not a district leader any more. Elder Najera is the district leader. He talked to us about faith and the principle of power in faith. We then went to visit several less-actives, and were able to share some really good messages with all of them. We went out contacting, and I started talking to this black lady on the street. She had never really known much about Mormons, so Elder Y. and I started to share some things about the restoration. As we talked, she had a lot of questions that were really honest and good! By the end of it, she said that she would read the Book of Mormon, and that the sister missionaries could meet with her. Her name was S. That made me so happy inside. We then visited R. again, and shared another message with him. Turns out he wants to learn English so that he can move up in his job and get a better pay with fewer hours to be able to come to church. So we set up an agreement to come by and teach him English when we can. We said a prayer with him that was really powerful, and right after we said amen, he started his own prayer, thanking the Lord for sending us to visit him. It was a really awesome visit. We then went and taught our currently progressing investigator L. with the S. family, who are members. We sat down and started talking with her, and she opened up to me pretty quickly. That means that I'm getting better at talking to people, or she's just a naturally cheery person. My bet's on the latter. BUT, we started out teaching her about the 10 commandments, the law of tithing, and the law of the fast. It appears that she was formerly in a good Christian church, because she already understood the concept of tithing perfectly and had no problem with obeying it after baptism. I was quite shocked. We usually have a good amount of resistance with that commandment. She accepted the others just as willingly, and after a bit, told us a painful story about her life. I won't go into detail, but I'll say that the words from the Book of Mormon that we shared sure hit her right where she needed it. She seems pretty darn solid. Right now we're working with her on getting a baptismal date.

Saturday, we went to meet some members of ours named M. and R. Both were raised in the church, and they're a pretty young couple. M. is 23 and R. is 21. It's pretty weird to see people that are just barely older than I am that have kids already. It's weird. BUT, we started out just getting to know them, and randomly, M.'s dad, who is our branch mission leader, walks in and asks us to come help him give a blessing to a less-active member whose eyesight is failing because of diabetes. We went and gave the blessing, and then went back to share a message with M. and R. since we just upped and left to give the blessing. We then walked way out into the other area to find some members, but they were busy, so I chased down a paletero man and bought some ice cream. I got a chamoy freezer bar, and let me tell you, Mexicans come up with some of the weirdest flavors. Chamoy is one of those flavors that I can't quite get used to. I like it! But it catches me off guard. We then went to the S.'s house again, since they were throwing a party for their son, and ate with them and several other members. We then went and tried to find a potential investigator family, couldn't find them, and went to coordination. Our branch mission leader is a bit flaky, from what it sounds like, because he hasn't been to any of the coordination meetings for quite awhile. Luckily, there are faithful branch missionaries that were there. (Fancy that! I feel like this branch is just one big miracle in my mind!)

Sunday, we had to go to branch council at 7:30 am since church starts at 9:00. We got in there around 7:35, and the branch president chastised us for arriving late. I was quite surprised. This is the first unit that I've served in where people have actually been punctual. Huh! It was a really effective branch council, and several orders of business were taken care of very quickly. The branch president then told me and Elder N. that we'd probably be bearing our testimonies in sacrament meeting if the speakers didn't take much time. I was cool with that. So we walked into the chapel, and I ran into even more people that I already knew from my past areas! One of which is this girl named T., whose family I visited a lot up in Ramona. There were so many members in the sacrament meeting! I was blown away by how many people there were! The meeting started, and I was asked to help with the sacrament. The sacrament table was down in front of the pulpit, so that was a new one for me, not to mention the fact that there were actually deacons and teachers there to pass the sacrament! We finished up the sacrament, and sat down. Then they gave me and Elder N. some time to give our testimonies after the first speaker, who was Sister H., with whom I served in Poway. She finished, Elder N. went up first, and then I went up. I bore my testimony about Joseph Smith, (I don't really know why), and talked about his life, and the many things that he did and suffered. I then connected it with my own life, and then with the Savior. I sat down, and the meeting went on. Afterwards, we went to the classes, and I had been asked earlier that morning to teach gospel principles because the teacher wasn't able to make it. The class was on agency, and there were so many people there! I was amazed! The class finished, and we went to Elders Quorum, and had a fantastic lesson on Elder Bednar's conference talk about his son, the ointment, and the band-aids in relation to the atonement and missionary work. We filled the afternoon with studies, and got ready to go out. We then had dinner with some members that live 18 miles away from where we live, and the other Elders gave us a ride and ate with us. They're the O. family, and they were a hoot! They're one of the most interesting families I think I've met in my life. The food was good, the company was good, and the spiritual message was good, too. We then came home for the night.

Yesterday, we got some Arabic contacting phrases to help the Arabic Elders out with their work, and went to what's called the "Old Ladies Luncheon", where a group of the elderly made the missionaries lunch. They were so nice, and the food was fantastic. There was even a tray of chicken wings! HA! They knew just what would make me happy. It started raining all of a sudden, so we went and did mormon.org time. We then went out and started our evening visiting a blind member and his wife. After, we went and taught a 15-year old investigator girl the plan of salvation. She seemed to like it quite a bit. We then went and set up some appointments with more less-active members, and went to dinner with Hna. G., a member in our area. We had U. C. come with us, who is a recently returned missionary from Colombia. She also made us birria, but with a different recipe. We talked a bit, and she said that my testimony in church was spot on because of a missionary that had returned early from his mission, gone less-active, and then renounced the church. She said that this guy started saying that Joseph wasn't a prophet on his facebook profile and all sorts of other anti things, and that many of the members had seen those things. So I guess that's why I felt impressed to bear testimony about Joseph Smith. I'm really glad that I was ready for that. Now I just have to make sure that I'm ready for future things.

Well, that's just about all for this week! Talk to you all next week!

-Love, Elder Crook

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