Semana 34: MY FIRST BAPTISM

Hellooooo amazing friends and family! I hope you all are doing well! I don't know how many of you still read these weekly but if you are, shoot me a message or email! I have to say, I have been super lazy with my email writing this transfer so please forgive me if I still haven't responded to you, I'll get around to it... eventually :)

Da Boys

Esoooo

First off, I must say that even though my mission is crazy apostate (working on it), we definitely know how to have fun and make the most out of any situation! On Pday, we drove to a nearby city where a member owns an indoor trampoline park, we had the entire complex to ourselves and it was completely free! I'm almost positive that trampoline parks are against the standards but my mission president approved it so why not make the most of it, right?

Our attempt to take a mid air pic

Zona Poza

Coming home from the trampoline park was quite the experience... we almost died. Like multiple times. I think it is safe to say that our taxi driver was 110% under the influence. The man smoked 3 whole cigarettes during the 20 minute drive and there were beer cans on the passenger side. Just about all the taxis here in Poza Rica are Nissans from the mid 90's with 500,000+ miles on them. All the taxis are manual. We were driving and everything was normal until the driver drove over a pothole and I smacked my head on the dashboard (luckily my backpack cushioned it haha). After that incident all heck broke loose and this man was driving 100 miles per hour on a two lane road passing cars like crazy. We came 100 feet from a head on collision with a bus. One time I looked over at the driver as we were going 100 mph and the man was knocked cold asleep. I thought he was dead. I had to literally shake this man to wake him up so he didn't kill us. Goodness gracious that was the longest 20 minute drive of my life.

Service

Of course they fed us after

The rest of this week was pretty chill. We found several new good people and put a few more peeps on date but we know how Mexico be, they always flake out. But easily the highlight of my week was that I BAPTIZED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY MISSION. It was such an awesome experience being the one actually baptizing. We have been working with this girl for several weeks and we finally got her to commit. Her name is Fernanda and she is literally the sweetest, she's already been to a lot of young womens activities and she has a strong relationship with the ward. She also wants to serve a mission which is a literal dream of mine, to baptize someone who eventually goes on to serve a mission!

Bautismo de Fernanda

Da Fam

I have been pondering a lot this week about missionary work and the importance of it. Why send 18-21 year old young adults out on a mission during the literal prime of our lives? A close friend once told me that "it's so we freaking figure out the gospel man"! As funny as it sounds it is literally so true, I have never understood what it means to be a disciple of Jesus Christ, to love God and have that yearning desire to change until I came out on the mission. As missionaries, we are finding converts, God's elect, but at the same time, building our personal conversion. God needs his chosen to lead, guide, and direct His church during these last days. There is a reason why the church puts so much emphasis on youth and young adults. I know this was not a mistake calling young adults as missionaries in all 4 corners of the earth to preach His word, it was pure, inspired revelation and I couldn't be more grateful for that. 

Love you all,

Elder Scown

Sudo un buen

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