Happy New Year!
We could not have slept if we wanted to! Yes, there were fireworks, but my camera isn’t fast enough to take pictures of them.
My pensionista’s birthday is on New Year’s, so we celebrated with a cake! (Made me think of Grandmother’s and Auntie Maureen’s birthdays on New Year’s.)
Well, first things first. On Saturday in the morning, our pensionista got a call from President Henderson. They live right below us so it was easy to pop down and answer the phone after hearing their panicked voices calling out for us. I answered the phone and President Henderson just said that he had the wrong number for us. But then he told us that he wanted to come visit our ward on Sunday and that he wanted to pass by the room afterwards. My heart jumped. Visit our room? Oh boy. Guess I better get cleaning and scrubbing that awful bathroom that hadn’t been cleaned in what looked like an eternity.
So I started by cleaning the sink. Easy peasy. Then I went on to clean the inside of the toilet. Harder. Then the real challenge came up. Cleaning the sides and floor around the toilet. Yikes. I grabbed a tiny brush that we had, a bucket of water, and some laundry detergent (the only cleaning supplies that we had) and started scrubbing. Then, I realized that the walls were an unnatural shade of brown. Had to clean that too. So, there I was scrubbing the bathroom like a crazy man for over an hour while my companion was snickering away in the study room. I scrubbed so hard and for so long that I rubbed my knuckles and palms of my hands raw. Anything for a clean room and to have the spirit, right?
My trusty equipment. A bucket, hot water, laundry detergent, and that evil brush made for tiny hands. Which mine are not.
The finished result! It looks very clean. I hope that I never have to do something like that again. (But, I’m sure I will!)
After the phone call from President Henderson that he was going to come the next day, I got to work scrubbing down the bathroom. My knuckles were rubbed raw.
So, President Henderson came over and we felt really embarrassed with only 15 people in the church as we started. But, things warmed up and it went well. I even played the piano during the meeting. Then after the meeting, the man from the stake who is in charge of our ward asked me if I could teach Gospel Doctrine. The class for the adults. Wow. What a bunch of pressure especially with President Henderson right there watching how things work in the ward. I think I did well and everyone was impressed by how I taught. Thanks Grandpa for the class teaching advice several weeks ago! Questions are everything in teaching!
The meetings went well. We even had a quick ward council meeting where my companion and I presented our plans. We are going to visit each and every active family and member and teach them like they’re investigators and then teach less active families. Then we can be able to activate, fortify, and even complete families. If we can do that, then the ward will really start to progress. President Henderson approved the plan and really enjoyed being with us. Then we went to the room and he (but more importantly Sister Henderson) approved the cleanliness and they headed off.
So, it was a good week. Not a ton of adventures, but that’s what happens in the work some times. Jauja has been a great experience for me, as I can feel myself come closer to the Lord and even refine myself. I hope that you all have some awesome adventures this week! I’m off to have my own!
With many llamas,
My nice cup of hot chocolate. I love having this kind of stuff. And I love how they tried to spell “soup” in English.