Maren: Holy cow, you´re in high school! You need to tell me all about everything, especially that first test in Mr. Felt´s class - it´s rough for most. Also, I am really happy you haven´t killed Dad, had Robby kill you, or died in a practice driving accident. It´s probably a sign you should just stop driving altogether. P.S. There´s a dude in my district who is very world events deprived... You don´t have to, but if you want you can send him some of your debate homework for him to read (I´m doing this not because it´ll make him a better missionary but because he threatened to fart on my pilllow if I didn´t... and if you lived with him you´d comply too.) logan.stockwell@myldsmail.net, and he´d like world event updates if you´re up to it. If you don´t feel like it, then don´t.
Charles: GUESS WHAT. Today, for P-Day, I´m headed to a SWORD STORE. It´s a store that sells both modern replicas and actual old swords like from the olden days with knights and stuff. I´ll send you some pictures, but I doubt I´ll buy one cause I´m poor.
Dad: I used your family history story in a lesson about tithing and fast offerings (the one about Sarah Maxfield´s wheat) and the spirit was super powerful. Thanks!!
Mom: The Italians are SUPER cool,, and they tell me I have a great Italian accent,, but only on the phrase, "Sono aformatto" (I think that´s how you spell it.. I´m starving,, right?) One doesn´t speak any english, so we communicate through grunts, gestures, expressions, that one phrase, and me humming the Mario theme song. Also,, I´m sure you´ll do just fine on the tour guide/interpreter front. You are, without a doubt, the best at it.
This week was just like all the others, but in the sense that we´ve hit a groove and not that we´re bored or stuck in a rut. We got up, learned Spanish, taught lessons,, learned Spanish, ate, learned Spanish,, and talked in our sleep in Spanish. (No really. There´s this computer program called Tall that we all hate but are required to use to correct our pronunciation. As a joke, we started talking like robots to protest the computer system. "Guardar. Guardar. Guardar." One night, I hear my companion start rustling, and after saying "Donde esta mi compañero?" IN HIS SLEEP, he went off for about ten minutes saying random words like a robot. "Comida. Comida. Comida. Expiacion. Expiacion. Expiacion. Mandamiento. Mandamiento. Mandamiento.) I can fully understand my teachers, mostly understand random people, but communicating my own thoughts is more difficult because I want to get my grammar exactly right - conjugations and subjunctive and objects et cetera.
I have my last fake lessons tomorrow with Lucia and Guillermo. Lucia was super anti-God because her son and husband died, but we taught her that she could see them again and she has a "baptismal date" for the 20th (the same as Jake´s real investigator) She had a lot of questions and the Chastity talk was super enjoyable (not) but it was a great experience. (Pause. This investigator also saw spirits around her house, was convinced Satan was grabbing her neck every time she prayed (like Joseph Smith) and THAT was not fun. I don´t do goofy stuff like that.) Guillermo had family issues and a lot of Book of Mormon issues, but he also committed to be baptized after a VERY spiritual lesson where I shared five or six scriptures which I can´t remember now about how the holy ghost speaks to our hearts. Even though it was only practice, I´m calling gifts of the spirit because I do not know my scriptures THAT well.
I have LOVED the CCM and what I´ve learned - it has been great for me. I enter the field (by walking across the street) on Tuesday, and I think I´m ready... although my first lesson with a real life investigator will probably prove me wrong! I am so excited to be here and to do this work. In the words of Joseph Smith:
"Shall we not go on in so great a cause?"
Lots of Love from my last week in the Spain CCM!!!!!
Elder Maxfield.
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