Monday, July 14, 2014

Suddenly there is music in the sound of your name.....‏ June 16, 2014

Hello family!!!  Where's my picture of Daphne?  Oh yeah, how are you all doing today?  Hope you had a wonderful anniversary.  It sounded like fun, taking a nice thirty minutes out of a hectic day.  You two should go on a mission sometime.  And my picture of Daphne?  All Hispanics have are puny yipping chihuahuas and little monsters.  All everyone else has is German Shepherds, Pit Bulls, and Huskies.  But I digress, Daphne is amazing.
And anyways, I have had a wonderful week.  After a baptism is when you have to go find new people, which is hard.  Its nice because there are people to see and potentials to visit, and lots of things to do.  The word tracting doesn't really exist here at all.  I've read in a few of my friends e-mails about tracting a bit.  Well we don't do that.  We can like knock on people's doors to ask about neighbors we are trying to visit, but that is as tractful as it gets.  We just Open our mouths and speak to people.  That's always fun.  We got a few new investigators this week which is good because we haven't found any for a few weeks.  We'll see who can progress the fastest right now.

The fastest progressor we have is a girl named Rosemery.  She dropped off of the face of the earth for a few weeks.  Her kids were baptized in March.  She just wasn't progressing as fast for a lot of strange reasons. She finally opened the door for us about a week or two ago.  She even came to church! Which took a lot of courage on her part because she came with Pablo, the guy she supposedly broke up with a while ago.  We used to hate him.  Tate and the elder before him would call him the devil.  But everybody has potential, and even the devil was once an angel of light.  Pablo hurt his leg, so that should keep him grounded.  We'll get her baptercized.  The kids are awesome, and its just super amazing that they all came to church.  Also, their dog reminds me of a mix of Jasmine and Daphne.

Then Saturday we went to the temple with the Flores family!  They are amazing!  I forgot my camera today, so I really do have good pictures to share (and some good pictures of Houston downtown) but I have yet to get them sent because my camera is forgotten.  Please forgive me.  But the temple was really quite amazing! It always is, but this was an interesting trip.  There was one guy worker there, and one of the first things he said is that missionaries can't get in the water.  We were at zone conference a while ago and an elder brought up how in the temple they wouldn't let them baptize girls, and president was just like "That's kind of dumb."  He's had conversations with the temple president and stuff, and it doesn't make sense that you can baptize someone in the font at the church, but not at the temple.  And not even being allowed to enter the water?  That's some crazy interpretation of a D&C 61.  The temple worker was just rough with everybody, the family didn't mind though which was good.  So we all complained about it in the car (Bishop, wife, and me and Tate).  Yet it was still a good experience.  We then went to a chinese buffet.  I'm going to be super sad when I leave this area and don't have a cool bishop like Bishop Martin.  He's super great.

Lets see, I'm doing great, we went to church yesterday, I played organ again (with super hard hymns... but Hispanos can't notice).  I don't really know what else I can say here, except that I realized that I haven't gotten an e-mail from Bethany since she got a boyfriend.  Oh, and I don't think I ever mentioned this, but yesterday was the baptism of an older couple in the other elder's area.  They have a crazy story.  They came to church and were suddenly super ready to get baptized, just by coming to church and loving everything.  They came twice, they were unsure if hermano's medical coffee (which turned out had no coffee whatsoever) would let him get baptized, they needed to get married, so they were working on that when the third Sunday, they suddenly couldn't find him anymore. Well what had happened is that Francisco (the hermano) had been stabbed 20 times by his step-son Saturday night, and somehow he survived, until he finally got baptized yesterday.  Its just a crazy story.  They should make the district a reality TV show.  Probably better than any other show out there.

Well on that note, I'm outta here.  I'm gonna go preach the gospel, or if I ever become a zone leader, preach the gospel to a bunch of 18 - 23 year old white young adults.  I'd rather preach to Hispanics. But I digress, I love you all and the gospel, and it is the power of salvation unto every man that believeth.  To the Jew first, and also to the Greek.  I don't know about Romans and Barbarians though.  This scripture does after all teach us that the gospel only goes to Jews and Greeks.  But now I'm just being sarcastic and typing words as they come out of my head.  I love y'all!

Elder David Austin Barlow
 
 Gracias.  Le extraño.  Doy gracias a Dios por esta pictura.  Quiero imprimir esta pictura para dejar en mi apartamento.  Ella esta muy bonita, y pienso que ella es perfecta.  Y yo no tengo otras personas para enviar correo, entonces estoy escribiendo estas palabras en Español sobre ella.  Gracias otra vez, y me gusta esta pictura.  Te quiero Daphne!  Y tambien ustedes mama y papa.  Yo tengo una carta para el dia del padre, pero no cabo en el buson en nuestro complejo.  Estoy buscando un buson para enviar esta carta para papa, pero creo que voy a enviar mi carta por el dia del padre en Deciembre o algo asi.
 
English Translation:
 
 
Thank you. I miss her. I thank God for this picture. I want to print this picture to leave in my apartment. She is very pretty, and I think she's perfect. And I have other people to send mail, then I'm writing these words in Spanish on it. Thanks again, and I like this picture. I love Daphne! And also you mom and dad. I have a letter for Father's day, but not out in the mailbox in our complex. I am looking for a Mailbox to send this letter to Dad, but I think I will send my letter the day of the father man December or something.

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