Friday we were teaching this tatay and he basically bore his testimony to us which was so cool. he's a cool tatay and loves to talk to us because he has no one else. he just sits around all day. He literally just sits all day, his house is so small that I have to bend over and crouch. Friday we had to wash clothes because we ran out. We had to wash them by hand after we got home and we also got a referral from a member. It's her pamumpkin or niece and she wants to be baptized and wants us to come everyday. My companion and I looked at each other amazed because she was so eager. It was awesome.
Saturday we walked a ton. Appointments fell through and we were so tired. I felt the gift of tongues because my Tagalog felt rough but my companion said it was better so I don't know what they heard.
Sunday we taught a members daughter. We showed up and her baby had just died so we taught a spiritual lesson about the celestial kingdom and small children. I felt so sad but happy we could share the plan of happiness with her.
We walked out of an alley a little lost and there was a member right there. We just happened to run into each other and he was able to show us the way. It was awesome. Sunday was good too and hard. We went around in the morning to get investigators to church and most weren't home. There are so many people going home to their province for Christmas. We taught an investigator at a members home and this tatay thats a member knows a lot of hymns on his 3 stringed homemade guitar so we sung some hymns which was so cool while he played. We had an investigator that had read the whole book of mormon in Tagalog but she didn't understand because the Tagalog is so deep. It was so cool that she read the whole thing, it blew my mind. theres so many people here that go to church at this huge catholic church. We happened to be walking by when mass ended and there was so many people, it was crazy. Something that's kind of funny that happens is that when we teach about prophets a lot of people ask if we are prophets haha and so we explain that we're just missionaries and a prophet is different. the people here are awesome. It's hard work but a good work. love and miss you all.
the picture is the difference between a filipino eating Mcdonalds and an American. He had rice and chicken and I had a big mac. we only eat Micky D's every once in a while if we can afford it. It's so good