WE HAVE AN INVESTIGATOR! WOOOHOOOOO!

But here is my week!

Oh yea, and the earthquake was out in Lorca, That´s pretty far from me, but all the missionaries there are fine.

Well first off, I feel bad that my past emails since being in the field have been a little less cheerful.  But to be honest. My first 3 weeks out here were miserable.  Everything seemed to be working against me.  I won´t go into too much detail about that but last Sunday, not yesterday but a week ago, I fasted with all my heart to just be happy.  I just wanted to be my happy ol self again and to have fun.  Then last Monday as I was cleaning up my little section of our table, a letter from miss tish was sitting on top of the shelf.  I decided to read it and in this letter, she sent me a quote from abe lincoln and it said ¨Most people are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."  This hit me like a 2x4 to the face and I ´can´t exactly put it to words, but everything changed. I´m happy now. I am excited to be here.  How much I have to rejoice about! The Heavens are open and God speaks to us because we are his children!  Miss Tish´s letter to me was the answer I needed to hear and it has made all the difference.  Elder Redd and I get along great now and are becoming really good buddies.  I LOVE Málaga with all my heart and I am so sad to have to leave on June 29 to a different area.

But get this, WE HAVE AN INVESTIGATOR! WOOOHOOOOO! It´s been 4 weeks of knocking on doors and we´ve got one! we taught them last Thursday and we have another meeting with them tonight! It´s funny though, we were so excited to have someone let us into their house and teach that we forgot to invite them to church! shoot...but we´ll make sure we do that today!  Her name is veronica and she and her family is from Argentina.  About 90 % of all the baptisms in Spain are from South Americans.  People from Spain are way too prideful.  I totally understand Westley in the Princess bride when he says he knows too many Spaniards.

Because I´ve been knocking on doors for 4 weeks now.  I know Spanish people.  I´ve knocked on all their doors!  I´ve met some pretty psycho people.  The other day a lady said something to us that hit me pretty hard.  We tried to give her a little pass a long card with a picture of Christ on it, but she wouldn't´t take it because she said "that´s not my Jesus" and then she showed us a picture of Christ bound in ropes with a very sad and gloomy face.  Then she said "this is my Jesus."  Her idea of who God and Christ are is completely different then ours.  We rejoice because God lives and loves us and they(the church that starts with c- and ends with -atholic) seem to be so stuck on the death of Christ and that God is an invisible force that is out to destroy us.

Every Saturday we play fútbol with members of the ward and I really think that I´ve gotten 10x better at soccer because these people are sooo good! Man, the deacons quorum alone, all 3 of them, could smoke us! But I love playing soccer with them and it is always such a blast!

The other day I was reading in 4 nefi about where the people no longer used to the term -itas, er, I guess its -ites in english.  But I love my ward.  We have a huge group of varying cultures. The bishop is Mexican, the 1st counselor is from Uruguay and the 2nd is from Spain.  We have basically every South American country represented in our ward and I just love them so much.  As I read in 4 Nefi, and I thought about the ward and how country doesn´t matter and I thought of my Patriarchal blessing. It says I will learn to love all mankind.  I definitely believe that that revelation is happening!

Well, hopefully our lesson tonight will go well with Veronica and that we can find more investigators.  I think I´m gonna live in Spain when I´m old.  At least in Malaga.  Come visit sometime.

Lots of Love,

Jason.