Wah gwan mi generals, everyting up? It's been a pretty good week I'd say. Only a couple of crazy things happened. I think yall would probably get a pretty good hoot out of them so I'll just jump right into it.
On
Tuesday I was on an exchange here in Hopeton with my dawg, Elder
MacFarlane. We were heading out to start our day when my stomach was
just not having it. I literally ate nothing out of the ordinary but it
was just acting up. So we stopped by by church on our way and took a
long enough pit stop for me to blow up the toilet. Afterwards, we
continued on in our journey to preach repentance and baptize nations
when all of a sudden my stomach started acting up again, except worse. I
had to stop for a second and contemplate what was going on, and what
end was going to be spewing something. Eventually it died down and we
continued on to dear Sis. Quailo's house. However, history repeated
itself and my stomach became in shambles once again. I usually hate
asking members to use their bathrooms because I can never tell how good
these 3rd world country toilets are gonna be, and I'm scared that
somethings gonna fall apart or go wrong, and for good reason. You'll
find out in a minute. I continue to ask our dear Sis Quailo if I could
use her toilet, she says yes, like the sweet old lady she is. I go in
there, and to be safe, I flush the toilet to make sure that there's
pressure for whatever I do to the thing. There's plenty of pressure, so I
hop on my thrown with confidence that everything will be alright.
However, my confidence quickly disappears when I try to flush and no
water pushes every ting down. At this point, I'm not too stressed yet.
This happens to me sometimes in the states where if you don't wait long
enough, there's not gonna be enough water for it to work. So I wait a
casual 5 or so minutes and try again. Still absolutely nothing. I repeat
the process. Still absolutely nothing. I probably repeated this for
like 20 minutes it felt like. Elder MacFarlane, being the absolute dog
he is, is just small talking the crap out of Sis. Quailo. Which isn't
isn't hard, Jamaicans love to talk about themselves so if you ask the
right questions you could get them talking for literal days. Anyways,
there's still no water in the toilet. Eventually I suffer my pride and
walk out with this line, "Sister Quailo, we have a predicament" and
proceeded to explain what happened. Elder MacFarlane started dying as
soon as I said my opening line and just thought this was the funniest
thing thing. Lucky for me, this wasn't unusual so we grabbed her bucket
of water that she had on standby and just dumped it down the bowl. 10/10
experience. I'll be telling this to my kids someday.
On
a more spiritual note, we had a fire lesson with our friend Bev on the
exchange as well. We planned to go over and talk about the Word of
Wisdom with her. When we get over there, she tells us that she has juice
for us. She pulls it out, and it's the wackest looking juice I've ever
seen. Just out of pure curiosity, I asked her what was in it. She told
us a couple other things that weren't unusual and then said some totally
random thing that I'd never heard of. I asked her what it was, and
basically it was alcohol. Perfect scenario. God is in the details let me
tell you. We proceeded to sit down and explain to her everything, and
she was totally accepting! I love this Gospel and I love the people that
God puts in our path!
We
met a lady named Alecia, who is just crazy elect. Hand-picked by God
for sure. We taught her about about Restoration and she had a bunch of
good questions. She also told us that she had looked into the JWs and
the 7th day Adventists and said that they were good, but they were just
missing something. Definitely excited to see how our next couple of
lessons go with her.
Fast
and testimony meeting yesterday was probably the best one I've had in
Jamaica. Everyone here in Jamaica is Christian, and almost all the
members of the church here are converts. So sometimes they get mixed up
in which doctrine is from which church, and sometimes just speak
blasphemy over the pulpit. Today wasn't the case. Almost picture
perfect. Bev came and had a super good experience which just makes me
super happy! We also had a surprise musical number by our Branch mission
leader who told us he wanted to bear his testimony through a song he
wrote. Pretty fire song, and I'm sad that I'll probably never have
another experience like that.
Alright
y'all, sorry for the longer email today. Hopefully y'all laugh at this as
much as I did writing it. Let me know how y'all are doing!
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