My birthday was good. I taught a couple of drunks
in front of a bar that are real art freaks (are studying art
and theatre in the university ) when we gave them a Book
of Mormon he gave me a book about Brazilian art in return. That
was my birthday present for the day. Teaching drunks is always entertaining. Unless
they are those angry drunks that think that our religion is false and they
already follow God. (Oh the hypocrisy. . . .)
We have been working for the past month or so with some
investigators that are having a hard time to stop smoking. After a certain
point you can’t really do much more, you don´t have enough minutes on your cell
fone to be calling them all day reminding them not to smoke.
I’m starting to reach the missionary mid-life crisis.
not really mid-life, just the realization that in a few
short weeks I will only have 6 months left on the mission.
Have I really worked as hard as I should have?
Have I baptized as much as I could have?
You start to become tired, both physically and mentally. My companion
right now is on his last transfer before he goes home, and it shows. He is
really beaten up. I’m thinking to myself, will I be like that in six months? Will
I have worked as hard and have given my all so that really I’m physically and
mentally and emotionally worn out? Or will I just kind have glided through the mission
with have given everything I have.
These thoughts give me a new resolution to give more than I
have given before and go all out. I’ve got a lot more time and a lot more
people to baptize.
love you all!
-Elder Leete
P.S. did you guys send me any packages? and if so to
what address so i can look out for them
