So I love missionary work, but I would be a liar if I said that I love touching (knocking) doors. It is an essential part of the work, but we always try to contact people in different ways when the traditional tracting does not work. This week we were walking to visit a member and we saw two ladies struggling to paint a lamp outside a very nice gated house. I offered to paint and told them that I wouldn't need a ladder. When the owner came out she started to put her hand out and tell us that she didn't want anything, but when we told her that we were just there to paint she let us in, fed us lunch, and accepted a date for us to return to teach. Service brings miracles.
The picture of all the missionaries squished together was all of the North Americans in my zone at conference. The price that we pay to watch these inspired messages in English.
Our new pensionista is also our new investigator; her family is the greatest. She has already said that she always wants to be part of this church and one of her sons today said that he believes that Joseph Smith was an inspired prophet of God. My favorite thing about eating with them is that every time we eat we usually end up staying and teaching a small principle. Today we finished breakfast talking about temples with Maribel (our pension) and we finished lunch speaking with her son about why there are so many churches. It truly is a blessing to be with them.
I really do think that I am in the best zone in the mission and I am extremely happy to be here. While visiting with other Elders here I see how they teach and I am so happy that this zone also has great missionaries. We see sad things almost daily, but it all just makes me feel so grateful for everything that I have; especially this opportunity to preach the gospel of Christ.