Monday, April 11, 2011

San Juan days are over..... Off to Bani.

Hey Family how are you doing?!?!

It was an amazing week!!! Crazy but amazing. We will start off with Emmerson. He is the one that went to conference with his family and was really amazing. We got to his house on Tuesday *(Its about an hour and a little bit more walk to get to his house) and we found them fighting and saying that they were going to break up and how they never wanted to stay together. We spent about an hour and a half teaching them and we were guided by the Spirit and both of them felt in and it end with them sitting close to each other holding hands for the first time in over a year. Telling each other they love each other and that they were going to forget the past and go forward. We promised them so many blessings if they would just be patient with eachother putting the other one first. I translated Garth Brooks song If Tomorrow Never Comes and I dont know it was amazing. We saw a physical and spiritual change in their life. IT was so tight. Elder DOlan and I left that cita smiling like crazy and fist pumping the whole hour walk back.

We went back Friday with hopes up wanting to but a fecha for baptism and we when got there the wife was the only one there and she said that they had been fighting again and that Emmerson had returned to treat her bad and that it wasnt going to work out. THat she wants to be a member of the church but needs to get out of the situation. Later showed up Emmerson and I saw one of the saddest things of my life. He acted like a selfish five year old kid calling his wife all sorts of nasty words and saying how worthless she was. I felt sick there hearing all this. A marriage that could be eternal but yet this man was to prideful to love his wife. Things got esclated and it ended up us seeing a family of four seperate. He pulled out all the money he had to give to her to buy her bus ticket and walked out. We felt soo sick as we walked out. She has no where to go. I never thought I would see two people that once loved each other say such harsh things one to the other. I am def blessed to have grown up in a family where the parents love each other. I decided that day to never ever ever talk to my future wife or anyone for that matter the way that we saw at Emmersons house on Friday. IT was soo sad. We walked back the hour in silence and disappointment instead of fist pumping. But the wife ended up showing up to church. She is awesome.

That same friday, after visiting them we went to visit Lauri who also is having problems in her marriage. Her husband has another family and refuses to talk to her. He just comes in the house and shakes our hands and never salutes her. Acts like shes not there. We had an amazing lesson with her on Friday talking about her dreams and wants for her life and how she wants to acheive them. She is one of those people that you can just tell that she thinks profoundly about everything. We all ended up having a few tears fall as we talked that night. The Spirit was strong and amazing. As we left she was asking if we were going home by walking and she said be careful its really late and dangerous and then said actaully never mind God sents His angels to guide you guys because you really are servants of Him. Then she said that she wanted us to know something. She said that she had been prayer to God to send her hope in her life because she was getting hopeless and then we showed up at her door several days later. She said I know you guys are perfect but to me you are God's Angels answering me prayers. Everytime that you guys come buy and share with me I feel more hopefully and have more animo. You give me a purpose to my life. You two really are angeles from God. It felt so amazing hearing someone say that. Knowing that we can help someone out. I am not perfect but God can use me to help others to come unto Him.

Then yesterday night we decided to go make cobbler at Juana's family's house because they are always wanting us to cook something and they didnt they I could cook so us four missionaries went over to their house and I cooked us some cobbler. It was amazing. When we got done eating, it was about 8 o clock, (they live right on the main highway) we saw a bunch of cars stop and a bunch of people running. We figured something had happened so we took off running too. When we got on the road, there was no light at this time, we heard a bunch of people yelling. We crossed the street and I wasnt sure exactly what was going on until I saw a huge puddle of blood under my feet and a bicycle that was crashed bad. A car pulled up with his lights and we could see that a motorcycle had crashed with a bicycle. IT was a gorey sight. Long story short us four missionaries basically did everything. The guy that was on the motorcycles head was busted open and he had no clue where he was. I grabbed him and yelled at a guy to take him to the hospital. The guy came over with his motorcycle and I threw the guy on the back of the motorcycle. The kid that was on the bicycle was way worse. The other three missionaries had picked him up while I helped the other guy and and we took him over to the back of a police truck that had happened to be driving by... All four of us lifted him into the truck and they took of to rush him to the hospital. I am more than she that he died on sight because carrying him was lifeless weight. Everyone was shaken up at first but honestly until we got back to the house it didnt get to me. but then we started talking and said well atleast he will reconoce the missionaries in heaven because we were probably the last thing he saw.. what a way to go in the hands of four of the Lords servants. It was a weird experience. Def one of those experiences that is like an outside of the body experience where adreniline just takes over. We were all hit pretty hard by it but in the end we decided we did all we could do and now He's in a better place. I had a little trouble sleeping last night thinking about it. It def makes one think about how we should treasure our lives. On the way home we saw a car in the middle of the road and we were going to help the guy move his car out of the road so we didnt see another crash. We get up there and it was a drunk guy and I dont know I kinda got mad at him and asked him what we was thinking driving like that. Especially after seeing what we had just seen.

IT was a great week though just an emotional roller coaster. Def learned a lot and feel even closer to my Savior. I love this work and these people. We met several potencial investigators this week too. A family that I tihnk will get baptised this next transfer. Along with Solando y Rosa.

Transfer calls came last night. I am going to Bani with Elder Negron. I dont know him but everyone says he is a great missionary. I am really looking forward to it. Bani is the only zone thats in the campo that I havent been too so now I can really say that I am a campo missionary. I love you all so much and thanks for all you too!! You all are amazing examples to me and I feel so blessed to have an amazing family!!

p.s. I got my poop tested finally and GOOD NEWS- my parasite is gone!! !BAD NEWS- I have a new one. Again I dont feel sick but its says I have quistes ameba histolityca or soemthing like that!! haha
Love you all
Elder Wilson

1 comment:

  1. I can't believe Elder Wilson's luck! The Campo zones make up maybe 20% of the mission and he's spent so much of his time there in some of the neatest areas. When I was in Azua, we would go to Bani once a transfer to play softball with those missionaries. Also Bani surprisingly has a Chinese restaurant that we liked. There is one area in Bani that is about an hour away from the town up in the mountains called San Jose de Ocoa that is reportedly one of coolest places in the mission (literally and figuratively, legend is that some missionaries got a dusting of snow there once). All the missionaries I know that served in Bani said it was probably their favorite area.