A dangerously acute account of 18 months in Nicaraguan Territory.
From the Carpenters
So this past week was a multi-zone conference with the President of the Area, Kevin R. Duncan. It was so wonderful listening to the Spirit while he spoke, but we’ll talk about that more later.
Because we had this multi-zone and then the mission council the next day, about 8 of us Hermanas spent the night in Managua with the Hermano AP’s. What I’m really trying to say is that we ate Pizza Hut for the second time in forever! It was so delicious! I never thought that I would miss such a simple thing as bread with tomato sauce and cheese. But oh how glorious was the flavor of this much missed food.
More than just eat with the other Hermana’s, we also had the opportunity to work with them in their area and participate in the ward activity, a movie night, watching “The Testaments”. I sat down and began to mingle with the members. By and by, a less-active member about 25 years old sat down and began to tell me that it was his first time in the chapel in about three years, that his life had problems, that he had no friends, etc. When I finally noticed his less than subtle flirting attempts, I decided to pull the “I don’t-speak-very-much-Spanish” card. When he told me that he works in a call center and speaks English, well, that card wouldn’t work. I was searching for another escape when he scooted his chair a little closer and asked, “Betty, (that’s what everyone calls me), what kind of music do you like? “A little bit of everything” I replied. He responded “My favorite artists are the Carpenters. Are you familiar with their music? There is a song they sing that says, “Why do stars fall down from the sky every time you walk by? Just like me they long to be close to you! It’s really pretty. Hey, if you want you can come over sometime and we can listen together.”
At this point, I’m running a blank as to how to get out of this situation and my fellow missionaries are laughing their heads off at this serenading member. Fortunately, one of them called me over and I was able to dismiss myself from the situation. *Note to all single ladies looking for love- Nicaragua is not the place to find your true love, but there are many able and willing men who will flirt with you whether you like it or not.
But really, this less-active’s song made me think about who do I really want to be close to. Listening to Elder Duncan and studying the Atonement with him, made me want to be even closer to my Savior Jesus Christ. I have a debt that I cannot pay, but He can. President Uchtdorf put it best: “Even if we were to serve God with our whole souls, it is not enough, for we would still be unprofitable servants. We cannot earn our way into heaven, the demands of justice stand as a barrier, which we are powerless to overcome on our own. But all is not lost.” We can turn to Christ who will help us out of this hopeless pit. Do we turn to Him? Do we love Him? Do we rely on His grace? Do we really serve Him? Are we disciples of Jesus Christ?
I hope we all take the time to study, understand, and feel the love of the Atonement.
* Me and my Nica friends...I'm the white one! ha ha
* a typical Nica breakfast: BEANS! with a little cream, eggs, tortilla and sausage.
hola! I'm Naomi and I love reading, my amazing family, and the color green.