This week was
fantastic. It started out a little rough, but then it picked up a
lot. My knee was hurting a little bit on Tuesday and Wednesday, but I got
a blessing on Thursday and my knee has been feeling pretty good ever
since. I was also experiencing some feelings of anxiety and inadequacy,
but Elder Camargo and I talked it out for a couple of hours, gave each other
blessings and again, I have been feeling much better ever since. I am so
grateful for Elder Camargo. He is an incredible missionary and a really
good man. He is such an amazing example to me of the kind of missionary I
want to be and the kind of friend that I want to have. He is always
supportive of my weaknesses, doesn't overemphasize my faults, loves to talk but
knows how to listen, and is so happy all of the time.
If any of you were
wondering, almost everything I heard about Cape Verde before I came was a
lie. Not in a bad way, it just is not what I was expecting.
Everyone was right that the culture was super laid back and that it was
beautiful, but the stuff about not having bugs, was wrong. They have
these giant yellow spiders the size of your hand, and flies and
mosquitoes. They have fetid dogs in the streets everywhere and lots of
people seem to have at least one chicken or pig. It actually feels a lot
like Brazil. I love it here though. We took the time to
immaculately clean our apartment and so now home is a safe haven from the dirt,
sun, and bugs. The people are absolutely incredible. Open hearts,
warm personalities, and I am really enjoying changing my accent from a
Brazilian Portuguese to a much more Cape Verdian Portuguese. Elder
Camargo and I are actually both working on it together.
We had a really
neat experience. We had just come out of a very frustrating lesson.
The man only spoke Creole, but we are only allowed to teach in Portuguese and
so we generally need an interpreter who speaks the specific Creole of that
person to come with us, but none were available. So it just felt like a
huge waste of time. We walked out of his house into the pitch black darkness
of night when we heard a very drunk voice and see the lit end of a
cigarette. The voice said "Elders, elders, I need your help.
Come with me to my house." We followed him, but we didn't feel
comfortable going inside. He told us he needed to get something. We
almost decided to walk away in case he came back with a gun or something, but
we didn't leave. He came back out with a copy of The Book of Mormon and
he said "I have read this book. Help me to understand it and know
that it is true like you do." We marked a day to go talk with
him. His whole family is really enjoying learning about the gospel and
every time we go back to his house there are more people there - a niece, three
friends, a cousin. It is amazing. The Lord truly works in mysterious
ways. After our first lesson with this family Elder Camargo and I decided
that the Lord was testing us to see if we would listen to our feelings (and not
to what made sense) and was blessing us according to that obedience. I
love missionary work.
Elder T. Drew