WEEK 18 - Vomitar

I threw up all over the table at a member meal. I was trying to figure out how to best explain or introduce what happened on that fateful Monday night, but there's no sugar-coding it. I threw up at the Sanchez's house because I drank too much of their homemade cantaloupe juice (of which I am mildly allergic to). It was terrible. Already the depression had began to set in with the conclusion of P-Day, but this sent me over the edge and then back to the apartment to FaceBook find for the rest of the night. 

The days that followed were a spew of insane hijinks, reaching inside and outside of Elder Lawyer and I's area. At one point we ended up at the one and only, the greatest restaurant of all time, Trump Burger, in Belleville, Texas. At the next, we were inside inactive members’ homes, giving blessings and fixing relationships. Then, once more, we ended up in the home of a secret service agent who served during the campaigns of an aforementioned former President getting relationship and marriage advice over burgers. I guess this is all to say that this week was insane and, like the emergence of vomit, unexpected. The only thing left to do is clean up the table and throw away the table cloth while Hermano and Hermana Sanchez speak super fast Spanish that you can barely understand and all you can hope is that they don't think this all happened because you didn't like their food. 

But in all seriousness, this week was one for the history books. I will forever be the missionary who threw up at the Sanchez's and I will forever be the missionary who runs until he's forced to stop (according to Elder Lawyer). We have been in overdrive trying to get everyone and their mother to the Cinco de Mayo Devotional, and it's been paying off. God has been having the most perfect timing to open the hearts of inactive members and I truly believe that after this devotional the odds of having a Spanish branch or group in Sealy are extremely high. We went out with one of the members of the Stake Presidency yesterday to various inactive members’ homes and really just showed him who these people are and how much they need a community of Spanish speaking people, not just an English community with Spanish translation tacked on. 

I wish you all the best and thank you for your prayers, responses, and love. 

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