Week 33 Haircut from a 2 year old September 8, 2014

Hola familia y amigos!

So monday, after our zone meeting, we set up a volley ball net outside and played about 50 games of volleyball. We also made Mexican style hot dogs...with tons of spicy salsa of course. Food here isn't food unless your mouth is on fire. It was a lot of fun...and it was even more fun because my team went undefeated...we stayed on the court the entire time because no one could get us off.

Afterwards, we headed home and I got my hair cut...she butchered it! One thing is for sure...Mexicans don't cut hair...I can't wait to get a good American hair cut! Oh well I guess...

Tuesday we started teaching a 21 year-old guy who's an atheist. It was the first time I have ever taught someone who didn't believe in God or Jesus Christ but it was cool to see how interested he was in our message. He couldn't believe how sure we were that God existed and wanted to know how he could be as sure as us. He's a super great guy. He used to be a cocaine addict and a millionaire drug-dealer but decided to change his life around. When he was 13 years old, his dad bought him an apartment and kicked him out of the house. He's been living on his own ever since. He's also a professional yo-yoist (I don't know what they're actually called). It is insane what he can do with a yo yo!

My companion, Hermana Bennett, also bought some hair cutting scissors so that she could fix my hair... So, Tuesday night, I had my comp fix my hair and she actually did a really good job. My hair no longer looks like a two year old who decided to cut their own hair!

Wednesday it rained ALL DAY! It started raining at about 11:00 AM and lasted until we went home that night. Bennett and I were walking on the sidewalk to a lesson (let me remind you that it had been raining all day so the rain gutters had about a foot of water in them) when out of nowhere came a car coming full speed down the street straight towards us. There was a wall to my left and a river to my right....we had nowhere to run. The car came and sped right through the river, rooster-tailing gallons of rain water onto us... We were left standing on the sidewalk, soaked from head to toe...and I was not happy. But what else can you do besides get a good laugh out of it? So, my comp. and I stood there soaking wet laughing (along with all of the other Mexicans in the streets that thought it was pretty funny too).

Have you ever had a Mexican beg you to let him give you a massage? No? Well, I have! And if you say no, at least a foot massage...I mean come on! Jesus washed his disciples feet right?! We had a short, bald, chubby man walk up to us in the street and offer us free full body massages. Of course we told him no..but he wasn't having no for an answer. He reminded us that we were missionaries and that we did a lot of walking and that all he was asking was to be able to give a representative of Jesus Christ a massage. We told him no for the billionth time and he walked away...ANGRY. When he got about 10 feet away he turned around and yelled, "Jesus washed his disciples feet ya know!", and continued on his way. We got a good laugh out of that one.

Getting' my independence day on

Friday we found a family of 4 that are really interested in hearing the gospel. They willingly came to church and loved it! I LOVE FINDING FAMILIES! Later we passed an ice cream man on the street selling blackberry and cheese ice cream....my new favorite! At about 9:00 PM we started heading home for the night when I looked over to see Hermana Bennett's feet sparking...I thought they were on fire! She immediately started to jump up and down and scream but she couldn't get away from it. I had no idea what to do so I just watched it play out... About a minute later the sparks stopped and I noticed a group of drunk Mexican guys playing with fire works... they had thrown fireworks at us thinking it was funny. After I made sure my comp. was ok and everything, I thought it was pretty funny too haha.

Afraid of getting your car stolen?

We had a bunch of people at church this week and more and more people are inviting their non-member friends to church. The ward is finally starting to realize the importance of helping the missionaries out with missionary work. Afterwards we headed to go eat dinner with a family we had met the other day on the street. The family made us pozole and basically wanted to eat with us so that we could explain to them what we are doing here in Mexico City. They are a "christiana" family and believe a lot of the same things...they could almost pass for being LDS. They don't want anything to do with the gospel but the Pozole sure tasted good!

That's about it for this week!

I know without a doubt that this is the true church. Families change by living the gospel like you couldn't imagine. When we keep the commandments and do our best to do what's right, God is OBLIGATED to bless us. We have his promise. What more of a reason do we need to do all we can and to work our very hardest? When times get tough, turn to the Lord. He knows us better than we know ourselves. He's already suffered it. He knows how to help us. I never in my life planned on serving a mission...but that's what God had in store for me. Sometimes things don't go the way we want them to...sometimes we think we know better...but God knows the reason for everything. The church is true. God lives. Christ lives. And they love us. If you don't have a testimony or your testimony isn't as strong as you would like, pray to Him! He WILL answer your prayers. He is always listening.

I love you all to pluto and back!

Hermana Ingram

Mexican ping pong

Allergic to cats but couldn't resist