Monday, May 27, 2019

Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me (Cementista)

Mortals,

Firstly, I found out recently that saying "el ibuprofano" ("the ibuprofen") sounds almost exactly the same as "el libro profano" ("the profane book"). Elder Mazzeo was extremely confused for a moment. Cuidense, hermanos.

This week was a bit complex. We had intercambios with the zone leaders, and Elder Valencia (a Spaniard) came to Cementista with me for a day. It just so happened that day that there was a killer cold-snap, and the temperature plummeted, but the elders who had changed areas (Elders Valencia and Mazzeo) hadn't prepared for that. That was a rough day, even for me, and I had all my clothing at my disposal. But we all survived, and nobody got sick or anything, which is great. One of the hermanas in Cementista even gave me and Elder Valencia thermal clothing, gloves, and caps, insisting that we take them even though we tried to refuse, saying we had that stuff in the pensión. But after thirty offers (that really isn't an exaggeration), it was impossible to refuse. She also gave us lunch, which came in the form of enormous hamburgers. That lady is demasiado bondadosa.

Then it was a bit depressing in the middle of the week because we had no investigators that were progressing para nada. That's a really sad feeling. It's not guilt, because it's not my choice, but it's sad, nonetheless. But then in the end of the week we actually got some investigators to fulfill their commitments, and we have two people that are almost certainly going to be baptized in the coming couple of weeks! Each time we met with them, Elder Mazzeo wafted the air toward his face as if he were smelling something, saying, "¿Usted huele eso? Es exito." And then we pass by a guy randomly watering his lawn at 10:00 at night. Bienvenidos a Barrio 12 de Julio, supongo.

Something happened with Elder Valencia that was interesting, too. We knocked a door, and an old Evangelist lady opened the door and we talked with her for a moment, presenting our introduction. But then she cut us off, asking in what name we baptize in the Church (obviously looking to dominate us in some way). We answered her saying that it is in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, but she immediately told us that is wrong, and that it must be only in the name of Jesus Christ, because when God comes searching for His children He will call them by the name of Christ. Good point, but that's a mix-up of doctrines. She showed us the scripture Acts 2:38, which says it is in the name of Christ that we are baptized, but then Elder Valencia showed her (in her own Bible, because she thought ours was a false translation) Matthew 28:19, which lists all three names. She read it out loud until the part that lists the names, at which point she cut off and accused us of trying to confuse her. Lady, your own Bible is trying to confuse you. In reality, those two scriptures aren't contradictory, it's just that Peter doesn't say all the names, perhaps even just as an oratory element. We parted with her feeling like she "won", when in reality all that happened was that we avoided the conflict. That experience was a good example of something that I have seen so incredibly much in the mission: people are content with their personal religious understanding, and they don't comprehend that there must never be an end to learning in that field of study. It's exactly as it says in 2 Nephi 28:30:

"For behold, thus saith the Lord God: I will give unto the children of men line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little and there a little; and blessed are those who hearken unto my precepts, and lend an ear unto my counsel, for they shall learn wisdom; for unto him that receiveth I will give more; and from them that shall say, We have enough, from them shall be taken away even that which they have."

That is the problem with being content, and exactly the reason I am not content with my knowledge of the workings of God. An infinite God has no end, neither do His works or words have any termination. Thus, any cessation of learning of Him will result in the fulfillment of this promise here, and to him that says, We have sufficient, from him will be taken away even that which he seemeth to have (Luke 8:18). I realized this week the reason for that: if you learn so much in the Gospel that you think you know it all, it means you no longer need God, and have elevated yourself to His station of omniscience, whether consciously or unconsciously. That is the definition of pride, and that means that after learning all of that, you learned absolutely nothing, and have fallen back to the evil of shunning the help of God. Thus, my invitation to all of you who will listen is an invitation directly from the Savior: "Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meekand lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls" (Matthew 11:29). Keep learning; if there is an end, God is not infinite, and this universe cannot exist without His Infinity. I testify that my God is limitless, and that His power, teachings, and glory have no end; there is no lack of things to learn. And if you do feel you have enough, repent, because that's the devil's voice. There are blessings for us all if we just keep bettering our understanding of His ways. For the glory of God is intelligence (DyC 93:36).

Until next week, friends,
Elder Hill

Fotos:
  1. Elder Valencia
  2. Mi hamburguesa gigante
  3. En la Plaza Independencia en Mendoza Centro
  4. Un conejito ahogando en dulce de leche
  5. Ahora podemos tener paz
  6. Vestido del invierno
  7. Un anillo de casamiento que encontró Elder Mazzeo en la calle (el segundo en la semana)
  8. Estoy perfectamente de acuerdo con esto. Bien dicho.
  9. Guillermo (el hombre muy alto con la barba) antes de su bautismo en sábado; el vive en la calle, pero es muy inteligente, y ya tiene un testimonio muy fuerte que la Iglesia de Jesucristo es la única iglesia que tiene la plenitud de la verdad. Él es el investigador que todos los misioneros quieren. Pero, tristemente, su bautismo es de las Hermanas de Mendoza Centro, no de Cementista. Pero bueno, sentí el Espíritu muy fuerte cuando compartió su testimonio.











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