Dear Mom,
Well, I am happy to say that my toes feel a
lot better. Also, sorry for not telling you that I sang at a Spanish
fireside. The Spirit was powerful and it was literally something that
was thrown together in the space of 10 minutes. haha. But, it was great.
The Galvez family is doing well, but we couldn't meet with them, so, it
kinda put a dent in our plans to ask him to be baptized. It will all
work out. Pedro is a firm believer. Chewy is also doing great. His
family has been coming to church with him these past couple weeks and
they are all looking forward to his baptism. That, and we now have dates
with Antonio, Juan (also teaching his gf), and Jorge. Things have been
picking up well. It has been a very exciting week.
SO, anyhow, my little
story for today is about a little interesting experience that happened
about three days ago. And, it required me to bring back the old JG. Friday
morning, when we were making plans to go out and tract, I pointed to an
area that we have never been to before and I asked my companion, "How
come we never tract over in this area?" He told me that is was a VERY
rough area and that the Bloods and the Crips are constantly fighting
there. I told him not to worry and that I felt that there was an investigator
waiting for us there. He was still not convinced, so I told him, "Don't
worry, man, if anything happens I will fight our way out of it." He was
still not all right with it, but he put his trust in me and we went over
to that area. As we began to tract, I spotted a Spanish guy fixing up
his car, so we began to walk over, and lo and behold, a couple of guys get
in my way. They were members of the Crips and were cussing us out and
pretty much bluntly told us to give them whatever money we had on us
and to get in our car and get the heck out of their neighborhood. Being
me, especially since the Spirit prompted me to talk to the Hispanic guy
fixing up the car, who was now looking at us, all I said to them was this,
"Get out of my way or I will not be responsible for what happens to you
both." My companion was freaking out and the two Crips didn't really like
that, so, of course, they attacked me. Took me about 2 minutes maybe 3 to
take 'em out. My companion was in awe... One of them dropped a knife during
the fight and I grabbed it and they were freaking out. I told them that I
would keep the knife and that I would spare them if they would take two
Books of Mormon and go home. HAHAHA!! I wish I had a camera! Their
faces were SO FUNNY! We had a small conversation about the Lord and my
companion and I talked with them about the Plan of Salvation that
brought tears to their eyes. Their names were Tyrone and William. They
are nice guys, just a little confused. Gave them each a Book of Mormon
and they went on their way. The Hispanic guy watched the entire thing.
As we approached him he said, "Why did you fight with those 2 young
men?" I said, "Because we have a beautiful message to share with you
about our Savior, Jesus Christ, and I wasn't going to let two gangsters
get in the way of that." He cried. He told us that he was waiting for
this his entire life. His name is Rodrigo Garcia. He will be baptized on
July 13.
The Spirit is always with those who strive to be righteous. You will
know when it is the time to stand up for your beliefs and to fight for
what is right. I leave you with those words of wisdom.
Elder Sierra, now known as "The Fighting Missionary"
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