Hey everyone! I hope you all had an awesome Thanksgiving! Mine was great here in Tucson. The food was all amazing although it wasn't any different than usual. We got invited to eat with a family that's pretty americanized. We had a great time though! The only thing that was missing was family.
I have good news as far as teaching is concerned! Sandra is progressing incredibly well and is super excited to get baptized! She just got a job that had her work yesterday, but she's going to talk to her boss about getting Sundays off. That is really the only hold-up right now but I don't think it's going to be a problem. She loves to learn about the gospel and loves to read The Book of Mormon! We taught her the word of wisdom last night and we couldn't have asked for it to go any better. All she had to say at the end was "I guess I'll just switch to hot chocolate in the morning." It's awesome to see her enthusiasm and desire!
I'll wrap up with an experience we had last Monday night. Three or four weeks ago while we were visiting a member, a guy who lived in the trailer across rode up on his bike. He invited us to sit down and talk with him for awhile so we did. He introduced himself as Pete Stevens, and we came to find out that he lives alone and doesn't really talk to anybody. He wasn't really interested in our message, but he liked what we were doing and just wanted to talk to us. As we talked, we found out that he works as a dishwasher in a hospital. He told us about some amazing ribs that they made there and that he would get us some soon. Last Monday he saw us outside again and yelled to us to come in his house because he had gotten the ribs. We could tell immediately that he was really drunk and he was acting more crazy than usual. Everything he said was slurred and he shouted everything even though he was really close. After a few minutes of lectures from him on various subjects, he pulled out a knife. He then commanded us to "tell him a prayer." We began to pray but every time we began he cut us off because it wasn't the prayer he wanted to hear. This entire time he was gripping the knife at his side and had a very frightening look in his eyes. He then began to hit the knife against the table over and over, and then he got close and pointed it at us while he told us his prayer. We were pretty freaked out to say the least, and for a few minutes we thought he was getting ready to sacrifice us or something. Eventually we were able to satisfy him by bearing our testimonies, and he proceeded to use the knife to open the ribs. They turned out to be some of the best ribs I've ever had. It was a very unique night to say the least. We were in his house for over an hour, and during this experience we were instructed on the following subjects by Pete Stevens:
-How incredibly ripped he is
-The people he's beat up and his run-ins with the cops
-How to beat people up if they give us any "garbage" (to put it nicely)
-Doing 60 push-ups each day (we heard this at least 60 times)
-Staying away from "bad girls"
-Who would win in a fight between Chuck Norris and Bruce Lee (the answer being that they would both end up dying)
I've included a picture of us with Pete Stevens. He is holding his Bible and pointing to heaven. The knife is on the counter along with his 24 oz Budweiser.
I hope everything is well at home. Thanks for all of your support! I love you all!