Gusano De Maguey

I ate a fat worm this week. It was about the length and width of my pinky finger and it was cooked inside of a tamale. In Spanish its called gusano de maguey. I didn't take a picture of it but you can search it on google :) It tasted weird but it wasn't too bad. It was the crunchy head that made me cringe just a little. I still prefer my tamales with chicken.

We traveled a lot this past week too. We had to go to Huajuapan to do a baptismal interview. It's about an hour and a half drive with constant sharp twists and turns. My companion and I were dying on the way back from motion sickness. Luckily we got back without any problems. We then traveled to Oaxaca City the next day for a Leadership meeting in the home of President and Sister Madsen. It was a great meeting and we ate sloppy joes afterward. I was so happy to eat a sloppy joe after 14 months without a good ol´american sloppy joe. It needed pickles but I wasn't going to complain ;).

We are working hard in our area even though our other responsibilities are taking away a lot of time to work in Nochixtlán. We have 2 awesome investigators, but they aren't married to their "husbands". What's even worse is that one of them hasn't divorced her ex-husband, and the guy she is living with now isn't divorced from his ex either...I swear every time we find someone who is actually interested, they have problems with marriage. We are going to keep working with them, and if they really have faith they will do what is necessary to be able to get baptized. 

We are also teaching a 14 year old young woman. She said the missionaries before talked to her dad so she would be able to listen to the missionaries. She said that her Dad doesn't like our religion and her Mom is catholic. They told her that she would have to wait until she was 18 to make a decision for herself. This past Sunday we prayed and fasted so that her father's heart to be softened. Yesterday, we went to teach her and towards the end of the lesson, her parents entered the room and we started talking to them. We really got along well with her parents, telling jokes, laughing, and talking about what we do and where we're from and all of that kind of stuff. They offered us food and we ate a little bit with them. As we left their house she said that we are accepted by her family. We were so happy to be able to have a good experience with her dad, and later in the week we are going to pass by and talk with them about the church some more. Prayer and fasting works! 

We bought fresh milk straight out of the cows utter and made hot chocolate with it. It was delicious but we might have not boiled the milk well enough because my companion and I were feeling some bad effects from it the next morning..

Love you all! ¡Qué tengan una buena semana! Les amo mucho.

-Elder Smith