¿Que hay locos? Just like every week, things are going great here;
just living the life of your standard spaniard!
So this week, elder reeder and I learned an important lesson about
baking as a missionary....we shouldn't do it. We decided we should
make cookies for one of the church leaders here and his family. The
first problem was that we didn't have a working oven, so we decided to
just bring them dough to aazzzzzzmake the cookies. Next problem, we
bought all of the ingredients, got ready to put them together, and
realized that we didn't have any measuring cups at all. It gets
better. So the recipe called specifically for shortening, and said
explicitly that we shouldn't substitute for butter, so we went to the
store looking for shortening. Well, I didn't know how to translate
shortening into Spanish, so I am trying to describe what shortening
is, but I had never before I my life used Wis. Finally, the worker
pointed us to these little squares called levadura fresca. They looked
good to be so I got 4. We started cooking and we got to the point
where we needed to put I the "shortening" so I got started putting in
the 4 squares when my companion points out that it looks like tofu
instead of butter. We tried calling everyone we could to find out what
levedura fresco was, but no one answered, so we decided we just had to
eat some. We each took a piece of one of the squares and ate
them...quickly realizing that we had almost mixed 4 cubes of yeast
into our cookies...luckily we fixed our error and used margarine
instead. Then finally realizing we didn't have vanilla, we topped our
famous missionary cookie recipe off with some artificial
sweetener....needless to say, we gifted the cookies with the strong
warning that they should not be eaten, rather should just be taken and
thrown away, counting the thought, but instead of listening they
cooked them and brought some to church that Sunday for us to try. They
looked like little boulders, and had pockets of flour still in them,
but the family said they were so good and even. took them to school to
share....they were no toll house but we did the best we could.
We did have spiritual experiences this week too, like all weeks in the
mission. It is always amazing to me how manifested the Lord's hand is
in every day she you are constantly looking. I read a talk this week
by l Whitney Clayton that is called Choose To Believe. Talking to so
many people everyday, it's surprising how many have just given up hope
that there is even something to believe in. Really, believing just
starts with a choice. Alma, in the Book of Mormon, tells us "even if
ye can no more than desire to believe, let this desire work in you,
even until ye believe". We have seen countless examples of people who
change their lives around and truly become happier, just with a
decision to believe that there is something more to life and that they
have a father in heaven who loves them. I know that I have felt the
joy that comes from this belief as it has affected my decision to come
here to Spain and as it continues to affect my daily decisions.
Thank you for all the support and the prayers:) I hope you all have a
great week!
Elder Jenkins
Things I learned
1. Shortening in Spanish is called manteca
2. The rule of 3s for starting a business: 3 times harder, 3 times
longer, and 3 times more expensive than prior expectations
3. The capital of Bolivia is Santa Cruz
4. You can hunt tuna with your hands
5. Fish pedicures exist!
6. Marriage: separated for life, together for eternity
7. If you ask for 10 churros they will always give you more
8. Believing is a choice, knowing is a gift
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