This week was definitely one of those typical missionary weeks you here about where we were SO TIRED. I fell asleep in just about every lesson we had, luckily the elevators here in Spain are like four times slower than those of the states so if we were going to a high floor I could snuggle into the corner as if i was in ¨time out¨ and get a good 30 second nap - the great thing though is that it isn't like the tiredness that you feel when you are studying a lot or you just woke up, its an exhaustion that brings such a great sense of joy because you know that you are exhausted for the Lord´s cause. As some of the missionaries from the mission met for a special conference this past week, we talked a little bit about trying to minimize ¨free time¨ and make sure that every moment was taken advantage of. Really we came to the conclusion that the only free time we have is when we are sleeping, which is where i came up with the phrase and goal to work until i was even dreaming with the missionary work - Hasta que soñe con la obra.
We were out of our area for most of the week, traveling and working in other zones of the city, but finally we got to work in our area on Saturday night. Well, we hit the streets and as we started talking we quickly realized it was going to be ¨one of those nights¨ where everyone in the city is in a secret pact to reject the missionaries. We couldn´t catch a break, (I think Barcelona Futbol was playing or something). We kept our hopes high for the night and kept moving forward, despite doubts and fatigue, and finally we got to the last person we were going to try. We called up to her apartment and without even asking who we were she let us in. We gave each other that ¨Here comes the miracle¨ look. As the elevator slowly crept up the building, we began to hear loud music, and accordingly began praying that it wouldn't be coming from her house...the elevators opened...it was her house. Despite our better judgement we knocked the door anyways and the lady quickly confirmed that in fact we were not the special invites she was expecting to her valentines day fiesta. She shut the door to her house and to my hope, but luckily we had seen a woman a couple days before going into the house next door. We decided to knock it and she came to the door, looking just about as annoyed with the party as we were, and we began to talk. She told us how the years had begun to extinguish the flame of her faith, but we were able to testify that our message would help her having a working fire again, of which the spirit testified in that moment. It was a powerful ending to a day of trials, but that is the promise - ¨Ye receive no [miracle] until after the trial of your faith.
I hope that you all have a great week! Thank you for the love, support, and prayers.
Love,
Elder Jenkins
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