I feel really weird
writing my last letter home. The first thing I wish to write is my gratitude
for everyone who has made this mission possible. I have no idea where the
money came from month to month to have me here on the mission. I have
received so many cards and letters, mostly from family, to encouragement and
love that have helped me to keep moving forward. It has been a blessing
to be here. I know that if there is a will there is a way. I have
been blessed by so many who have helped me since the days of primary to get me
here to this point in which I am counting my blessing to know that God does
exist and that he loves all of his children, even those here in Spain. I
have been raised by goodly parents like Nephi and have been blessed to have the
restored gospel in my home since birth. Many people have no idea what
they are missing by not taking a minute and listening to 2 missionaries from
the Lord. I know that this church is true through the struggles that we
pass because of our journey through mortality. The mission has taught me
many things that I will never forget. My mission has made me a more
patient, loving, obedient, faithful, knowledgeable, worthy, spiritual, hard
working, Christlike centered disciple of the Lord. I give my hat off (if
I had one) to those how have been the blessing of making this mission a
reality. I pray that the Lord will forever bless you for your sacrifice.
Random Thoughts:
Right now I am emailing
from a computer store, claro, and downloading the pictures that I have on my
ipad to my usb so I can take them home and show you all.
We were passing by one of
the pueblos this past week we have in our area and we were walking during medio
dia and there was no one out. We passed by a skate park and it was
CLEAN. For spain it was clean and not even a leaf on the ground. I
have to avoid dog poop in the streets but I found nothing in this park.
We walked through another
pueblo this past week contacting but no one was there because they all work in
Barcelona. we walked past a fresh cut lawn. I miss cutting the
grass.....
We were in our piso and
were just leaving to go proselyte/work and we got into our elevator and a woman
was in it. We live on the top floor and she lives on the 4th. We go
down the elevator and stop at the 3rd because someone rang the elevator.
The door opens up and an old woman with a big tray of spaghetti things gets in,
but decides not because of the 3 of us. Fun moments as missionaries.
We had a long hot week in
the streets with no one listening to us, but we can´t say we didn´t try to warn
our fellow men, like President Dayton would say. We worked hard.
WE found the
"Urim-Tummim". It was a store we found in Cerdanyola, one of
our pueblos, as we went knocking doors.
We were also in Cerdanyola
when we walked past a building and heard a square dance song. It was
weird.
We were walking one day
and we saw 8 spanish girls up the street coming down and I said " red
rover, red rover, send 8 girls right over", but we chickened out in the
end and walked around them.
Last week the YW president
here in Sabadell lost the last of her brothers and had already lost her parents
making her the last member of her family on earth. To make it more
interesting, she is the only member of her family to be a member of the
church. She said that she would have loved to see her family accept the
gospel here on earth but she´ll have to do the work for them in the temple,
something she is happy to do but would have rather seen them enjoy the gospel
here with her. She gave a wonderful testimony of the gospel and plan of
salvation and that families can be together forever.
Well Family I am almost
about up with time. I love the blessing it is to serve here in Spain and
be part of this wonderful, holy work of God. I am without words right
know. I feel like my head is in the clouds. I feel like I have
another normal week next week, like nothing has changed, but it won´t. My
time is up. The whistle is almost going to be blown. I will have to
say goodbye to the great memories that I have of this country. As I have
walked the streets of spain speaking Castellano I have come closer to dad´s
side of the family. At long last I can speak to Abuelo y concer más de
Abuela por medio de las historias de la familia. Estoy muy agradecido por
este oportunidad para enseñar el evangelio de Jesucristo. I know that God
lives and answers our prayers. I know that Jesus Christ is our savior and
redeemer. I know that Joseph Smith saw God the Father and Jesus Christ
and through Joseph Smith, the Church has been restored to the earth. Our
evidence to the world is the Book of Mormon, another testament of Jesus Christ.
I know this book is true and that We can come closer to our Heavenly Father by
reading and studying this book.
I love you all so very
much and Hope you a happy week and I will see you very soon.
Con mucho amor de un
misionero de la misión de Barcelona España,
Élder Gonzalez