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Training almost done

This week was really long, but it ended super well. Someone we were teaching got baptized! His name is Jose Armando Mejia, and he is one of the most converted people I have met. His friend who is a recent convert to the church was able to baptize him. They are both awesome people. His life story is crazy, I dont know how some of the people that I have met here would be able to turn their lives around from where they were without the gospel of Jesus Christ. I do know that with Jesus Christ, anyone can return to the right path in their lives. Because I couldn't go outside and work this week because of the whole surgery thing, I read a lot of scriptures, and I learned a lot about trials. I learned that when we have trials, we shouldnt expect or ask Heavenly Father to take our trials away, or to make it so the trial doesn't matter, or that the trial is just kind of there. We should pray to be able to handle the trial with strength, and to be able to bear the trial and learn from it. Every trial we have should teach us something different, it may be something small, but we should be able learn something that our Father in Heaven wants us to know. When we have trials is when we are able to learn the most. 
In other news, i have just one week left of my training. I will probably stay in the area i am in for another six weeks, but with a different elder. But, we are having a good time here in San Pedro Sula.

Food
Milojin- It is like a crispy, puffy tortilla thing covered in cinnamon sugar
Tacos Flautas- really good, especially with chipotle sauce.

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  1. He seems to enjoy the food. He is brave. And I loved the part where it said "make it so the trial doesn't matter". So true. He inspires me.

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