"Dear Elder Crandall: you are hereby called to serve as a missionary
for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
You are assigned to labor in the Colombia Barranquilla Mission.
It is anticipated that you will serve a period of 24 months...
You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Spanish Language."

FAVORITE SCRIPTURE

FAVORITE SCRIPTURE:
"And it came to pass that I, Nephi, beheld the power of the Lamb of God,
that it descended upon the saints of the church of the Lamb,
and upon the covenant people of the Lord,
who were scattered upon all the face of the earth;
and they were armed with righteousness
and with the power of God in great glory."
(1 Nephi 14:14)

Monday, February 2, 2015

I WAS HIT BY A MOTORCYCLE

February 2, 2015

TURBACO
Turbaco Ward, Los Alpes Stake
Companion:  Elder Montoya


[*Please check out new pictures posted yesterday from last week.]  

Hey everyone!

Well I should probably start by explaining the title.  Yes, I was hit by a motorcycle on Saturday. Colombia has a ton of motorcylces, crazy drivers, and tons of accidents and deaths due to the large number of motorcycles.  So the story... On Saturday we had an exchange and I was with Elder Paredes.  We were going to our first appointment before lunch and we were crossing a relatively busy street (the streets in Turbaco aren't really too busy at all).  A motocarro (like a small taxi) stopped in the street to let us and some other people pass, so all the cars behind him also stopped.  We looked both ways, normal, and went to cross.  I went to take a step when Elder Paredes grabbed the back of my shirt and a motorcycle came by and nailed my leg.  I went spinning, but did not fall, and the motorcycle went tumbling down the street.  Wow, did that hurt. Anyway, the guy on the motorcycle did not have a helmet on, but luckily he was not hurt.  He was way dazed and scared and confused. I told him that I was okay and everything so he went on his way and we went on our way.  I have a huge black bruise on my leg now.  I'll send a picture.

The aftermath of my leg encountering a motorcyle!
It seems that I have gotten more bumps and bruises in the mission than I did at home! I guess the title of the email should be "A Motorcycle was Hit by Me" since I didn't fall, haha!

Anyways, this week wasn't the best.  Elder Montoya has been having stress attacks/meltdowns and that's been pretty hard to deal with.  We have been studying and reading Adapting to the Missionary Life, and it's helped a little.  But it's going good. These are just tests, mountains to climb as President Eyring says.  I will get better through these hard times.

I finally found a member with an oven, so last Monday we had a family night and I cooked the funfetti cake mix you sent me for my birthday in December!   Wow, how I miss cakes from the US.  The sweets here... but it was great! 

Funfetti Cake

Family Home Evening when we baked the cake

Another cool thing that happened was that a kid in the ward here named Cristian got his mission call to Birmingham England, how cool!  He is the one that always like to practice his English with me.  He learned principally by reading the Book of Mormon in English. He is a great kid and he tells me how he really feels that the Lord was helping prepare him with learning English. For instance, when he wasn't able to pay for some of his classes in the university, some of his classmates helped him out with that.  Too cool!

So this last Tuesday we went to contact a referal.  It was two people named David and Cindi.  They are pretty cool and we were able to teach them a little.  The part that was cool is that David says that he has never talked with missionaries before, but he always sees them and whenever he sees them, he says that they always are smiling and laughing, haha. A little cheesy, but it kind of made me think about how it's true.  We are always walking, sweating, getting hit by motorcycles, but we continue to be happy.  It's a blessing that we receive every day and it's our own proof of how the gospel brings us happiness.  I know it's true because I live it every day!

Well I love and miss you all!  Wish for me to have a better week!  Thanks!  Stay safe!

Elder Crandall


P.S.:  
Kurt's Mom received an email with pictures from Sister Cira this week.  Kurt said that "Sister Cira is where we ate lunch every day the last 2 weeks.  I was drinking coconut water.  They have a lot of plants like bananas and things like that that they give us every lunch.  They are so great.  They are the ones that just got sealed in the temple in December after saving money for 5 years to go to the temple!" 

Email:
Desde Colombia, envío estas fotos de Este gran misionero. Elder Crandall, Saludos a todos sus familiares, les queremos mucho. Abrazos
Lunch at Sister. Cira's Home

Lunch at Sister. Cira's Home

Lunch at Sister. Cira's Home