Freaking pansies. We went back to the apartment with 6 TJ´s [Jehovah's Witnesses]. They live downtown and are all 26 or so. They gave us a folleto [brochure], didn't have a sprinkle of doctrine. they won't read ours. We went back to ask questions, because that's how you convert them. You put them on their territory so they feel good, but then you start asking where they get the authority or just trip 'em up and then you've got your in. Well anyways, these women (3 year old girls more like it) saw us, and shut the doors. We asked, "we just have a few questions!" After 5 minutes one came out and said: "I don't speak good Spanish. I can't answer you why Jesus isn't Jehova or why he came in 1914." Pansies. She went back in! Anywho. We got into it with some pretty prominent TJs. Like top notch big guns of Veracruz. They told us to come by later, (street contact) and we did. We started talking on the doorstep, and they said they didn't have time.. so.. I pulled out my Bible and we ended up being there 2.5 hours on a doorstep. So dumb. They know they are wrong. I do have respect for them though. They work harder than 3/4 of the members of the Church of Jesus Christ. They go out and proselyte every weekend, and they know their doctrine, as false as it may be. But anyways, this time was great. The entrie entrada knew that the TJs were at it again. We tried to be calm, but the guy kept telling his 18 kid to shut up so he could yell scriptures at us, hahaha. Didn't get anywhere, and so I asked if Christ had a body. They said no. Then I said what was the point of the resurrection then? They didn't know how to not contradict themselves, haha. But then some 70 yearold guy selling tamales walks in and listens... listens... and then cannonballs in. He started planching [grilling] the TJs so hard. Me and Westhoff were all smiles and found our way out and let them continue on. Pridefull pricks! haha We tried to talk to this old guy after, Luz del Mundo, but he tried to planch us and say only Jesus Christ is the name we should baptize. We gave him a folleto and sent him on his way, like a champ. It was so random. 4 different religions. I learned a lot.
Also, the Birthday. for Wednesday, my converts, Alejandro and Reyna, told the bishop it was my birthday. We didn't know. So anyways, we get told about a random consejo de lideres [leadership council] Wednesday at 5. Weird time, weird hour. We got there and there was a YSA activity. We enter in the bishops office, and we start. I was like wait a second.. where are all the leaders? Why is the bishops daughter and Alejandro y Reyna in here? Then they brought in a cake and sang happy birthday to me in English and another girl sitting next to me in Spanish. She turned 22 with me. Really cool. Played volleyball, and then ate food. I was pretty stoked my converts did that for me.
They told me to come over Thursday at 3. So we did. We talked, then they brought in a flan they made and we ate that. Pretty freaking chido [cool]. They will be cool to keep in touch with. Computer geeks. Won't be too hard to Skype with them.
I'm staying here. I get another white guy, but I'm mayor [senior companion], which only Elder Smith, from our MTC group is at the moment. The rest are still menor [junior]. So I'm stoked about that. I hated menor. There are so many knotheads on the mish lately. Good to have a few cards in the deck. Pretty hard to get the transfers. Westhoff is leaving to Temascal, an area where they baptize in a lake, speak a dialect, and surrounded by mountains.
Well. hasta la proxima, Elder Mortensen