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Good-byes and Big Doughnuts – Vitoria week twelve

September 29, 2015

Elder Sedgwick left today and I’m getting a new companion and staying here in Vitoria for a while longer. Life’s good, the mission is great, and the Church is true.  I’ll be working with elder Oliver and I will be picking him up at 5:00 tonight. He only has one more transfer in the mish than I do and that’s all I know about him, ahaha. Super excited – we’ll be one of, if not the youngest companionship in the mission again.  The language is coming along well, the work is too.  I’m studying and learning like a fiend, and I’m pretty stoked on life and where it’s going.  I’m continuing to cut my own hair and it looks great, and I’m learning how to cook little things here and there.

Well two things I learned this week:  the Skittles here are fake, and the McFlurry is better here because they add caramel sauce with the Oreos. It still doesn’t outweigh the Skittles being fake – so the states are still the promised land.

We had two super weird experiences this week, one with “Crazy Kapes” and the other with “Alan the Greek.” Crazy Kapes is a man we met named Quepa (cape-uh) who canted us, and who was more than a little wasted and very interesting. He kept pointing places and staring off in the distance so elder Sedgwick and I looked wherever he looked and looked wherever he pointed and he was lovin it.  He knew a little about the Church so we stuck around and tried to get his info.  When I told him we were gonna meet on Thursday he said ok.  Then I said alright Thursday at 6:00 and he then said no he couldn’t and proceeded to give me an answer that is not in the missionary vocabulary.  So we wrapped it up with him and said we were going to leave. When we left, he decided to walk with us. So, we walked with him for about three more minutes and the whole time he kept telling elder Sedgwick that he must be from Scotland because of his tie – well I guess you had to be there to understand any of this. We finally parted ways with Crazy Kapes.

Alan the Greek also contacted us this week. He yelled at us across the street in English and we ended up walking over to talk to him.  He said he had seen me before but had not seen elder Sedgwick before, which is weird because I am always with elder Sedgwick (he really had never seen me before).  He said “hey come get a Coke with me” and then as we crossed the street he said “you guys gonna eat too?” Very confused we followed this sketchy guy into a random piso and then long story short Alan the Greek asked us to “convert these two Muslims to Christianity.” Well, we knew that wasn’t going to happen. So, we basically drank our Cokes, had a nice discussion, set a return date, and said we had to go.

My scripture for the week comes from 1 Nephi 6:4 “For the fulness of mine intent is that I may persuade men to come unto the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, and be saved.” I like this scripture because that is the reason why I’m doing what I’m doing. To help my brothers and sisters, children of God, to come unto Christ. That is why I’m out here, not for myself, not for my parents, not for my future family (although me being out here will bless all of them).  The reason why I gave up two years of my life isn’t for them. It’s for the people here in Spain. To help them remember their Lord and their God. To help them grow closer to Him through faith, repentance, baptism, the receiving of the gift of the Holy Spirit, and enduring to the end. The best part is, it’s not over after the mission. I have my whole life to continue to do this.  Every member of this church can be a missionary. You don’t need a chappa and white shirt to be one.

Jesus is the Christ, He lives, and He is guiding this Church through President Thomas S. Monson. What a privilege it is to have a living prophet of God on the earth today.

Love you guys keep it real.

Get Buckets!

Elder Turner

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There Are No Bad Days

3 August 2015

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a bad day because I’ve learned something from every experience I have had.” Elder L. Tom Perry lived his life by those words. He said that he never had a bad day in his life. I admire him greatly. I also have really taken those words to heart. So far on my mission, I have not had any bad days, and I don’t plan on having any. I don’t plan on having any after my mission either. I don’t know why anyone would. True, there are hard days and there are hard times in our lives. I have experienced hard times on my mission probably every day; but that certainly doesn’t mean it’s been bad. Trials, challenges, and any type of difficult times have been placed in our lives so that we may grow. It doesn’t matter so much as to what happens to you in your life, but more what you do with what happens to you. We read in Hebrews that God chastened who he loves. He also tries us so that our faith and love can grow exponentially.

One way to get through hard times is to turn to Him and do what He would do.  What would he do? He would turn outwards. He would go help people and not think of himself. I know that through helping people we can, deep inside, feel better about ourselves. When we help people we help ourselves, and we can find true joy. I know this to be true because so far on my mission it has been all about other people. That is the reason why I came out here, to help people. To help them come unto Christ. I know that the moments where I think of myself are the only times I get down, and I realize it and change my thoughts and actions to someone else and I completely forget my silly little worries and experience joy.

There are so many great people here in Spain. The culture here in Vitoria is very diverse, and I’ve mentioned before that there are people here from all over South America, Africa, Spain, as well as neighboring islands. Elder Sedgwick and I have been having some really good times, and working very hard. The Lord has been blessing us immensely and placed a lot of very good, very ready people in our path.

This week I had one super sad moment when I thought I lost my chappa (his first missionary tag). Definitely the saddest on the mish so far – but I found it later that night . . . well other elders did.

Our water heater has been broken since Tuesday so I have been showering out of a pot of boiled water everyday . . . or just washing my hair, face, etc. with the cold water.  The water is colder than the Wedge in the winter.

We went to this restaurant owned by an investigator de Mex, authentic Mexican.  Got a pic I will send after this.  Oh, btw, I have no problem eating any foods anymore – mission blessings.

Oh yeah, one more thing . . . I made a life decision with Elder Sedgwick . . . We decided and made a pact that we will be New York Knicks fans for life. We bought jerseys to seal the deal. So, any Knicks news that comes up – keep me posted.

There is power in the Book of Mormon because it is the word of God, it truly testifies of Jesus Christ, and it is the truest book on this earth. It is the key to our religion and the key to happiness. If it is true, which it is, everything else is true. Jesus is the Christ, He lives, and He is the head of this church.

Elder Turner

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