Mi Pareja Tiene Pampers (My Girlfriend Has Diapers)

"Oh, qué lo qué? How it be?

Imma just hit the title in the beginning. So, we found this lady who really likes us, almost too much. Anyways, Puerto Ricans are a lot like me. They're just honest; they say it how it be, just straight up and honest. Honestly nice until it's about your Spanish. Anyways, we call this lady... Turns out she's already a member, baptized in San Souci. Anyways, she's like, "Yo, my girlfriend" (we're like, "What? Your girlfriend?"). Anyways, not the point. She's like, "Yo, you guys got bathrooms in your church?" We're like, "Uh, yeah, why? Cuántos?" (How many?) Like a few toilets, why? Ok, mi pareja tiene Pampers porque ella tiene mucho diarrea! And at this point, we're just like about to laugh but also puke. Then she's like (to her girlfriend), "Yo, get baptized. It's easy. They'll just dunk you in a river!" And we're like (in our heads), yeah, the problem is she probably won't pass the interview... but repentance is real, jaja. Anyways, the whole week we've been teasing each other about diarrhea and diapers (Pampers). LOL, BTW, they're old, like in their 60s, so it's even funnier.

I've truly seen the Lord's hand and timing this week countless times. It was so crazy.

I am bored of typing. Anyways, so this week we had a call with some lady, and she's like, "I need a Book of Mormon." We're like, "Alright, bet. Vamos a darle uno porque, en realidad, este libro cambiará su vida para mejor." Pero anyways, fuimos y le llamamos, y ella fue como, "No puedo hoy porque no estoy en casa," pero sentimos que necesitamos ir todavía y tratar por lo menos. So we went to her neighborhood, and we're like, "Yo, there's a guy right here. Let's teach him." Bam, una hora después, él no quería un libro de Mormón porque es otra doctrina, pero no es. Anyways, we wasted an hour, and he rejects the Book of Mormon, this guy. So we go to Maria's, and what are the odds? She just got home to get something, and she was closing her door when she saw us and got out. It was the only moment that day we would've stopped her, and it was so perfectly timed.

PAINTED OUR HOUSE.

Mixed and made lots of cement. I think I have it in my lungs.

Balled up some basketball with some kids and won.

Broke my watch. Now I have no idea what time it is ever.

I hit 8 months tomorrow.

Another time we saw God's timing this week was when we were supposed to go to Gisel's (the people we did service for and they came to church last week) on Saturday. And she told us to come at any time, and we were like, "Alright, sounds perfect." So we went to a service to feed the homeless in Cayey, and we watched a devotional with the Cayey elders. It was sweet. I loved hearing messages from Elder Soares and Elder Nielsen of the Seventy. It was a really good talk. Anyways, we were there, and so we get back to start our fast because this week was fast Sunday since we had stake conference last week. So we decide to do our fast, and we drive 40 minutes to Comerio to Gisel's house, and we passed her leaving her neighborhood. So we were a little upset. We didn't text her, so we texted her, and she said she's going to Bayamon till 7, so we can come at 7 (it was 3:30). So we were like, "Ok, I guess we will walk this neighborhood." So we do and find kids playing basketball, and we play, and we win, obviously because we're goats. Then they're like, "One more," and we play and lost 21 to 20. So we had to do 20 push-ups, but we still got their number. It was sick. Anyways, we go back, and Gisel texted us that she was back already. It was 6:30, so we were like, "Sweet, we will head over." So we go, and she's like, "My daughter is reading your book, and I have never seen a 23-year-old so interested in a church. She doesn't care about God or religion, but she's reading your book and wants to hear your lessons. She keeps asking me if it's true." Then her daughter got home from work at 7, and we were able to teach a full restoration lesson to her and her daughter, and it was super powerful. And looking back on it, we were so hard on ourselves for not just texting her earlier and making sure. But God had a better plan because her daughter would've been at work that day until 7, so we needed to be there later to teach her. (Also, I forgot to say Gisel got two flat tires and had to come home. Hence why she was earlier). And I know God was like, "She needs this message again." And that we had to be home by 9, so God worked with our rules and made it happen perfectly.

Never question things. God is always for you, never against you. Doctrine and Covenants 101:16 says, "Therefore, let your hearts be comforted concerning Zion; for all flesh is in mine hands; be still and know that I am God."

Now that's how it be. Así es. I testify God has a plan better and more perfect than you could imagine. We all just got to trust it.

I love you guys so much. Thanks for being cool, I guess. But not because you never message me back. Why do I even write these things? Does anyone even read them (besides my mom and my grandma)?"