People in Chile aren't the most musical, but our ward decided to have a Christmas Choir anyway. There is no one that can play the piano in our ward. I can read music and play one or two hymns, but when it comes to piano I am pretty bad. I have to practice a ton to be able to play something well. Guess who they chose to play the piano for the Christmas choir...… That is right your boy Elder Scott. I played the song ¨Cantan Santos Angeles¨ (I forgot what it is called in English. It is the one that says Gllllllllooooooooooorrrrrrrriiiiiiiaaaaa forever). I got to practice it a few times, then all the youth sang it and I played. It went super, super well and all the old women teared up and told us it was beautiful. Sister Wallentine or Jesika if you read these letters thank you so much for teaching and encouraging me in piano so I could bless the lives of a few people in South America.
One of my favorite moments this week was with one of our friends called Emilio. Emilio is one of the people we teach. Well, he was. We visited him a ton and always tried to pass by his house because he is a great guy, but he never was really interested and he wouldn't accept our challenges or invitations to come to church, so eventually we just stopped passing by his house. Last Sunday, we walked into the capilla (church building), and he was sitting there waiting for us. It was absolutely totally out of the blue. We didn't expect it at all. He told us that he had cried the entire night. For a whole week he had tried to find things to make himself happy because he was feeling so down. He went to a bunch of parties, he went out with friends, he tried drinking, he tried resting, but none of it worked. He decided to pray to ask God what he could do to feel better. He told us that the thought came that he needed to come to church. During one of the talks, he knelt down on the ground and started crying. He told us that what the speaker was saying was answering all of his problems and that he knew stronger then ever that this was the right thing. He told us that he wanted to be baptized. It is crazy how he made a complete change so fast. It strengthens my testimony that the things of this world really can´t make us happy. The things of Heavenly Father will bring us happiness that endures.
Also, we a special training meeting this week and I want share with you guys a few things that I liked. The meeting was about how staying positive really affects performance. They started out with a very interesting example. They wrote down a few words on the board. Ugly, I can´t, This is stupid, Why can't I, Bad. They called up one of the missionaries and had her say a few sentences about herself using this words. For an example, ¨I can´t speak Spanish¨. Then, they changed the words to positive things. ¨I can, This is great, Pretty,¨. Stuff like that. They called up another missionary and had her say things about herself using these words. The speaker pointed out to us something really cool. While the first missionary was walking toward the board, she took 10 steps. On the way back, she took 14. The second missionary, the one that had said positive things about herself, took 14 steps to the board. On the way back she took 9. It was something that I hadn't ever thought about before, but what the two missionaries said about themselves really affected them in a physical way and in how they carried themselves. It kinda hit me after that example that this is something I could work on. I am always really hard on myself and I make fun of myself a lot and I knew that it had an affect on me, but I never realized it was that important. I am not really that sure how to explain it. I am trying my best now to always be positive, no matter what happens because like I learned, when we are positive about ourselves and others, life is so much easier.
Please eat lots of mash potatoes and turkey for me this Thursday! I am thankful for you all!!
Love you guys!