[nick] WK4 mount kolob (dont miss this one!)

welllllllllllll hello people who read this. This last thursday i had a chat with my companion that i wanted to work harder and that i felt i could do more of.. really whatever he´s got., four days later on Monday, Elder harding (my companion) decided on a good place to find some new work. I was really excited to hear this of course. Im now going to start typing the experience that i had from my journal entry the morning after. "Well yesterday morning elder harding told me that we would be going up to a city called Talmiche to look for some new work. I said great and we left later that after noon. Talmiche is a city that takes 2 HOURS of HIKING to get to. The people here in Guatemalaaparently do not know what "swtichbacks" are because we hiked STRAIT up the mountain on a dirt road. we stopped a few times to drink of course for about five minutes each. Do lunges for about 2 hours strait with a back pack full of heavy books and you might understand how my legs felt after we had reached the top. When we arrived we found beautiful lanscape with crops, cattle, and little shacks spotting the round, rolling, and seemingly endless hills. It was dusk when we had spotted the house we wanted to contact. It was on top of a hill and enclosed by corn leaving only one or two ways in to the house. As we walked through the fence to get to the house two of the most vicious and unhealthy looking dogs came barreling towards us barking, growling and looking to gnaw on our bones. One of them specifically came and started nipping at my feet, of course i tried retaliateing and attempted kicking him in the face but i absolutely could not lift my legs high enough after climbing Mount Kolob. Hearing the commotion, im guessing, a lady came to our rescue and called for the dogs to stop. They immediately did so and ran back to their Dog house with only my right leg as reward. we talked with the lady, introduced ourselves, told her who we are and why we were here and asked if there was anything to do for her. She was very accepting and kindly let us chop her wood. We started chopping her wood and as we did so talked to her about her family, work, religion the usual small talk. She has 6 kids ranging from 12 to 26, her husband worked in the city and she stayed at home cooking, cleaning, farming, and tending to animals which includes one kitten, two dogs, two puppies, 10 or 12 chickens, four cows, one donkey, and one duck. she was not attending a church but believed in christ of course. she has lived there for many many years and loves her family a lot. During all of this conversation of course we were still chopping wood. we chopped wood for about an hour and eventually she said we could stop, invited us in to have some corn and we gladly accepted. I was especially grateful to stop because i had blisters on both of my hands now and they were both full of slivers( in order to finish this story i have to be less descriptive due to my short email time) We went in and she gave us some nice burnt corn right from the middle of the fire. mmmmm. i took a bite and immediately received third degree burns to my tongue and mouth, but dont you worry, she gave me half a lime as well. im guessing just in case we got thirsty or burned our tongue, which i had. How thoughtful of her, after our long hike and chopping her wood, she gave us half of a lime to quench our thirst. It was the best she had to offer though and i knew it. What an amazingly humble and kind woman she was. after we finished our corn we decided to leave, surprisingly not because we were full from the corn and lime but because it was dark and nearly 8, So we set up another appointment for THE NEXT DAY and headed for down the mountain... in the rain... in the dark... down the trail were 3 people had been murdered earlier that week. I prayed the whole way down the mountain and eventually we arrived home in safety...... we did our usual nightly planning prayers chat and got in bed. As i layed there on my pillow looking back on the day, i had hiked Mount Doom, i had been attacked by hell hounds, i had chopped wood till my hands were blistered and slivered, i had burt my tongue, cooled it off with a lime, i had walked through the dark night, the pouring rain, and life endangering trails and.... And i absolutely could not wait to do it again the following day. It was the lords work and the lords way and he allowed me to do it for him. The lady and her family all sincerely enjoyed our visit and knew that we came as missionaries of the lord looking to help, love, and just get to know her and her family. What a blessing it is to be a missionary of the lord, to be able to help others and experience first hand his work moving forward. It was my experience Done in the lords name and i hope there are many more days like this one to come.