September 1st - 7th, 2025
This week was filled with lots of opposition as you’ll read about below, but it was also filled with lots of manifestations of how God really is in charge of his work and that “no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing” -Joseph Smith.
We started the week with Mission Leadership Council (MLC) on Monday. We had the highest number of baptisms in August this year compared to any other month over the past year at least. Obviously it was a very exciting month to be here and we’re looking forward to witnessing how the Lord continues to hasten his work in this part of the world!
By the time we got home on Monday evening, I was not feeling well at all. I laid down for a nap and ended up sleeping for 6 hours straight. I woke up to eat briefly and then immediately went back to sleep again for 15 hours - by far the longest I’ve slept since being here. I figured my body was just trying to catch up on the lack of sleep. When I did finally wake up on Tuesday, Monica and I got to work on preparing for zone conferences for the rest of the week (Wednesday - Friday). That evening, after finalizing everything, I started to have chills and aches - basically I just felt terrible. I didn’t understand what was going on with my body.
Wednesday on our way to zone conference Monica sent out a message to all the missionaries to pray for me to feel better. Our family back home was praying too. I asked a couple of Elders to give me a blessing when we arrived at the church building, and I felt a lot better right away and was able to deliver my message.
Thursday I was feeling okay physically, and the conference went well overall, although we had quite the hiccup before it started. When we arrived at the chapel in the morning, the elders met us at the door and told us the water in the building was not working - nothing in the bathroom, kitchen, etc. Turns out there were some robbers the night before who had taken a rock and wedged it into the slats in the fence so someone could slip through so they could steal the water meter, likely with the intent to sell the brass. We had to quickly communicate with all the missionaries to take a city bus to get to another building nearby. That building was a bit of a construction zone with crews repainting/fixing some things both inside and outside, but it worked out.
I helped with a training that night at another church building for the ward mission leaders of a few wards in the stake. While I was there, Monica got to go out with the hermanas serving in the area and spend an evening accompanying them. She was with Hermana Reed & Wistisen. Here’s a little bit about her experience:
We went to the sisters’ house first - it’s pink on the outside so they refer to it as the “Barbie house.” There’s a stray dog that hangs outside their house that they’ve named “Ken.” He is the only friendly stray I’ve encountered so far in Chile. Ken tried to get on the bus with us as we were heading out to visit some friends, so the sisters had to tell him to stop by name and then he reluctantly stayed behind. First we visited a single mom and her 9-year-old son and had a great lesson about prayer. We headed back to the house briefly so Hermana Reed could go to a meeting with another sister training leader, so I was left with Hermana Wistisen and Peterson, while their comps were in the meeting. These two have only been on the mission for 7 weeks. They did great, even though collectively we don’t speak much Spanish, they still knew more than me! We tried to visit a few people but no one answered, so we just started talking to people on the street. I have never served a mission before, so it was my first time using the “talk to everyone you see” approach as we walked down the street. Most people ignored us or only talked for a bit before kindly rejecting us. We went back to their house and then I took our car back to the church where Brent was for his meeting. It was my first time driving on the highway, so I was a little nervous, but I made it safely. Overall, it was a very enjoyable evening being with the sisters and experiencing what they are doing all day every day.
Friday we found another building for our last day of zone conference, and it all went well. Friday night I was still not feeling great again. I ended up sleeping for 10 hours that night and when I got up, I felt like I wanted to go workout, but I realized I really didn’t have enough energy to go do that. I decided to go take a shower and I noticed a red area on the inside of my right calf - it felt warm to the touch, and was tender. I went to show Monica who was downstairs working out and we started googling my symptoms (always a good idea) and cellulitis came up. After talking to our area mission specialist they recommended that we go to the hospital to be seen asap. We went to Clinica Las Condes and luckily there wasn’t a big wait. It took less than an hour for them to examine my leg, draw my blood, do an ultrasound of the skin, and get the results back - and I did indeed have cellulitis. It's a bacterial infection that gets under the surface of your skin, and strangely it only affects one limb on your body, and it's accompanied by flu-like symptoms. It can be pretty serious if not treated quickly, so I got the prescription and started taking it asap. Luckily the treatments are working and the rash is all gone. We’re not sure where the bacteria was introduced from, but given that we were in Argentina last week I’m going to blame the Argentines haha.
Sunday I had a 5.5 hour long coordinating council meeting with some local leaders and our area seventy, Jaime Brace. It was long, but also very productive. That afternoon, we attended a baptism for Magali, a 60+ year old lady that has cancer and had to overcome lots of health challenges to get baptized. She’s been receiving lessons from the missionaries for about 2 months, and we were so happy to support her. The other baptism we attended was for a woman named Tonya. Her brother actually lives in Utah and has been a member for many years. The last time she visited him, she finally felt like it was time for her to listen to the missionaries and get baptized. Her brother was able to join the baptism via video call without her knowing. It was very special for her to talk to him afterwards!
We’re ending the week very tired, but grateful to have received the medical care I needed to get back up on my feet. We know we are doing the Lord’s work here in Santiago, and with his help we will try to keep up and help it progress forward.