The Rolla Holla, Monday, February 22, 2010

I had the priviledge of seeing and participating in one of the most beautiful baptisms of my mission. The clouds parted, and the sun shown through as Juan said to me, “Brother, I’ve seen this place in a dream.” We were standing in the middle of the Jejui river, wading through water to our knees, trying to find a place deep enough to perform the ordinance of baptism. We reached the middle of the river before the sandy river-bottom gave way to firmer ground and deeper water. It seemed that God had sent the rain to clear the many recreational swimmers that congregate in the place called Little Port (Puerto’i), but held it back and sent the sun to warm the baptism.

My companion and Juan’s family, along with investigators and our small, tight-nit band of members stood on the beach enjoying the peaceful serenity and privacy of the place prepared specially for that moment. As he came out of the water and smiled wide, showing his remaining teeth, I asked him how he felt. “Arrrrrrpelete”, he told me, a Paraguayan Spanish slash Guarani phrase meaning something like “incredible”. A moment I’ll always remember, along with the many simple lessons we taugh him, full of examples to overcome the language barrier, and the miraculous change from receiving the Holy Ghost that thereafter made them unnecessary. He has been quickened, and now stands ready to strengthen his testimony, serve his God, and love his family.

Seeing him reach that point, in and of itself was a miracle. He overcame vices and sins of the past to make this life-changing covenant with God. Another small miracle led us to Javier’s house when, according to what he’d told us, he should have been at work. As we clapped outside his old, rickety wood fence, we saw a dark figure from inside the house get out of bed and come toward us. It was him. He told us he had been laid off and had fallen into old habits and vices and that he needed our help. We helped him form a plan to overcome and to gather strength. He nearly wept as he prayed to end the lesson and committed to do what was necessary.

This week was full of incredible experiences, some of them too sacred to record. BUt I bear my witness as a represantative of Our Savior, Jesus Christ, that He lives, and He continues His work today through tens of thousands of hands like mine, which are blessed to be a part of it. Another week of incredible experiences and miracles await me and each of you, if you look and keep moving foward with Faith.

Elder McCarty
002 My Companion, Elder Walker, and Juan and I at Little Port. 003 Looking for the right place. 008 Music classes, preparing for the San Pedro ward choir. 010 The activity last Thursday. We taught how to do family home evening and had a fun activity, laughed together, felt the spirit together, and came together as a big family. 011 Last Sunday in church. Looking from the pulpit out to the congregation. The group is growing and getting stronger each week.

The Rolla Holla! Monday, February 15, 2010

My friend Russ Condie wrote me a letter in February of 2009 that I have reread many times since. He said, “The mission is a beautiful parable and deep foretast of life.” This week I caught a glimpse of what he was talking about.

I realized that I am learning to deal with and tolerate other people’s faults. 19 year old Rodrigo, an investigator who has gone 3 times to church but suffers from what seems to be some kind of obsessive compulsive disorder, sat explaining to us why his family members should put thebroom back where they found it or how he feels completely overwhelmed by the dirtyness in which he lives. We tried to stress the importance of prayer and asking for God’s help and guidance, but he feels unworthy even to pray, he tells us. We have seen many improvements in our little time with him, but are hoping and praying that he’ll take the SMALL steps to overcome. Despite all of his imperfections, I am amazed with the love I feel for him and how much God blesses me to truly desire his happiness.

I learned that the inspired music of the hymn book is a prayer unto God and a protection for each of us. We had our music class this week for the 2nd time now, and 2 investigators and DIonicia came. We enjoyed memorizing some of the hymns and singing together (with goofy drawings Elder Walker and I made up to teach them) and we have all felt more of the spirit by singing the hymns of our Lord both together and in those little moments of personal need.

The office Elders often call me with some random questions and I am glad to help them. This week, in one of those calls, they also mentioned to me that our new mission President will be...that father of my companion’s girlfriend. Wow, crazy. She may or may not come to Paraguay with him, and since my companion only has 3 months in the mission, he will spend the rest of it, after June, with his possible future father in law. I learned that for how much I miss my family and friends, a situation like that could make it a WHOLE lot worse, haha.

I learned again the power of true conversion. Dionicia payed her tithing this weak and has been blessed with strength to save money needed and follow a budget we helped her make, to get out of enslaving debt. She has also shared the gospel with her friend and brought him to church Sunday. He now also has a goal to be baptized the 4th of March. All because one day, in a simple, humble prayer, she felt something subtle, yet convincing in her heart.

Among many, another man, named Juan is experiencing that conversion. He set a plan to overcome his addiction to drinking, and has gone 2 weeks now without any problem. He is set to take the step of baptism, and thereby cleansing this Tuesday. I know that step will give him needed strength to overcome his addiction forever!

The work rolls on. We did a special fast last weekend, and did all in our power to achieve, specifically, our goal of investigators in Sacrament Meetign. We saw incredible miracles in making it happen, especially with 4, well-educated and established men an potential future priesthood holders that attended. The future looks bright for San Pedro and we are determined to do it right, in the Lord’s way.

I love you all! Have a great week!

Elder McCarty
Pics
007 Here’s where we ate lunch today. Good food, great prices, lol.

003 Here we are eating lunch. (haha, ok, didn’t take any cool pics this week, I repent) But at least you can see the cool glass bottles we drink soda of down here. I’ll miss that back home. 011 Here we are outside my favorite ice cream shop. We always make fun of how all of the flavors are spelled wrong on the sign behind where I’m standing

The Rolla Holla! Monday, 08 February 2010

The lights are flickering and the heat almost suffocating in this little internet cafe, where the electricity seems to be working, but not working fully. Today my companion and I decided that it had been long enough without any physical recreation and took about an hour to play soccer in the old, run-down, but most importantly covered from the sun, soccer field here in the city center. Since Paraguayans aren’t too interested in playing soccer during the hottest part of the day, it was just the two of us and so we had to invent some games to keep ourselves interested. Turned out to be lots of fun.

This week was one for the books. The heat, the work, the people, the food (which WE are slowly but surely learning to cook successfully), and the blessings of God were all incredible! We saw two very simple, humble people, take the step of baptism and be made great in the hands of God. From fear and trembling at the thought of praying in front of us, to testifying spiritual giants on Sunday after their confirmations in Fast and Testimony meeting, we learned a new dimension to the word conversion.

I saw a single mother, 42 years old whose live had been torn by unfaithfulness, abuse, and un-just court cases that robbed her of her children, go from a weary, sad, depressive existence, to a hopeful faith in Jesus Christ through baptism. After her baptism and confirmation, she bore powerful testimony last Sunday in church, and by the miraculous help of God, received her 10 year old daughter back into her home, in a matter of 3 short weeks.

A 12 year old boy with twitching eyes and a hard time remembering things, was able to not only understand and apply the plan of salvation, but taught it back to us afterwards with surprising accuracy. He overcame his stage fright to bear testimony Sunday, and is excited to be one of the first members in San Pedro. Some day he will be a great leader and as he reads and prays daily, and sets goals to continue progressing, he feels happier and more confident every day. God knows each of us and our situations and has a plan for us.

The work continues on. We are happy and loving life and always looking for ways to improve. Thank you all for everything! I love you and miss you!

Elder McCarty

018 Here we are at the riverside in the baptism.

028 My companion baptized Ronal and I baptized Dionicia. Today is her birthday so we are going now to celebrate and eat cake!

012 Here we are singing. This is where we had our district meeting, sang, prayed, and talked about how we could more effectively find, teach, and baptize families to be the foundation of the church.

002 A cool canoe with a load of dirt being haulded accross the river. Beautiful Paraguay.

The Rolla Holla! Monday, February 1st, 2010

God’s answers to ALL the right Questions

A new month! This week we’ll be seeing a few of the first baptisms here in San Pedro. We are so excited and feel confident that God is preparing these people to be strong members and future pillars of his church. Today is a very special pday...well, it just feels that way, I guess, because I got a package AS WELL as pictures in emails from you. Those of you that may not have been far from home would be AMAZED at how much happiness the little things bring.

It was incredible. Especially being out here in San Pedro for a while now, I forgot about the luxuries and joys of American candy (since one can find it in Asuncion if he’s willing to pay the price), new socks, souvenirs from your adventures (thanks for the sand from Hawaiis green beach, Mom :-). Thanks to those packages these last few weeks, I was just OVERCOME with gratitude and excited to eat Peanut M&Ms, American gum, and PB and J sandwiches and to see the pictures and read letters of the family. The pictures and letters more than anything else make me smile and rememeber why I am out here doing all of this.

I got letters this week from my nieces, Aspen and Brindley, as well as an account from Drew (to accompany many I’ve had from their Dad, Josiah) about what it is like to participate in a prayer from them where they pray for me by name as a missionary in Paraguay. Drew said, “I have knelt in family prayers several times and heard Aspen and Brindley pray for you while your far away! A child's prayer in it's simplicity and purity for you. Something about it just makes me take courage and faith.” I feel the same way and am amazed every time I think of all of you and how much I love you and miss you. If the time weren’t flying by so fast, it might be discouraging, but the most overwhelming feeling I have now is this: SPRINT to the finish. When I get there, as exhausted as I might be, I’ll be overcome with joy to see all of you!

Anyhow, in Aspen’s letter, she asked some questions that you all might also like to hear the answer to: “It is SO hot! I have to wear a goofy looking sombrero so the sun doesn’t burn me during the day. We have lots of fun and play games sometimes with my companion with the mangos that fall off of the trees. You have to kick it through the companions legs to score 1 point, as we are walking down the streets.”

“The food is pretty good. We have to cook for ourselves and eat LOTS of noodles and Mango or banana milk shakes. I learned this week how to make “tortilla”, which is just 2 cups of flower, 2 eggs, salt, and milk until its like cake batter, then deep fried in oil. It’s delicious. I’ll make you some with a milk shake when I get home!”

Anyhow, lots of incredible experiences this week in San Pedro. Last Friday as we were in a hurry to get to an appointment, I felt strongly to contact a family that was gathered outside on their porch. Like most people here in San Pedro, they received us warmly with lots of questions about who we are and why we’re here. We happily answered and got to know them, and shared a message about the family, prayed and left. The next visit, the father of the family hurriedely invited us in and said he had a question for us. He deeply wanted to know if a man REALLY could change himself. The question was music to our ears and we answered YES! He took confidence in us and told us of some difficulties he was having, asking if it were possible that God was humbling him and sent us in order to help him find a better way. WOW. This week we are going to have a family home evening with his family, and try to help them unite in their efforts as a family to find God and start a new life.

One of the questions we get a lot is, “Are you sure there are only 2 of you.” The people are amazed at how often they see us out walking and working among the people, and think there must be at least 10 different people. They always say, “no, we didn’t talk with you, we talked with other missionaries like you that were out working in my neighbors yard.” We always have to assure them that it was us and we are the only two. The other day I got a funny question from a 4 year old boy in a family we are teaching. He asked us, “Do you guys sleep in those clothes?”

Another day we were teaching a family with an 8 year old boy. While we were there, the Evangelical preacher showed up to ask why they hadn’t been going to church and to condemn our church and doctrine to them, in front of us. After he left, we quietly expressed our love for the family, reiterated our invitation that they could know for themselves by listening to God instead of man, and left with a prayer. The next visit, the boys mother told us that her son commented afterwards about us, “that’s how God’s servants should really be,” mentioning the way we dressed in shirt and tie, and even how we sang. Haha, so many incredible experiences and so little time to tell it all! Sorry this email is so long. I love you all and thank you for everything! Have a great week!

Elder McCarty


019 Me in front of cool yellow flower tree and paraguayan house.

018 Cool yellow flowers and blue sky.

011 After painting outside one afternoon, I got FRIED. My comp says I look like a white and read candy they have in Argentina.

5 Here we are with Liz, the single mom of 2 daughters in her cousins house. Her cousin Gladis, along with her husband Juan, and the whole family are preparing for baptism.

023 Another pic in front of a sweet Paragauyan house.