Awesome week this past week. AWESOME. So, we’ve been having a pretty tough time, and things have been really slow since we got here. This should let you know: we have been having more luck tracting than we have had by trying to visit less-actives in our ward. Yup, very frustrating. And then guess what?!? 6 new investigators this past week! BOO YAH!!!! Taught each of them the first discussion, gave each a Book of Mormon, and extended the baptismal commitment to each one. Needles to say, I feel great today.
Also, the ward is finally gettin’ behind us! During ward council, our new high councilman lit a fire under everyone, and it sounds like starting probably next week, we will be going on splits with the quorums! Once a week each with the Elders and High Priests and then once a month each with the Bishopric and YM. The idea is that we are going to go home teaching with them to the less-actives that aren’t letting us in…but will let the members in. It’s a win-win. We get to teach less-actives, home-teaching gets done, and the ward gets a healthy dose of unity and missionary work. Super excited to see our member-present and less-active lesson numbers go up. We’ve really been struggling in those two categories.
Thank you so much to everyone that has been mailing me! I have been loving it all and it makes the day SO much better when you have something waiting for you in the mailbox when we get down there. Remember, I can only write back on P-days (Mondays), so if it takes a while to get a response, I am sorry but I have not forgotten about it!
Let’s see what else is new…OH! Yeah, so I’ve been called a lot of things in my life: dumb, a dork, ugly…the works. And then the other day, a mother (member) in a part-member family that loves having the missionaries over and messes with us all of the time called me a “pretty boy.” Since when have I ever been thought of as a pretty boy??? I was offended…and then I made the mistake of wearing a pink tie to her home the next day… Okay, so no one ever accused me of being smart…but still. And then she gave me a chance to redeem myself by trying to fix her daughter’s car. Couldn’t do it. It was some wiring issue that I couldn’t figure out. My dad’s probably laughing at me as he reads this. So then she tells everyone in the ward that I don’t know the difference between a car and a horse. Brutal. Tough times out here. I don’t even know why I’m sharing this embarrassing story. If any of you bring it up to me when I get home, I’m just going to turn around and walk away.
Yup, so that’s been my week! Awesome, crazy, fun, and humbling. I love being a missionary and I love this gospel. It makes me always want to live worthy of having the companionship of the Holy Spirit. He has truly become my best friend out here, and I rely upon him more than anyone.
Love you all! Take care and God bless.
Faith and Honor,