Monthly Archives:November 2014

What a Week

24 Nov , 2014,
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What a week.

First off, the German Police are looking for us. We’re fugitives. Legit. We get a call from our bishop telling us to be aware of cops and stuff cause they’re looking for us. Apparently there is this lady in our ward who’s like 80 and the elders usually bring sacrament to her every Sunday. Well we couldn’t last Sunday and apparently two guys showed up and told her they were the elders at the door, (she’s basically blind) then they robbed her whole house. Crazy. So she told the police that it was the Mormon Elders. Pretty crazy stuff.

So, on Thursday we invite the pro soccer player that we met to come help us clean our church then eat with us. He actually said yes which was way sick. He’s like in the minor league of German soccer, so one day hopefully he’ll be on a major team. But for now not really that huge. His name is Iyke and he’s from Nigeria. Pretty cool. Anyway, so that was awesome that he wanted to come cause really we had only met him once before that. So then after eating and clearing n stuff we went and watched the “Because of Him” video on If you haven’t watched it go watch it cause it is way sick and I get chills like 3 times every time I watch it. Then afterwards he just thought that it was awesome and said he has a testimony. lol. He doesn’t even know what our church is, really, but he said he has a testimony. So we’re gonna keep teaching him and hopefully things improve.

But here is the freaky weird part of the day:  After Iyke leaves were just like sitting there cleaning up a little and some guy comes knocking on the church door. One of the sisters opens it up and looks at him and he’s wearing jeans and a hoodie and has tissue stuffed in his nose and ears and wrapped around his hands. She tries to shake his hand and he’s like “NO I have evil inside me” and she was just like whoa. Then he comes in and like no joke something was so off. Like I was scared. My comp just like asked him what he needed and he said that he had evil spirits inside him and he wanted a blessing to get rid of them. He stuffs his nose and ears so that they wouldn’t escape and harm anyone else. Sweet guy. But he was still scaring me way bad. He just kept on saying “please help me, please help me” and the feeling in the building was really dark and weird. So then we talked to him a little bit more and we finally gave him a blessing and like, it was one of the craziest things I’ve ever been through in my whole life. He stood up, removed the tissue and we’re like “you’re gonna be ok” then he gave us all hugs and a big smile and we gave him a BoM. idk why he randomly chose to come to our church building, cause he didn’t know anything about it. But holy cow it was quite an experience. Really cool just to see the change in his demeanor and like all of ours. Pretty scary for a second though.

On a way cool note, though, after that we had a referral. So we took like an hour train and bus and like were kinda bummed we were doing this just for a referral cause we didn’t even know how legit it was. Anyway, we walk into this wayyy sketchy apartment building and this guy is sitting there smoking and he just like gets a huge smile on his face when he sees us. We go up to him and we’re like “we’re Mormon missionaries!” and then he goes on this big story of how he lived in Greece (he’s from Bangladesh) and he had a friend who was from Oklahoma but he lived in Greece and was some minister (so who knows why he referred him to our church). Technically he’s Muslim but he says he hasn’t believed it for a longgg time and how he’s Christian. He had to leave Greece cause he told all his Muslim friends that he didn’t believe in their church and all this stuff and they almost killed him. He was in a hospital for 12 days. He had like a split open head and broken arms and something wrong with his back and all this stuff. But it’s good cause he said he’s safe in Germany. Anyway, so then he wants to meet with us on Friday. And we’re sitting at a bus stop with him and we just kinda bring up baptism and so we’re talking with him and Henderson just kinda gave me a look and I was just like “Asaad, do you wanna get baptized on December 13th?” and he was like “oh yeah” SO SICK. We’re actually gonna baptize someone. And he’s so pumped. And I’m way pumped. We are so blessed in Bonn. Feels so good.

Then, on Saturday we met with the catholic priest in training at the Catholic training place again. His name is Pierre-Willie and we went in like mid-day so there were a ton of other peeps there too and they were just like looking at us like they were gonna kill us, lol. It was great. Anyway, so we told him all about the Book of Mormon and got him one in French cause he’s from the Congo. Then he agreed to read and pray about it and we’re meeting with him on Wednesday. Lot of potential.

I just feel like things are going really great for me here. So many blessings just like every day. Like I’m just waiting for something terrible to happen to me and make me way sad n stuff cause I feel like this streak of happiness can’t go on much longer, lol. But we’ll see. For now, things in Bonn are wayy sick. Such a great first area. Lucked out big time.

Love you all


17 Nov , 2014,
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We had a solid week. We were talking to a lot of people and stuff and it was so sick. We found this guy and he’s black and we were just talking, then we call him a few days later and we go over to his place and he legit lives in a Catholic MTC. It’s where they train people to become priests. I was laughing so hard. I just found myself sitting in some apartment room with a coke and some guy who’s training to become a catholic priest and still wants to hear from us. Crazy. His Cousin Plays for the Lakers. Pretty cool.  So on Tuesday we go over to the Familie Stein house (they love Divver) and we have a Mexican night. We cooked their first burritos so that was awesome. Henderson use to work at Costa Vida so they were good. Anyway, they have a 17 year old daughter named Marcella and we have a way sick night there and she played the violin for us and idk we were all just having a great time.  The ward here is awesome. We were the only missionaries that had an investigator show up to church. So that was pretty sick.

Another story, one morning we were just sitting there studying and someone is at the door. We open it up and it’s two senior people who are JW missionaries. They didn’t realize we were elders for like half their spiel then they realized it and they were just like… oh. Then they asked us what the difference is between our churches. Then Henderson talked all about Joseph Smith. And recited the whole first vison. Then they took a BoM. So that was cool. Good week. The best tool I have to talk to people on the trains is Instagram. No joke. If I ever see anyone on it, which is very often, I’m just like “wanna see my pics?” and they always do. So pretty cool.

So here’s a poem I wrote.


I gave it all I had, I thought;

I tried & tried, I fought & fought.

I thought that might, just be enough; to get me through that patch of rough.

But when I looked up, I felt my heart break;

What´d I do wrong? What mistakes did I make?

How could this happen? I had done everything right;

I took blow after blow, and continued to fight.

So there I sat, dark clouds in my head;

“Keep Walking,” I heard. “There is sunshine ahead.”

Forward I went, looking for a new start;

With worry and fear, and hope in my heart.

The Odds were against me, still Feeling so low;

I didn’t know what was coming, I didn’t know where to go.

But as I kept walking, my heart became light;

The clouds were now gone, the sun shining bright.

Way sick. I know. Anyway, love you all. Keep praying for me and I’ll keep praying for you, deal?

Love, Henry

Good Timber Does Not Grow in Ease

10 Nov , 2014,
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Another good week. Nothing to complain about really. Kind of. So on Tuesday we had a zone meeting and we needed BoMs and so they gave us a box of some that weighed 40 lbs. Freaking ridiculous. And that was at like 12:00. So for the rest of the day I was stuck carrying this stupid box all over Germany. Then on our walk home I was about to pass out and it started raining. So crazy. I was just dying. For real. I just sat there the whole 10 minute walk home thinking to myself why the heck am I here? Anyway, it was windy and freezing and raining. I came home and I set down the box and just went and sat in my chair for a solid 15 minutes staring at the wall. But then I remembered, “The stronger wind, the stronger trees. Good timber does not grow in ease.” Maybe, for whatever reason, I just needed that experience or whatever. Just be miserable for a second or two. You know, keep me humble. Anyway. Things are good. Elder Henderson is a good guy and Bonn is just so ready to be baptized. We are meeting people every week. On Wednesday we were on this bus and we started talking to this guy from Nigeria and it turns out that he’s a pro soccer player for a German team. Kinda big deal I guess. Anyway, we told him we wanted to play soccer and talk about Jesus. So he gave us his number and we’re gonna call him soon. Pretty fun.  Probably the coolest story of the week, though, is this. So we have this appointment set up with this married couple for Saturday at 3. And they called us on Friday night and elder Henderson was in the bathroom so I had to answer. Needless to say, I had no idea what they were saying. I was just like “ya….ya…ya. See ya.” I just assumed they were saying how excited they were. So then, we show up on Saturday to their apartment, and they’re super surpised to see us. Apparently, they called to cancel with us because her brother was coming to visit. So they felt bad and we had the lesson with the brother there real quick. ANYWAY, we get through the lesson and Elder Henderson gave me that look again. He had done basically all the talking. So I was just like “look, I literally have no idea what you all have been saying. But I felt the spirit when he read that scripture. and I know that it’s true, whatever it said.” Then Henderson said some more stuff and now the couple came to church on Sunday and the brother (who thought we were JW’s till like half way through our lesson) wanted a Book of Mormon and is gonna meet with the other elders. Pretty cool. All because of my handicap and inability to speak or understand German, a guy is now interested. God really does work in mysterious ways, lol. That’s about all that happened this week though. We have tons of meetings this week though so I’m pretty pumped. I’m gonna get Ad’s number and start calling him.

I lucked out with ton of stuff so far. We had a street display and this guy came up to me and was talking to me and apparently I agreed that I’m a freaking idiot and going to hell, because I was just nodding my head with a huge smile and saying “ya ya ya”. Oh well. It’ll come.  Love, Henry.


3 Nov , 2014,
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Bonn! Way sick and way lucky. This place is awesome. I’ll tell you guys all about that later. But first I have an awesome experience that happened 5 minutes into Germany. K so I just got off the plane and am waiting for baggage claim. So as I got off the phone before takeoff I said goodbye to Mom and I was just super scared and sad and all that stuff. So I just said a prayer and like had tears down my face and everything. Anyways, so, no big deal right? Wrong. At baggage claim this girl who looked to be in her upper thirties comes up and taps me on my shoulder and hands me a little note. I won’t type the whole thing, but she was like “hey young guy. You really inspire me. I saw you praying and wanted to let you know that God is going to help you.” Then she gave me a few scriptures then her email and said that if I’m ever in Leipzig(Berlin mission) that she would love to sit down and chat and she gave me her email. I literally almost passed out I was so dead. That was so freaking sick. All it took was saying a little prayer in public to let the Holy Ghost touch someone. Anyway, that was just awesome and a huge confidence booster for the rest of the day.

But ya, Bonn is way sick. No one has been there for like a whole year so I and Elder Henderson have to like re-open it. Elder Henderson is a good guy. Everyone talks about Divver here lol. I’m actually serving where Divver did for a long time, so all the ward members know him and loooove him. But ya my trainer is a really good guy. He is just coming off being ZL in Heidelberg. And that is like the dream zone of the mission. He was there for 9 months and really had a home there. So I feel for him. He has a good attitude though and speaks really good German. We have quite a task at hand here in Bonn though. We are supposed to get enough people to make two wards. We are actually living in Euskirchen right now, which is like a half hour train ride from Bonn, while they look for an apartment for us. And it’s nice because a sister in my district is also serving in Bonn with me so I have a familiar face. So I’m living in a foursome, but we don’t know how much longer. We are pretty crammed. So ya I have been pretty lucky with everything so far. I’m in the zone next to Adam, and around Christmas time our Zones are having a Zone conference so I’ll see him soon I hope! I think I know why God sent us to the same mission. Because I couldn’t do it if I didn’t know Adam was doing literally the exact same thing that I am. Seriously, every day I’ll just get a little sad and I’ll just think of Adam and realize that he is right there with me. Really great.

Another cool experience, so there is this really awesome family named the Titz. And they’re this old guy and his wife in the basement, and their inactive daughter and her nonmember husband upstairs. So we went over to their house to eat on Friday and we have to prepare a spiritual thought afterwards. So Henderson gives this awesome thought (he just told me before that he was gonna talk about faith) so I couldn’t understand anything at all. Then he just looks at me and I just got the gist that he wanted me to bear my testimony. So I just opened up to Alma 32:21 and blacked out. Literally couldn’t tell you one thing I said. I have no memory. The spirit completely took over. And Bruder Titz was just like crying afterwards hugging me and stuff and saying stuff that I couldn’t understand but I think he liked it. So then on Sunday, we all had to get up in front of the ward (probably like 150 members) and we had to bear our testimonies. And I got up there and was like “I’m new in Germany and I don’t really know what I’m saying” then just a few things about like why I love missionary work. Then Bruder Titz got up and all I heard throughout was Elder Morris. So afterwards I asked Henderson what he said and the guy basically talked about me the whole time. The Holy Ghost really is so cool and what it can do.
But ya our ward is wayyy sick. The kids loves us. Go on Instagram and look at this kids Instagram “JonnyBolte” I’m his first post lol. He has like no followers, but everyone was like coming up to us inviting us for dinner so I’m way excited!

Now I know that I will definitely have some unhappy times ahead of me, but so far I’ve mainly been all smiles. Of course I have had my lows throughout the day, but mainly I’m happy. I can’t understand anything, but I know it will come. I don’t get too discouraged. We are getting handed over SEVEN investigators. SEVEN. Crazy. The elder before us did a really good job of doing double duty, so they’re really happy to have us. But ya there are quite a few Divver stories lol. Everybody loves him though. He was just super crazy. But ya I’m living in the same apartment he did in Euskirchen, then I will be also in Bonn when we move. Pretty cool. That’s about it for now. Pretty exciting first weekend. This Elder Livig with us from Arizona ate something terrible earlier on Saturday and literally about broke the toilet. We all have to share one bathroom and I could hear him from like 2 rooms over. It sounded so gruesome I almost like busted down the door to see if he was ok. Then on Saturday morning, we had breakfast at the Titz and they served blood sausage. Well, there is not a chance I was eating that, so I put it in my sweatshirt pocket when they went to the kitchen, and they came back and thought I liked it so much that they gave me another one. Great stuff. So far it is pretty sick. Happy to be here!