Things are just kinda moving along here. Pretty sweet. Just a few stories though.
So this week Elder Brown and I were just kinda frustrated. Like we had been working way hard and talking to sooo many people and handing out sooo many cards and we just felt like it was all worthless just cause like we had literally seen 0 results. Like none. Not one person out of well over 100 peeps had gotten in touch with us. So that was just like hard. But then we were sitting there on Saturday at this bus stop and this guy comes up and talks to us and was like “I just felt like I needed to talk to you guys. What are you guys doing here?” Anyway we just talked to him and gave him out card and said goodbye and didn’t think we would see him again. Then I get a call Sundaymorning and he’s like “hey I met you guys last night. I want to meet.” So then he came to church yesterday and we gave him a BoM and we were talking to him and he was like “last night, I saw you two and there were spotlights on you. You guys were shining.” Lol then he sent us a text this morning and he’s like “is it possible for me to get baptized even though I was baptized in the Catholic Church? Lol so that’s pretty sick and we’ll see how that goes!
I think Heavenly Father saw that we were trying so hard to talk to people and seeing no success, that he had someone come talk to us! Lol way awesome!
Oh my. Then this week I pulled the sickest prank but I kinda felt bad. So it’s a long story but I couldn’t apply for my visa til now. Which is like 3 months too long. Like I’ve been illegal for a while. So finally I went and did it and we didn’t really know what was gonna happen. Like we didn’t know if I had to leave the country or what. Like I was WAYYY late applying for it. But we go and the guy was so chill and just like said it was fine and I’m in the clear so nothing to worry about there. But the other elders we live with didn’t know that. So I get home that night and lol I act wayyyy sad when I get home and like go straight to my room and just pack like a little suitcase. I had my comp go whisper to them that I had to leave the country and I didn’t know if I was coming back. This went on for like an hour. No one talked to me they thought I was like crying. I walk by the other room and this elder is like on his knees praying and I even had the two sign my book that like people have for when they say bye to missionaries. And this one kid wrote like a huge entry telling me all this stuff and like pouring out his heart to me and all this stuff lol. I felt so bad. One of them came and told me thanks and all this stuff and like hugged me. Then the other elder asked me if I wanted a blessing lol and I just thought that was too far so then I finally broke the news to them! I wish I had a pic of their faces! Literally priceless. They were so mad. They didn’t talk to me the rest of the night. I was dying. These guys thought like my mission was over and was leaving the country. Ugh. Too good!
But anyway I did like a little thinking again about the boy I was in high school and the boy I am now. And one thing that I’ve noticed is like the fact that I was never really proud to be Mormon. Like I didn’t really love people knowing that. Which is just like retarded I know. But now like it’s a pretty big difference walking around and having a name tag saying you’re Mormon on your chest lol. And I just love it. I love all the stares that we get ALL day of people just wondering who the crap we are. And I always hope I’m behaving in a manner that when people look at me they’re not surprised to find out I’m Mormon. And I heard something cool.
In high school if I was accused of being a Mormon and taken to court, would there be enough evidence to convict me?
But I read this way sick thing this week and so I’ll close with that. It’s just like exactly the mindset that I want to have one day.
“I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The dye has been cast! I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made; I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure. I’m finished and done with low living, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tainted visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals. I no longer need pre-eminence, positions, promotions, plaudits or popularity. I now live by faith, lean on his presence, walk with patience, am uplifted by prayer, and labor with power. My face is set. My gait is fast, and my goal is heaven. My road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my guide is reliable, my mission is clear! I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, divided or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won’t give up, shut up, or let up, until I have stayed up stored up, and paid up of the cause of Christ. I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till I know, and work till He stops me. And when He returns for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me. My banner will be clear.”
Pretty sick right?
Anyway. I got a call this week from the ZLs and I have to give a 15 minute talk at the next training on how the BoM draws people nearer to God. Yikes. Let me know with any insight on what the crap I’m supposed to talk about.
I love you all have a great week be safe and keep me in your prayers.