My wonderful familia and friends- I hope I will find the time to email
all today, because we only have about 20 min to do so! We are
All-Mission Summer Conference today where we play games at
the park and then
meet back together for a slideshow, talent show, and
a fireside from the
Taggart's son. It's pretty weird to come full
circle, because this same exact
event happened my first ever Pday in
the mission last year...blech.
*shudders* But anyways, I hope this
email will make sense (I rough drafted it
Well in the first exciting bit of news: we got fed 4 times
week!!!!! Two of them being yesterday haha. It's a
miracle!!!! I feel like the ward is slowly warming up to us, and
actually have a few friendly faces in the crowd now :)
And 2nd (not so
much exciting news, as weird news) I've met sooooo
many people this week that
remind me of Dad or Ty. I mean one of the
Elders in particular, but a couple
others too, are spot on for Ty- and
then a few members here remind me of Dad.
So it's been kinda nice! A
home away from home so to speak lol.
then for the rest of the news, and most of it is blah haha, so sorry!
last transfer, and then this week too, have been the hardest in my
far. Not just because of companion issues, but because the
work in this area
is suffering SO bad. We have NO progressing
investigators, NO one interested
in coming to church, NO one wanting
to give us the time of day, and hardly
any new investigators from week
to week. We have been out knocking doors,
street contacting, Walmart
contacting, park contacting, chalk-drawing, Home
parking lot contacting, food contacting, pleading for
members, knocking with the youth...you name it and we've
it this week. This has been THE longest week of my life... For
least 6 hours each day we are out walking around trying with all
might to find someone who is interested and wants to progress. We
searching our guts out for ONE prepared person. And we haven't
able to find a single one... Not a single person. *sigh* Am I
something wrong? Am I not trying hard enough? Should I grab myself
wheelchair so I can walk faster and talk to more people quicker? My
are literally about to fall off because they hurt so bad. My
liver is going
to be shot after all the ibuprofen I've been popping!
And I feel like we
should be getting some sort of blessings because of
the efforts and tries we
have made. But we get nothing. Zip. Nada.
Zilch. And it's been like this for
75% of my mission, not counting my
awesome 3 months in Eatontown. It's been
rough feeling so discouraged
all the time. I feel like I'll never measure up
to what God needs from
me. I'm too weak. I feel like I'll never meet someone
who wants to
progress and eventually get baptized.
But enough with the
doom and gloom- ain't nobody got time for that! Haha
This week we saw one
cool blessing. We went to try and see a
college-aged Hindu that I had knocked
into on exchange about a month
ago. We've been trying and trying to see
Sreeja again but every time
we go back we meet someone new that lives there
haha. Well this time
we met her friend Varsha (well, we had already met her
told us Sreeja wasn't there, but that she wanted to talk with
herself. Apparently Sreeja had been telling her 3 other roommates
us and about the Book of Mormon we gave her! And Varsha,
although a Hindu,
was raised by her grandma til she was about 13 and
her grandmas a Christian!
So she knows most of the Bible stories, and
the general idea of Christ, etc
etc. So when we showed up again this
time, she invited us right in and wanted
us to teach her! We only had
15min until our next appointment, but we were
able to teach her the
1st part of the plan of salvation- and she understood
it all! We
taught her about Adam and Eve and the wonderful plan that God has
us and she said "I haven't heard that before. That makes sense!"
said the closing prayer perfectly, and wants to meet with us
next week! That was pretty cool.
That's it for me! I'm
currently writing this as we listen to an Elder
jam on the piano for the
talent show. I love you all!
Stay Jersey Strong.