HAPPY FATHERS DAY TATAY!!
Sorry it's a day late. It's that time of month again (I'm referring to temple
day. Don't get any other ideas). Therefore, Tuesday is our P-Day. I'm
just so dang lucky to have the best father I could ever ask for. I hope you had
a wonderful day. I'll be home for the next one :) This week has been crazy
great. We had a lot of amazing experiences. I'm glad to hear the family
is doing well. It's just so crazy to read about the drastic changes that are
going on in your lives. I don't even know if I’ll recognize you when I
return. I'll pray for the gift of discernment before I leave.
Alright. This week was
great. I got to tell you about this great guy we found this past week. We were
looking through the area book at former investigators and came across a man by
the name of King Magaling (Translation-King Talented, quite the name). We felt
like we needed to visit this man. We went to the house indicated on the
records to find that he moved. Well dang. They directed us to the location that
they believed to be his current residence. We made our way that direction and
started to ask everyone if they knew this man. No one did. We made our
way down a small alleyway leading to a small, humble home. The home of King
Magaling. A man saw us coming and quickly beckoned us to enter. He found
us seats and excitedly sat with us. He explained that he was in fact King
Magaling. King began telling us of his experience with missionaries in the
past. He remembered their names, their message, and the feelings he felt. For
some reason, the missionaries never returned. King then began to tell us the
story about Joseph Smith and the Book of Mormon (while holding his own copy he
had been given the year before). He told us of his family, his wife and two
young kids. We then began to share the wonderful message of the restoration
with this man. It might be more appropriate to say that he shared the message
of the restoration with us. The spirit was strong as this man listened intently
to how the message could bless his family. The rest is history. He told
us to come back. We did. Another great lesson. He's going to be baptized and
his family is going to be eternal. Gotta love former investigators.
Had zone meeting this past
week!! It was great. Elder Diamse and I killed it. We have the best zone ever.
One of the highlights of the meeting was our focus we put on finding men
(if you find the men, the family comes with). We used the well-known phrase of
"Where's Waldo?" and exhorted all our missionaries to find Waldo
everyday. I also gave a segment about going out of your comfort zone. I related
our comfort zone to dough, something that must be continually rolled out or it
will slowly shrink back to its normal size. It's not enough to go out of your
comfort zone once. It must be a decision to change and make the new stretch
apart of who you are. I sure love zone meeting.
We had some amazing
experiences finding this week. 7 of them have agreed to be baptized. Tender
Mercies of the Lord.
So it's finally rainy
season! The temperatures have dropped a degree and the rain has come. With the
rain and the change of weather comes sickness. Not fun. Elder Diamse got
sick earlier this week and lost his voice. I'm starting to pick it up and also
losing my voice. I sound like a moron.
Nearly fell out of a
jeepney this week hahaha while it was parked. That was embarrassing. As I
was getting off the strap of my bag wrapped around my leg and I made a super
graceful flop out of the back of the jeepney. I luckily landed on my feet. My
body was fine, my pride was not. What was probably going through everyone
else's head, "hahahahaha stupid American." That's ok, I can take it.
Maybe it made someone's day or made someone smile that hasn't in a while.
We had stake conference!
There was a live broadcast from Salt Lake City. It was great. Uplifting.
We found a 18-year-old kid
this week. His name is Joel. He really wants to find the truth. We
gave it to him. He prayed about it. He knows it's true. He came to church.
Gonna be baptized.
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