April 20, 2009

Subject: All right. Who hid the ice-cream under the bed this time?


Another great week in the mission!

We had a wonder full zone conference this past week, and surprisingly (even with missing a full 24 hours of proselyting time) our numbers went way up. Elder Boody and I talked with twice as many people this past week than normal, and we had 100 % more investigators at church. Ok, so that only means that we had two there, but it was still pretty cool. One of our newer investigators came along with three of his friends. His name is Pierce and they all walked in about five minutes late with their tattoos and all, but it was pretty sweet.
We also got the Bazile family to finally come. They are a part member family who we have been working with for the past forever. Yesterday was their first time coming in over a year. They have two younger boys who are really good skateboarders, and one of them enters into tournaments. He gets a lot of free gear, so he is trying to hook me up with a skateboard. I don't know how that would look as a missionary though. :)
We went tracting yesterday and it was ninety + degrees outside. Counts your blessing! One of the houses we went to was pretty interesting. It was Elder Boody's door so he began with a normal door approach. The lady who came to the door finished his sentence then said something to the effect of..." The part I don't get is that you have Christ's name in your Church's name, but you don't even believe in him."
This took elder Boody by surprise so he turned to me. I immediately tried to bear testimony of the Savior and the power of the atonement. She was not moved at all, in fact she was so convinced that she knew more about what we believed than we did, that she raised her voice considerably. I must admit I was very tempted to engage in active "conversation" with her, but could see it would go no where. We tried to leave on a good note by complimenting her, but ended up just shrinking away. Why can't people just realize that we are Christian.
Other than rare occasions like that, I really enjoy tracting. Last week we came to our last house only to be told to leave the property immediatly because they did not tolerate Jehovahs Witnesses. When we told her who we really were, she calmed down and asked for literature. Then she asked for more! We ended up getting a return appointment but she told us to wear something else so she wouldn't confuse us next time. :)
Well thanks for everything.
I love and appreciate you all! Whoever it is that gets these letters.
Elder From Texas because it sounds cooler than Idaho to people out here Allred.