3/18

Pretty weird and cool week. First of all, one of the weirdest birthdays I've ever had. A lot of stuff happened. 3 less active members came back to church finally.

That guy that we found last week in the rain is now like one of our best amis. He went to church in Paris on Sunday.

So of the 3 ladies that were sisters that we have been teaching, 2 of them stopped listening and the last one we had a couple more lessons left and then when she got a spiritual response that the Book of Mormon is true she talked to her evangelical pastor about it and he hunted us down and tried to teach us (from the Bible) how our church was an abomination. It didn't work very well for him, but the less active member that we were with (A___, who we baptized Dec 29th) was getting fired up because he was atheist before he read the Book of Mormon and he has a super strong testimony now and that guy called him a fool. some great pastor...

On a way happier note, the dad who was sitting on the couch with the baby came to church yesterday and all of the people remembered him and loved him and he was so happy that he started crying.

Another weird thing happened on my birthday, a man that we found in Dec who I thought was dead showed up again at church and members invited him and us and E__ (the guy we baptized on Feb 16th) and another YSA over to their house for a birthday lunch. It was the same people who invited us for Christmas.

So this week I've been really learning the difference between being just a missionary and being a servant/representative of Jesus Christ. One of the things that our prez has been trying to teach us is boldness. I made a lot of bold promises this week and they all came true. I have been really getting a lot more confident in the authority that I have to promise blessings to people.

My companion is the district leader.. if I was the district leader I would have told you... haha

 

(Andrew asked him if he counts how many doors they knock on each day.)  We don't count how many doors we knock on, but we do count how many people we teach. At the beginning of my mission I wondered why we don't count how many doors we knocked on, but then I realized that the number of doors we knock on doesn't matter, and that if we think that because we knocked on 1000 doors in one day that it was a successful day, it wasn't.

(Andrew asked him his favorite french word.)  My favorite word in french... probably hyper its pronounced EEEE-pear. You use it to create emphasis "je suis hyper-pressé" I am super duper busy. It's really funny.