Well to start off, happy Easter Monday... over here they don't work on the day after Easter.. so no shopping or email places are open. I'm emailing from a members house because they were nice and told us that nothing is open.
My new comp is Mexican and grew up in West Valley, Utah. He's pretttty funny. He's in his 4th transfer. His name is _______ and his mom might only speak a little English.He said she'll prob understand if you try to talk to her tho. He writes her in Spanish... and I'm learning TONS of Spanish... It's cool. I like him.
My talk went alright... I forgot my notes at home on Sunday morning and I realized that as I was sitting down in sacrament.... bad news. The bishop asked me to address my talk to the youth to try to get them to go on missions... but I mostly just talked about Jesus.
The north of Belgium speaks Flemish.. Its pretty much just the same language as the Nederlands... but in the South they just speak french, but weirdly they use different words to mean different things.. like the use the word for "to know" instead of "to can" so sometimes they'll say "sorry, i don't know how to come today" and that's just weird to me.. but its funny. They also say numbers differently. To say hello you still say bonjour... or salut.
So we talked to the bishop and s_____ (the 9 year old we're teaching) is going to be baptized pretty soon. He does not want a big service.. he just wants to do a little thing with just the missionaries and his dad and the bishop.. because he's still a little traumatized. His dad and him have come the last 4 weeks in a row.. and his dad gave the closing prayer in sacrament and another less active lady we have been working with has been coming and she gave the opening prayer.
I would love to do the politics thing with Josh Cook again.
HUGE MIRACLE happened this week and last week I guess. well a last week a member who used to live in this ward who moved to France called and asked us to help her old parents in the yard, but we never got ahold of them.. and a couple days later she called back and said "yo have you talked to my parents?" I'm like.. no sorry. she said that the reason that they didn't answer was cuz hes in the hospital with a hemorrhoid. but he asked for a blessing so on Friday elder Beck went and gave him a blessing. SUPEr cool dude. He's one of those guys who makes you feel like a better person just by talking to him. so so nice. and we left him with a Book of Mormon to read. He told us he was having surgery on Monday and to come back a couple days after the surgery. So on Thursday this week we went to stop by and see him. He was BEAMING. I don't think I've ever seen a smile that big. I was like "hey, how was the surgery?" He said that on Friday night.. a couple hours after the blessing they did a scan and there was NOTHING wrong. The hemorrhoid closed up. So he didn't even need surgery and on Friday morning he checked out of the hospital. boom.
I still find it weird that I will only go to church 5 more times in Europe... then its home.
How are the playoffs going?
ok, I'll give a talk on Jun 8.
is spud home? that's weird.
remember at my 8th grad graduation the doves? that was funny.
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