hey 31 Mar 2010

Some cool happenings this week. Seriously, i am not even pulling your leg this time. Well, not that i have ever pulled your leg before, but I'm for sure not pulling anything this time. Gosh, i am digging a hole....

So there are whispers in the wind of girls who want to marry me? I don't believe it. Where are the fruits of this outrageous claim? Where are the scented letters? Where are the pink mystery packages? Where's my ego? I have only ever gotten a smelly pillow case in the mail, and that was from Mica so that doesn't count. She's family. And that was stolen.

Side note: I am right now wearing a luminescent green tie that we made this morning out of duct tape. Thank you pseuzyn.

We now have 4 elders and 2 sisters in the ward, with six 6 total in the apartment. It is a blast. We got to experience some way cool new stuff. For example, language study band practice. I currently play the drums, which consists of 3 bowls, a Tupperware, a stapler, and of course, the area book to get a good base line. We are hoping to hit it big in the ward talent show next week. Also cool, we were coming home the other day after a ward missionary dinner, which went a little long. We were in the metro and there were a lot of weirdos, as always. We had the two sisters in the middle, and four of us in black suits creating a power perimeter. After we got mother goose to the nest, we went ahead and called it a day. Playing secret service really takes it out of ya.

We got to have another combined lunch the other on the tenth floor of a sweet apartment building. I have been lugging around extra paper for a good while now, and finally we got to put it to use. After having a 10 floor paper airplane throwing activity, we went ahead and let the sisters teach their lesson. I dont know what has been going on lately, but i have been feeling really in your face, like way more than usual if you can believe it. There was a nonmember that had just been hovering the whole lesson. She was way nice, but nobody was making a move. So after the sisters finished their lesson about prayer, which was really good, i asked them if they had an extra book of Mormon. They pulled it out and gave it to her. This has happened a lot before, but the thing i thought was cool was the feeling i had before. I felt so sad that she had no idea what the heck we were doing there or why we were there. It was like a huge craving for her to know. I told her that it was all in the book, and what she had just heard about prayer would make her just as sure as us. It was a really cool experience. So i just told her the sisters would get her info after we said a prayer to end and would tell her more. She is doing really well, and it was really cool to get to the feel that perspective. It has been like that for a long time now. I wish i could have hit this point sooner, but i wont waste time wishing and just make up for it.

Last story. We got home, on time for once, and opened up the planners to make some calls. We have gotten a few hundred names in the past couple weeks so we are really trying to cycle through them, but the time is against us. I scanned down, and there was one name in particular that stuck out. It was interesting because we had tried calling a couple times and she had never answered. I was thinking it but i just kind of automatically put the number in and called. The lady who answered was crying along with her baby in the background. All she could manage to say was to come now. So we said goodbye to being home on time, and shot out the door. We got there and it turns out her husband had come home drunk and was mad because she didn't want to let him hold the baby, and just when we called, he was about to try to take the baby, and she told him it was the cops so he backed off. It was sketchy, usually a situation i would not want to get caught up in, but i felt totally at peace, plus Elder Kay is a beef cake so i wasn't worried at all. We went up and found him sitting there waiting for us. He was surprised when he saw that it was a couple of preacher boys. Turns out that most of his family are members of our Church and he has read the book of Mormon and wants nothing to do with us because he doesn't want to change and doesn't think he can. I told him i didn't care. I didn't know why we were there, what the Lord wanted us to tell him, or what he had to learn from this, but i was going to do my part. I was going to make sure he got a another chance since the Lord for some reason had decided to give him another chance. He started to protest and say that lots of religious people had tried to change him and that we would never be able to either. I told him that he was right. God had brought us here and we were going to do all we could to let God do the rest. I told him that he needed to hear something that the Lord would say to us, but i was not going to waste time talking to a drunk. We told him we would be by at 130 the next day and asked him to do the same. We went by the next day and he was there waiting. We taught him and he it was a really powerful lesson. At the end we read a couple scriptures that had been hitting me in the head the entire lesson. One from the new testament which really took him by surprise, then one from the Book of Mormon which was amazing. I have seen it very few times, but it has always been incredibly to see. The visible change in somebody when they are hit in the heart by the spirit. He stopped, said something about what he read, closed the book and pulled it into this chest. He then put it into his backpack and said he would read it this week during his commute to and from work. It was incredible.

As always, time is way spent,

Sorry,

Loves,

Elder Sky