Hey Mom! August
8, 2016
This week:
Tragedy and broken chairs
Don't be alarmed by the week
in words. It was a good week. But one of my go-to phrases is "well, that
was tragic." And I have to say I found myself saying that a lot during the
past week.
For one, the antics that the
apartmentship pulled off seemed to be in the direction of trying to get a
reaction out of me. I found myself cleaning the carpet with a carpet cleaner we
borrowed from DJ, our service coordinator. As if it wasn't loud of enough using
it in closed quarters, all of a sudden two ear-piercing shrieks filled the room
as the other three elders threw our CO detectors in. When you un-plug them they
emit this ultra condensed hertz wave that basically tells you you're getting
poisoned. Anyway, I turned the cleaner off and threw those back into their
room. They repeated the antic again while I was showering after getting the
door open. And then on Thursday while I was leadership-planning in a different
room than normal they threw my normal office chair off the balcony for no
reason other than my neglect to pay them a few complements. I guess it was
Elder Summit's chair by ownership rights, but still, I liked that chair. And
this morning I learned that the door anchor I use for pull-up bands was thrown
un-ceremoniously our the car window at the Hermanas by the anonymous subject of
Elder Bee. The Hermanas never did pick it up, so I lost that. When I asked
Elder Bee why, he told me because I was always mean to them.
That's just their attitude,
and in honesty I kind of laughed about the chair. Sitting in a wood chair keeps
me more attentive to studies.
Then another night we were for
some reason practicing grapple moves when the neighbor downstairs came up and
pounded on our door, and now whenever we enter a certain apartment complex
where the Hermanas live, the manager looks out his window because Elder Summit
likes to floor over speed-bumps. Tiwi doesn't read those.
Fortunately the week wasn't
too bad outside of that (that carpet shampoo-er was a really cool device). We
got to talk to a former investigator named Jeff, who was an ROTC and JROTC
instructor. A devout Baptist, but a very kind man. We were able to relate
incredibly well due to his past, and he also helped me answer some education
questions I had. So despite him telling us that he wasn't interested we still
were able to have good discussions anyway! In the end, he was willing enough to
take a copy of the Book of Mormon, and I got a hunch that our initial
friendship was able to get us to a point that previously may not have been
achieved.
But we have been doing a lot
of member work, and that really has helped gain trust and friendship! It feels
good being at church and being able to greet someone by name!
And other than that, we
traveled to Selah for a great ZTM, and we also were able to get a return
appointment to a nice fellow named Dave on Tuesday while knocking doors. Pray
goes a long way, and I have faith that it will work out. Speaking of prayer, I
had a cool experience yesterday closing my fast. I initially was going too at
4, but I got a feeling to wait to 4:30. When the time came I gave a really
concentrated effort to it, and at one point I felt the spirit super strong with
it. Then the weird thing happened, I found myself praying for things I hadn't
thought of before! What I found myself praying for was beyond my own thinking,
it was spiritually ingenious!
But it was a good week. I'd
love to talk more, but we're bingo on time, so I'll wrap it up by saying thanks
for everything! Prayer does go a super long way, like more than we think!
Love you,
Michael
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