Elder Benich and I get along pretty well! He has really helped me realize how chilled out I have become. Maybe it is because I can actually rely on him to do missionary work and teach. His abilities allow me to not have to worry about so much about stuff and open me up to just do. He actually told me that I never get anxious and I was like, "what!?" I am usually a very anxious person. So I guess the mission really is changing me and helping me become someone better.
Update on the district, Elder K had to go home. He had passed out one night and then stayed in he hospital for a couple nights. They found a bulge in his heart and he needed to go home so he can get healthy. Moment of silence for Elder K.... We got an ET (emergency transfer),
and it is Elder Story! My mission brother! He was trained first by Elder Ihler so he is my older brother. I have heard he is pretty chill... we shall see!
Story for the week...I have never been so afraid on my mission as I was Tuesday while tracting. We split up Parsons into 4 quadrants and tract one of the quandrants everyday. We were up in the north west quadrant and had inspiration to knock the doors on Florida St. We knocked on one of the houses and a woman opened the door and gave us the usual response, "I am good, I already go to church." We start pushing her just a little bit and eventually she said, "You should knock all those trailers. They have a drug problem and they need God in their lives." We are like, sweet! Non member referral! So.... we went to knocking on doors in the drug problem area. We came up to a door that was blocked off and they slammed the door on us, before we could even knock! The slam startled us some but said, "We fear no man" and walked around to the back porch. We got up to the back door and we heard all this running around going on inside. We knocked and heard a faint giggle and then more running and slamming! Someone ran into the door from the inside. Weird. At this point we could tell it was a little girl doing all of this because of the sound of her giggle. She started banging on the door from the inside and then started doing Morse code with the light. Creepy. I turn to Benich and said, "Ok. We should go!" He wasn't going to leave until we knocked a second time. I said to him, " Have you ever seen any horror movie? We all know that creepy little girls are something you don't mess with." He decided to still knocked again and it just set off another little creepy person running and giggling and smashing. I figured we should just leave before she opened the door and gouges our eyes out! As we started walking away a car pulled up. Inside the car was an older woman and a child. We wait for her to get out and start talking. We could just smell the drugs coming from her and I just felt so bad for the children. I so desperately wanted her to listen to our message because we knew it would really help. Unfortunately, we couldn't do much talking because we were trying to just breath some clean oxygen. We had smoke stacks being blown in our faces. We gave her a pamphlet and headed on our way. Maybe one day something awesome will happen there. That concludes my horror story of the week.
Here is my Valentine scripture, John 3:16-17:
16 - For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
17 - For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.
Thank y'all for the prayers! I want to give a Happy Birthday shout out to Malori and Grandpa Dean! You two are just amazing! We will see
y'all next time on Pday. Have a blessed week and Happy Valentine's!
Love, Elder Q
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