It's been a crazy and busy week so I don't have much to
say spiritually-speaking. But I can say this, the second coming is pretty
soon. Probably not this year or the next ten years (I don't know, maybe with
Trump in office it might), it'll get really rough here shortly before and
there's going to be a major separation of the wheat and tares. It's prophesied
that it'll even begin within the church and some of the strongest won't even
make it. So stand on your own two feet and prepare yourselves. We gotta build
the foundation on the rock. Not the sand. And make sure it's pure granite cuz
it's not a normal storm this time, it's a hurricane.
Tuesday:
I said bye to a couple people tonight, the hardest was
Lisette. It brought me back to sad times of leaving for the first time. But
I'm fine now. But looking back and seeing what I've done, how little it may
have been, makes me feel like an actual missionary now. I always see bye bye
pictures with missionaries at member's houses and on their phones, and now
the next couple generations will see my bye bye pictures on the member's
phones and such. Just so weird.
Wednesday:
Woooow this place is different than anywhere I've ever
been. It's semi-sticks here, very Southern, but not tooo many rednecks. It's
also really really run down. I get along pretty well with my new companion,
we don't have much in common but thats totally fine with me. This area is
even slower than Roswell. It's about how bad it was a few weeks ago when
nothing was happening. We have 1 investigator and his parents won't let him
come to church even though he's 19. There hasn't been a baptism here in a
long long time and is known to be a slow place, so I guess it's time for that
to change, though it will be hard considering most people have lived here
their whole lives and know about us and have been attending "their
church" forever, guess it's time for new strategies and lots of finding.
The ward from what I hear would be a branch if wards could be demoted to
branches. So this is definitely new. But I also heard here's generally nicer
people here, I was told there might be some gun lovers and other crazy
Southern people. My companion sad that he's only ever met two people not
Christian. In Roswell I met probably around 100 not Christian, we had lots of
Muslims and Jews there amongst other diversities, but nope, this is a churchy
church town. There's two roads here that have a sign saying "prayer
mile" and a mile later a sign saying "amen." Haha what the
heck. Also, we had the biggest apartment in the mission, but now I'm in the
biggest place in general. Let's just say the downstairs is as big as my whole
first apartment. It's 3 bed 2 1/2 bath. The reason it's so big is because
there are no apartments around here, lole. So we got a nice town home.
Thursday:
So I learned two more things today. One of which is that
apparently everyone here smokes, that'll be fun. Also, to all those on
missions and/or about to be serving missions, there's supposedly big changes
coming to missions worldwide, only a select few here know about it, I'm not
one of them, but it'll be announced on the 25th. There's rumors it has to do
with schedules and p days.
Friday:
So I guess I don't have a car 3 days out of the week. We
share the car, there's lots of hills and country here, so I get to keep my
thunder thighs and still be able to visit the outskirts of the ward 4/7 days.
Best of both worlds. But get this, we got a new investigator! Sweet!
Saturday:
So imagine this. You're biking for several hours in the
night. There are literally absolutely no street lights for miles at a time
and it's so dark to the point where your light barely cuts it. As you bike on
the road with lots of turns and twists you're cautious while cars
occasionally come speeding around and may not see you, and no, there's
absolutely no bike lanes anywhere, so yes you're in the street. It's cloudy
and there's not a star in the sky, making it truly truly pitch dark. The
roads you're biking on runs through forests with tall dark trees, to top it
off, you hear large animals running through the forest along side you, but
you can't see them. When you get out of the forest from time to time there's
patches of heavy fog to ride through where you can see it if the corner of
your eye a silhouette of a large moving animal, but it's just cattle. Ya.
That's what it's like biking here. SKETCHY. To top it off, all the crazy
people are out who like yelling as they drive by, it's scarier when you're
already scared.
Sunday:
So this is how small our "ward" is. At the
highest point there was only 1/3 of the pews filled. There was one young man
to do sacrament, so we of course helped. There wasn't any black people
(that'll be fun bringing black investigators). And after the meeting people
were saying that was largest attendance they'd had in a long long time. I
also found out bad news...the storms apparently always just miss this town by
about 30 minutes. And I'm going to be here for tornado season. That's my
luck, my second thought when I opened the call was "I get to be in big
ol' storms and see tornadoes!" Sike.
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