This last week was pretty awesome. On Thursday I had my first taste of elk. The Mangus family made a elk roast for dinner on Thursday. I must say that elk is pretty dang good.
On Tuesday we had an investigator commit to baptism. Well kind of. He is nine, he is in a part member family and his dad, who is active, wants him to be baptized. It's funny teach to him because he is always calling his mom and step-dad to repentance. We were teaching about the word of wisdom this last week when he gave his mom a slow head turn with a raised eyebrow. She just looked back at him and said "I'm working on it honey." He is also a Magic the Gathering-aholic, and Elder Hancock promised him, before I came to the area, that we would play him a game once we finished the lessons.
Monday we visited one guy who is in the military, and he showed us his photos of his deployment to the middle east. Throughout the slides he'd quickly skip over a couple pictures saying stuff like "you probably shouldn't have seen that" or "you shouldn't know about that." So if I'm kidnapped by the government, it is because I know too much.
Tuesday we had specialized training with the mission president, and he announced to us that online proselyting was being opened to all worthy missionaries in the Billings Montana mission, but I'm not allowed to have one till I've been here a transfer. Hopefully I'll have a missionary facebook and blog next week.
My cooking skills have come in handy. The other day Elder Hancock and I enjoyed chicken with stuffing.
Sister Schroeder of the Lovell 1st ward asked me if I wanted a missionary picture at dinner last night. It took me a second to realize what she was talking about. Sister Schroeder is an artist and has a drawing of a missionary tag next to some scriptures, with Christ's hand shaking a missionary's hand. So for the missionaries who serve here, she photoshops their name onto the tag and makes them a print. She is making mine so that the tag is in Portuguese. I am so stoked!
We were talking to one of our investigators yesterday and he was complaining about how lame our last basketball game was. I will agree that not everyone was very sports man like, but the funny thing is that he claims that at the beginning of the game Meryk (a tiny sixteen year-old girl) cracked his rib. I was laughing on the inside. That particular investigator makes some pretty ridiculous allegations sometimes.
No more word on my visa yet, but I know that it will come in the Lord's time.
May my love be upon you!
Love,
Elder David Short
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