I am doing fantastic. This week just flew by. At first, it was going really slow. We knocked doors and tried so hard at the beginning of the week with little success. But later in the week, we were able to teach more lessons.
One of our investigators is really progressing, and he is sooo cool. His name is Antonio, and he is 29. He comes from a Catholic family, but the family only goes to church once a year or so. Anyways, the first time we met with him he was just so ready to listen to the gospel. He really has been having a harder time in his life lately he says. This last week we taught him three times and we were able to teach him the restoration, watch the DVD of the restoration, and share with him the gospel of Jesus Christ. He is so amazing, because he is reading in the Book of Mormon and he and his mom came to church yesterday! He said that he really liked church. He says that he believes that the Book of Mormon is true and that Joseph Smith was a prophet of God. We have invited him to be baptized, but he said no. We are pretty sure he would have said yes if his mom hadn´t been there. Her name is Silvia. She is Catholic and doesn´t want to change. She listens every time, but says that she doesn´t want to change and never will. The hard thing is that she just doesn´t have a desire to change right now. Pray for them!
The other Antonio is good, but we haven´t been able to teach them this week, which is sad. He left town on business. We have an appointment with his family tomorrow. We did see his family in the street the other day and they were really happy and excited to see us. :)
So yesterday, we were knocking doors with a brother from the ward, Brother Santana. But anyways we knocked on this door and this little old lady opened up. She was about 4 feet tall, and probably about 80 years old. We asked her if we could share a message with her, and she beckoned us in and said, "Oh, you want to converse.". She led us to this little empty room and then shut the door. She was a little cuckoo, so we explained to her that we wanted to talk with her. And she was pretty crazy, and kinda of out of reality. I asked her how many kids she had, and she said that she couldn´t remember. And then she said, pointing at my companion and then at me, "You must be the son of the English, and (to me) you must be the son of the marine." It was pretty funny, she thought that we were her sons. Sadly she really couldn´t make much conversation, and so we gave her some free laminas of Jesus Christ and left real quick.
Off to Poland!
14 years ago