Warning, this letter is a TOTAL missionary letter.
Mom I think you are starting to
absorb my sense of humour. That was hilarious (yes I think I'm hilarious). To
assuage your concerns, we got about 3 inches of snow, and now it's like 10
degrees Celsius and raining so all the snow vanished pretty fast. A few days
ago there was freezing rain and that was fun to drive in. No close calls yet
though.
As for Christmas, not sure. My
clothes should suffice until I get back at this point. pictures for sure, I
love receiving pictures. I'm going to have a huge collection for my wife when
she starts scrap booking (lol). Not really in need of anything else. Just love
and maybe some cookies. Actually a cheap side bag would be nice. The backpack
is really hard to get on and off while wearing a winter coat.
This week was a good week overall for
us and for the district as a whole. We're doing a great job raising our vision,
and each week has gotten better since we started. For us we are doing a good
job managing to get lessons, especially with members, but our investigators are
kind of weak. We're doing our best to bring the spirit, but a number of them
just let us back because they like us or because we are really persistent.
we're still trying to find the ones who are prepared.
Yesterday we were doing just that,
passing by formers and parking a ways away so we could walk a bit and talk to
people and knock. Our appointments had cancelled and we were on plan B. None of
the formers were home, and no one we had talked to was interested. After one
pass by we got back in the car and decided to find a gas-station so we could
both use the restroom. I wandered around for a while, not sure why I didn't use
the GPS. We got lost in the maze that is Saint-Francois and ended up on some
random street We'd never been on before. We stopped to figure out where we
were, and I got the distinct impression "I'm on this street for a
reason." I knew there was somebody here, but not which house. I pulled the
car up the street, staring at the houses. Suddenly I stopped and said to Elder
S..: "We're going to knock this house." We got out and knocked on
the door, and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally the window by the front
door opened and a middle-aged woman poked here head out to see who it was. We
contacted her and she was really cool. She gave us print-outs of her favourite
picture of Christ and we gave here a Book of Mormon in exchange. She was
thrilled to receive it (she was ready to buy it) and we left her with a card.
We didn't push for a return appointment or anything. We then got back in the
car. We both felt that we had finished what we needed to do in Saint-Francois
and left to go eat dinner. It was really a testimony builder to me. Earlier, in
my frustration at our lack of success, I had prayed silently and asked God to guide
us to those who are ready. He answered that prayer. I'm going to do that again!
I love you all so much! Can't wait to
see your faces on Christmas!
Love, Elder Hardy
p.s. forgot the cord today. Sorry no pictures :(
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