Yesterday was as you know was May Day (or something, I wish
people would stop making up mythical holidays as excuses to not be around when
we need to talk to them), we didn’t get to email yesterday which was a bummer
and it also meant that p-day ended almost two hours earlier than usual, and
that meant we spent a lot of time finding. We talked with a lot of rather
interesting individuals, we had a conversation with a drunk old Scottish man
for almost half an hour, he answered the door shirtless and proceeded to tell
us almost his whole life story, we heard all about how he was a math whiz as a
child and how he got it from his Dad who helped design some bridge but his dad
was so absent minded that while the bridge was under construction he almost
walked right off of it into the river, but he fell onto some scaffolding below.
Then he told us all about how he decided to leave Scotland to escape being
conscripted into the army and so he decided to leave for Ghana except there was
some kind of mix up and he ended up in Canada instead, but since he was here he
figured 'what the heck' (except he didn't say heck) he might as well go into
architecture and then he proceeded to show us how he had remodeled his whole
front entryway because the people who built the house obviously had no idea what
they were doing, and since we were inside he showed us all his First nations
art and art from Africa as well. And then somehow he got onto the topic of
soccer (I don't really remember how we got there, I sort of missed that
jump) and he told us about how he first met his best Friend (before they were
best Friends) and he punched his eye out and then they were best Friends after
that. I didn't really understand that story either. In fact, I'm not sure how
true any of those stories were, but they all sounded pretty good at the time
and I was trying to get over how awesome this guy was. In the end he wasn't
interested in learning any more about our message. But he was a really cool
guy, and I would have loved to teach him when he sobered up.
We were finally able to meet up with a Former Investigator
named J (who is a good friend of, and was previously neighbors with, Bishop H
and his family) we were able to have a lesson with him Saturday morning, we
invited him to be baptized if he came to know for himself that the Book of
Mormon is true, and in response he basically told us that he doesn't feel like
he is searching for anything right now but that he likes the Book of Mormon and
thinks it has good things to say (but to him it is just another one among many
uplifting books) at the close of the lesson we talked about absolute truth and
knowing it for ourselves. J is a really great guy who has been through a lot of
rough stuff recently and is in the process of changing his life for the better.
We talked to the H’s and they agree that living the gospel would be a very
possible, very positive, step in J's life. He just has to be willing
to see just how much it can help. J loves the missionaries in general, so we
will probably be having a follow up lesson fairly soon (although there is
nothing scheduled as of yet).
We also have a few other appointments scheduled with 2 or 3
other Former Investigators in the coming week, as well as times for members to
come out with us to visit single women and Potential Investigators. My hope is
that those appointments will be able to work out and that we will be able
to see the results of that and that the work will begin to pick up again.
In other news: Elder A bought a pack of Pokemon cards
a few weeks back because he wanted one of the cards to he can learn how to draw
them so he has been doing that p-day afternoons, also we have been
designing Zombie proof shelters after planning but before bed. It cuts into
journal time but it’s more fun. : P We came to the conclusion that in the event
of a Zombie Apocalypse the safest place to be would be a Super Tanker
(those big ships with all the crates on it) or an Oil Rig.
I still don't understand my cravings for Legos. But I'm still managing to resist. I found a single solitary Lego in the apartment and I have been playing with that but I've come to realize that they aren't really all that fun by themselves.
Let’s see, what else? Elder A and I keep kicking around the
idea of a diet, but it seem that it keeps not happening (usually my fault), but
since its getting closer to the end of the month we may be forced into one
because we've pretty much spent all our money already. Shopping at Wal-Mart
helps but stuff is still really expensive here, and then the Wal-Mart people
will sucker me into buying junk with "sales" like three bags of chips
for $8, or 5 croissants for $2. And I wonder why I'm getting
fat!? But seriously though, all I bought yesterday was Bananas and
Milk... and two bags of chips. ; P We have a lot of stuff in the apartment too,
perogies, canned food, frozen dinners, frozen bread, LOTS OF RICE, and that's
about it. :)
I think I'm about out of time so I had better send what
I've got before I run out.
Love,
Elder Thomson
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