This week was the exact opposite of what I was expecting. Last week, we decided to go knock a door where we have seen a lot of hispanic people outside. We ended up knocking it at about 8:30 at night. The man who answered the door was obviousy annoyed, but he said that we could come back, and we set up an appointment. Just as we were about to leave, I asked him if we could have his phone number, so that we could call him the night before to confirm the appointment. He looked at me even more annoyed, and started saying numbers. He ended up saying 9 numbers. I looked at him and asked "are you sure that's your number? you gave me 9 digits. He said, "Oh sorry, erase the last 2" Needless to say, when we called that number to confirm the appointment, it didn't work. Well, we showed up for the appointment, and we had in mind about 3 or 4 places that we were planning to go to when the guy didn't show up, because we honestly did NOT think that this guy would show up. Well, we knock the door, and to our surprise, it opens! I about to start talking to try to see if the guy would let us in, when he opened the door wider, and with a smile on his face invited us in. My mind was utterly blown. We sat down and began to talk with the man. He has a somewhat mentally handicapped daughter who was there with us, and it was incredible for me to see how much love and patience this man showed towards his daughter. Well, we had an incredible lesson about the plan of salvation, and how some day when we are all resurrected, his daughter will no longer have her handicap, and that they can be together forever. It was really an incredible lesson. We are very much looking forward to going back to that house.
On a somewhat sad note, one of our investigating families decided that they want to go to an english ward instead of the spanish ward. I think it will be a good change for them, but I am a little bit sad that we have to pass them over to the english missionaries.
Besides that, pretty much everything is the same. We're trying to find new people to teach, and having some pretty good success. Some of the people that we were really hoping would be receptive, ended up just being nice, and really didn't want to listen to our message, but other who seemed at first to not want anything, have really opened up. There's a lot of potential here. I really hope that when transfers roll around in about a month that President lets me stay here a little bit longer.
It snowed yesterday, and we happened to drive by one of the other missionaries cars....so we decided to have some fun. We quickly found a shovel, and completely COVERED their windshield with about 5 inches of thick packed down snow. Gotta love it. Needless to say, I'm pretty sure they're going to get us back soon, but we're ready and planning our next course of action should it be necessary. Jesus always taught us that we need to love our brothers, but he never said exactly how we have to express that love for them :D
Last thing. This last week, we've been giving out copies of the Book of Mormon (If you haven't read it, I would personally suggest it) to members, and inviting them to write their testimonies in those copies, and to go give them to non-member friends. Well, it just so happens, that one of those families prayed and decided to give their book of mormon to the mother of one of the friends of their daughter. Well, it just so happens that this lady is one of the people we've been just starting to work with lately, and has needed a little push in my opinion to really start going. Well, I'm pretty sure that this could be the little push she needed.
It's incredible what a little bit of faith, and a prayer can do. There are way too many "coincidences" that happen in this life, especially as a missionary. Honestly, I don't believe in coincidences. Everything happens for a reason, and that reason is because God wants it to happen. I know that is true. Go test it if you don't believe me.