This week something happened that I've been waiting my entire mission for! So last week we had 0 investigators at church. We had committed like 10 people to show up, but not a single one of them did. (Quite frustrating as you can imagine). So on Tuesday afternoon, we get out of this one lesson, and we see these three Hispanics (One was about 17 years old, another about 22, and the third about 30), and one of them had a basketball in his hands. We were headed back to the truck and I decided to go talk to the kids. I started talking to them about basketball, and they started talking smack. So we challenged them to play. We had an appointment in about 10 minutes, so we weren't able to plan then, but we set it up for the next day, told them to bring some friends, and we told them that we'd bring some other missionaries. So the next day, we all met up (they showed up about 20 minutes late, and we thought they were going to skip out on us...) and we played. We beat them the first game, and then challenged them to another, and raised the stakes :D We said, alright if you guys win, we'll buy you all lunch at the Dairy Keen (Incredible fast food place here in Heber), and if we win, then you all come to church! One guy looked at another, and said, "well man, we're about to lose, so you want to go to church this week?" They agreed, and we played, and WON!! :D and guess what? One of them showed up to church! One had to work, and another didn't get up on time, but they're going to come next week :D I've been hoping to be able to do that my entire mission, and I'm glad I finally got the chance.
In other news, we got to dig a grave this week. That was pretty
exciting. We were at a correlation the other day, and we told one of the
ward mission leaders: "We are willing and have some time in the
afternoons to do some service. Could you ask around your ward to see if
there's anyone who needs some help with anything?" So that evening,
about an hour or so later we got a phone call from him: "Elders! So when
I got home this evening from the correlation I had a message on my
answering machine, with a lady from our ward requesting some help from
the missionaries to come help dig a grave for her grand-kid's dog that
had just died. (Coincidence? I think NOT!) Anyways, so we got in contact
with her, and went over the next day to help her dig the grave. So
apparently they were going to get a pretty decently sized box for the
dog, and so they wanted a hole about 2X3 at the top, and about 4 feet
deep.... That wouldn't be a problem, except that the ground in her back
yard (and I imagine in all of Heber) is basically just a bunch of rocks
piled on top of each other, with packed down dust filling in all the
space. In other words, it was basically impossible... After about an
hour and a half, we had gotten down about a foot and a half, and had
massive blisters on our hands from the shovel, and the pick-axe.
Fortunately for us, she was a really nice lady and made us brownies and
pizza (neither of which I could eat, but don't tell her that). We went
back the next day with a couple other elders, finished digging the hole,
put the dog in it, filled it back up (I don't think anyone is going to
have to worry about other animals digging this dug up. We packed the
hole back up with rocks :D) Oh, and she made us PIES! (Of which I could
not partake...) but she was really nice!
Yesterday, we talked with a 25 year old who lives here in Heber,
she's lived here for 16 years, and NEVER talked with the missionaries
before! That absolutely blew my mind. They live a little bit away from
the main concentration of Hispanics, but still, 16 years, and never
talking with the missionaries? Dang....We're pretty dang excited to see
where this goes. She seemed somewhat interested, but it just appears
that nobody has invited her to church, or anything.
Life is going GREAT! The mission is pretty dang incredible. I'm
learning incredible stuff pretty much every single day. It's a pretty
LOOK FOR MIRACLES ALWAYS!
Love to all!