Alrighty,
well like you, I really have no idea what to say or put in my emails anymore. I feel like more or less it's always the same
stuff time after time. But I guess I'll
start off by saying that I have included some pics, so you can check those out.
As for the
work here, it's been super tough. People
just don’t seem to want to listen to us.
We've been knocking doors, and no one is really interested in anything,
which makes it hard for us to find investigators. On Thursday I was kicked out of a building
for the second time. That almost never
happens. But this lady using a very
"colorful" vocabulary impolitely asked us to leave. It was very unpleasant. She didn't actually kick us out, but she called
the Superintendent and he quite politely asked us to leave to which we most
graciously obliged. He was much nicer
about it. Since then we've spent a lot
of time doing finding activities, mainly looking up past investigators and
knocking buildings, because that seems to be the most effective way of finding
here. Elder Colton my Companion from
Arcadia, California has decided rather quickly that white people are very rude,
and really don’t like us.
But we've
also found some people that seem like they'll have some possible
potential. Hopefully in the coming weeks
we can add a few more people to our sadly low teaching pool. I feel pretty sad for Elder Colton to have to
begin his mission with the lack of work we have going on. But I guess it'll teach him what the low is
so he can appreciate the highs to come a little more.
As for spiritual
experiences this week we went to a funeral.
I know, not your typical spiritual experience. But this one was really different. The father of one of our members passed away,
and he was Catholic, so most of the service was a Catholic service. It was interesting during the Priest’s
"lecture" the people were talking and stuff, and the spirit really
wasn't there. They were reciting the rosary
and stuff, and it was just really different and didn’t really seem all that
special or spiritual or anything. But it
was still a good service. Afterwards
there was a "second" service, meaning that one of the members of our Bishopric
stood up, and we had our own service. We
started off with a song, which brought the spirit instantly, and then the
missionaries did a special number.
"Nearer My God To Thee".
The Bishopric member said some words, and we sang a couple more
songs. The whole time, the people were
practically silent. No one was talking
like when the Catholic Priest spoke, and the Spirit was there so strong. It was just a real testimony builder about
the church, and its truthfulness. It was
really quite a cool experience.
But yeah
that’s pretty much my week, lots of finding, a cool funeral experience, and
life’s good. Hope you enjoy the
pictures, and that everything continues to go well for you back in Calgary.
Much love,
Carson
P.S. Dad will have to teach me more Portuguese
once I get home. The Book of Mormon
helps, but I really don’t know how to pronounce or conjugate words, but I will
one day. J
City Artwork
Manhattan Temple
Elder Head and Elder Dilling on a service project
Welcome to my chapel in Manhattan
9/11 Memorial
My Zone
