Wow, I feel really tired. Please bear with me. I'm not exactly sure why, but this week really wore me out and I'm having a super hard time remembering what actually happened. Sometimes life is a bit of a blur. I think we had a lot of cancellations last week, but once again, I can't remember when everything actually happened. Haha, am I going crazy!? I hope not, but all missionaries are probably a little bit crazy.
We did get a less active member to come to church this week, which was pretty cool. He usually blows off missionaries and has a reptutation of being really tough, but I'm finding quite often that many situations just need a little feminine touch ;) No offense to the Elders. It's just that people don't get scared of girls or something or they don't seem as pushy. It does seem to be a trend that we are really popular with the old men though haha. For example, yesterday we spent the day trying to meet people out and about on the boardwalk of Grand Island. We ended up finding a car show, which we were excited about because that meant that we could talk to lots of people. However, we had a problem....none of us really knew much about cars, so it was super hard to strike up conversations. All we could really say was, "Oh, that's a cute color. Oh look at the teal seats, that's fun"......which doesn't get you very far with serious car-guys. So, we weren't really finding much success until we approached this 63 T-bird and said something to the old guy sitting next to it. he gave a smile and seemed pretty friendly, so I asked him to teach me something about his car, which really got him excited. He jumped and started listing off all kinds of information and then went into a tangent about about his life story. He was a full blooded Sicilian ex-sherriff who had family in the mafia. As you could guess, lot's of stories. Well, he really liked having some young gals around, so he started parading us around and introducing us to all kinds of people that he knew, even a reverend/police man on a horse (who we exchanged some Bible jokes with....oh missionary humor). Then, he bought us food, whether we wanted it or not haha. We suddenly became very popular and talked to many people and gave lots of pass along cards, so it was a success all thanks to Frankie haha. Wow, the mission life is full of surprises. Sometimes we walk away and just ask ourselves if something really just happened. Yesterday, we were more or less marriage/ financial counselors for some of our recent converts. I know we aren't supposed to counsel, but it's hard because we try to avoid details about marital issues and stuff, but they just lay it on us whether we want it or not. New Yorkers are really reserved at first, but if you get them talking, even a stranger will tell you about their personality disorder or birth defect. haha.
The B_____s are....really struggling. ugh....but J has committed to reading the scriptures every day! He pinky swore :) so I know it will really help him with feeling so lost. He is so awesome and just gives every part of himself to his family, but they are all still facing so many trials. I can feel the spirit so strong when we teach them and I just love them so much. D is also doing quite well. She is funny, because she talks soooo much and is so deep and all over the place. You can't even interrupt her, because she will just talk over you, but in the end, the Spirit teaches her exactly what she needed to know, just in a very roundabout way haha.
Okay gotta run. Pray for me. Love you all
