Dear Family and Friends,
Wow!
What
a week.
Our
investigator, the photographer who we met in the hospital (the
miracle guy) AGAIN showed up to the Church miraculously, after
we lost him for the 2nd time (the guy really needs to pay his phone
bill...)
We
taught the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and he agreed to be baptized
again, this time by someone holding the proper priesthood authority,
when he recieves an answer about the Book of Mormon being the word of
God. He's stellar, but now he's out of town for a long time,
looking for a new job in the eastern part of Ukraine.
We
have a lot of finding to do! Luckily, we're in a big ol' city
filled with God's children! Woo! We're gonna see if we can't
get some new investigators hopping about the learning train :)
This,
of course, will mean trying every concievable method of talking with
people, and praying our guts out. I really am getting more
hopeful as the days go by that something awesome is going to happen
soon. You can only have so many tough days before BLAM you have
to have a contrast ;)
So,
something incredible is on it's way, for sure.
Yesterday
was one such day in which we were out on the streets, attempting to
contact people. With a destination in mind, we set out on the
streets! We were out to find anyone and everyone who was
willing to talk with us.
This
is usually when we meet the most interesting people.
So
first of all, walking along, we run into this nice fellow. He
was of a cheery disposition, and quite obviously had something to
tell us, which I deduced by looking at the glimmer of light that
shone from his eyes when he saw the two american boys walking down
the street.
There
is a common communication which I have become familiar
with, which usually indicates intoxication by the means of
alchohol...
"Are
you americans?"
"Yes,
we are!"
"I
would like to speak with you!"
Bam.
He was off to the races. You think a drunk trying to speak
his OWN LANGUAGE can be nonsensical? Try understanding
to the blurb that we ended up listening to. He was
trying to use english words... I think. Elder P kindly asked
him to speak in Ukrainian, because we actually understand it...
Then
the words stopped, he smiled, and just manage to sputter out (in
actually understandable english), through his jagged brown and yellow
teeth--
"I
love you guys! Forever and always!"
So...
yeah. That's how finding went yesterday.
I
also had a man try to purchase a bible from me. He would not
take the free copy of the Book of Mormon though...
*Insert
downcast head shake here*
It
hasn't been easy...
Finding
the people who God has prepared is pretty tough. But, there
never was a good thing that I ever got without having to work hard
for it.
CONFERENCE!!!
I
feel like I can't even describe my feelings
for conference. Mostly because I didn't understand any
of it. I may not have understand a word of it, but I got to
watch it in both Ukrainian, and a little bit in GERMAN! What?
The other Elder's here in Lutsk have an investigator who speaks
German, a little english, and a messy blurr of russian.
Usually, he speaks all three together. It's
incomprehensible.... as was my experience with conference. Only
about 7 people from the branch showed up to watch it at the church
building, which was a bit dissapointing... but we're going to keep
working hard, keeping inviting, and keep showing them how much we
love them!
It's
tough when the most steady church attending families get sick on
conference weekend. Oh well, they watched it online! GO
TECHNOLOGY!
Luckily,
I have a disc with Conference in english on it. I hope I will
have time to watch it soon! P-day time will be spent in the
pleasurable experience that is General Conference.
Well,
that's it from this part of the world.
Much
love
and
prayers.
Elder
LeBaron
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