The Blue Light Special
Hey World!
We don’t have a lot of time today, so I’ll head straight into the questions.
–Names of the most interesting people you talked to–It was actually yesterday that we finally found somebody interesting. His name is Hamidu. After getting ratéd by multiple people we stopped and talked to some guys sitting outside of an apartment building. Like dab they were black and Muslim, so I was expecting a routine discussion about Momo and the Koran. It turned out to be a lot better than that in the end. He actually, okay so we had to wait for his friends to leave, told us about a dream he had a night before (yes it’s true that this will sound like a Liahona story) where he was sitting outside his apartment building and he started talking to some guys and then a blue light came and touched him on his forehead. So yeah, it was kind of cool. We gave him a Book of Mormon and then set up a RDV for later in the week. Sweet Kid. Right before that though we were set to teach a Chinese kid, but he turned out not to exist. But since I didn’t know that, I had grabbed a Chinese BOM and took off. And because he wasn’t there, well, I had a Chinese BOM and no one to give it to…or so it seemed. First guy I talk to on the tram couldn’t actually talk to me because he didn’t speak French or English, so I gave him a Book of Mormon in Chinese that I had been lugging around (it wasn’t in simplified characters either). He got a big old grin on his face took it and started flipping through it. Surely that should have been a moment to pray for the gift of tongues so I could preach the gospel to him, but all I could get out was “Hey!” and then I ran out of Chinese words…I should probably work on that before I get home.
–Fun experiences with your companion/district/ward– We went and saw the Messiah this week. Sooo cool. It had a balley (sp?) added on to it and it was so well done. We were up in the nose bleed section so we had a great view. We were there because a member was singing in the choir, and so during the performance the choir could see all 8 of us chilling up there, and started cracking jokes about us being his bodygaurd…heck no, you better not mess with Monsier Defranchi, he’s our man. It is kind of funny because the directeur of the Opera building is a JW, so there are quite a few JWs that work there, so we felt good walking around with our plaques on and everybody smiling at us. It rocks to be SDJ in France.
–Evidences of little miracles throughout the week– The Muslim guy.
So Elder Faulkner has gotten transferred out to Albi. My new companion in Elder Borren. He has served in two of the same villes as me and it should be fun to be killed by him. I’m way stoked because Elder Futuka and Elder Boehme are back in my Zone. Elder Futuka will be staying chez moi ce soir and it will be sooo much fun. He’s coming up from Cannes, so that should be a good time.
Sitting at the Gare this morning was kind of weird…I’m one of the oldest missionaries now. Doh! At least now I can help people find the right voie in the gare
Missionaries worker harder for the SNCF than the SNCF works for itself. We’re the only reason they are still afloat.
Love you!
Posted: July 5th, 2010
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