I feel like we should be standing on the side of the road, like homeless people, with signs that say "WILL WORK FOR FREE. WE GIVE SPECIAL BLESSINGS. GOD BLESS" because there's no one on campus and everyone interested in U district is not YSA aged. So we've been able to do a lot of work for other areas and probably will until the Christmas holidays are over. Speaking of, Merry Christmas! I hope everyone had an enjoyable Christmas season and is looking forward to the new year, becuase I certainly am. I've never been this excited for the holidays to end, and for school to start again. I also never thought I'd say that in my entire life. A mission does things to you
Josiah is leaving! You might remember this guy, I wrote about him a few emails ago, but he basically thinks he's prophetic. He keeps talking about the tribulation and the end of the world. He knows that there are native American satanists in his hometown in Alaska, he's gonna have a 1v1 with the Antichrist when the time comes, he's gonna lead a bunch of astronauts into the new world and discover dinosaurs. I would say more, but that would take up the whole email. Anyway, he's moving down to Vancouver in Washington, and im actually gonna miss him, cos when he's not going on rants or talking about his prophetic visions he's actually really chill. I remember one time during an institute dinner during the middle of a conversation he whips out his phone, and he's got one of those could gaming things, becuase next thing I know he's playing smash bros on his phone. Just randomly outta nowhere.
Our friend, Zhang, has been put on baptismal date! He is soooooo ready, and eager to learn more. He is ready to let God prevail in his life, and he loves reading the Book of Mormon. But, he isn't YSA, cos he's not young enough, and he told us at bible study on Saturday that he's got a wife back home, so he's gonna be given to the Mandarin elders. I really hope he gets baptised, he really wants to. And, it's on the 25th of January, which is Burns Night! It's also the day I got baptised, because I remember that I had haggis at my baptism. I don't think it's a coincidence that we will be baptised on the same day. I see God's hand in my life every day, and this just further enforces my belief.
We had two exchanges this week, and I was with Elder Denton. These have been the roughest days on my mission so far, becuase he does absolutely nothing. All he does is drink Dr Pepper, talk about steak, walk around and not engage a conversation with someone, and talk about the next time he's gonna play pool. He's really hard to work with, and I don't think he even wants to be here, which is gonna make it really hard for future companions. I imagine it's like what I was like at the start of the mission, except I didn't talk about steak all the time, and the reason I didn't engage in conversation was out of nerves, not unenthusiasm. He's still a chill guy, and we get along really well, when we're not doing missionary work. Which is bad, becuase we need to be doing missionary work.
We had Christmas Zone Conference on Wednesday, and it was really great. It didn't feel like Christmas until that day, but it was great. We did a white elephant gift exchange, where everyone gets an inexpensive gift or something from their flat, wraps it, and then there's a random selection process to mix up the gifts. I went to DI and got a Ladybug hour timer, and I got a laser gun in return! I've got no idea what I'm supposed to do with one laser gun, since the other one is in the next zone over, but oh well. It was still fun. We gave away the golden dolphin that has been sitting in our flat since I've been here. I hope the person who got it enjoys having it in their home. I just hope that they don't start worshipping it like the Israelites in Exodus.
On Christmas day I called my family, and i feel really sorry for Emma, my sister. We go up to Aberdeen for Christmas to spend time with family, and Emma and I are the oldest cousins by a good few years, so we are usually on cousin duty, which is very tiring, since there's a lot more of them than there is of us, and they've got a lot more energy. I called home on Christmas and Emma looked like she'd just walked away from a fight with Bane or something. Anyway, we had a nice Christmas. We went round to the senior missionaires house for lunch, and got my butt handed to me at Cover Your Assets. We had another dinner appointment with someone on the Bishopric, and that was really nice. He has a very energetic dog, who is cute and loved the rubs that we gave him. Still love my dog more.
We also went carolling at a nursing home for Christmas, and it reminded me of where I used to work back home. I worked in a pseudo nursing home, becuase it was just a regular house, but the company had placed clients in that home for us to care for. There was one person that we offered to sing for when we went carolling, and she was very happy to see us, and immediately started screaming. She beckoned Sister Monson to come over, grabbed her forearm and left some nasty nail marks. She reminded me of one of the clients I used to work for, who was also very screamy, happy to see people, and has a mighty grip. I've got some marks from where he's grabbed (and bit) me. But we were just standing there siging "Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer" while Sister Monson is fighting for her life, and her forearm. We got out in one piece though.
We met someone last week on the way to the hot chocolate stand downtown. He works for the subway, and photo bombed us. We gave him a card with our number on it, and said he'd come to church. He did not come to church, so we went looking for him, but we didn't find him. We did start talking to someone else on the street. She had a really nice dog as well. We started talking to her, but i was a bit distracted, becuase I saw through a window that someone was playing Batman: Arkham Knight, and I kept glancing over. I imagine it's how a recovering addict looks at the thing they're recovering from, becuase it was really hard to focus on the conversation with one of my favourite games being played nearby. It must've been new game+, becuase he was using some takedown moves which you usually don't get until the nearer the end of the game. Maybe. It's been so long I've already forgotten. Anyway, we invited her to church and she said she might come. Yay!
She did not come to church, but that's something that I have learned in my time here. Sometimes you won't get someone's information. Sometimes you plant seeds. That idea that "hey these missionaires aren't so bad" will work wonders in the future. I feel like the dude from Inception, explaining how powerful that idea is, and planting that idea, that seed, that the church is alright. That seed will be nurtured by future missionaires, on and on, until they are ready to receive the gospel. So sometimes when you meet someone you're not reaping the rewards of their spiritual journey. Sometimes you're planting those seeds, planting that idea to come and see the church. Alma, a prophet in the Book of Mormon explains this really well. Alma 32:28 says,
"Now, we will compare the word unto a seed. Now, if ye give place, that a seed may be planted in your heart, behold, if it be a true seed, or a good seed, if ye do not cast it out by your unbelief, that ye will resist the Spirit of the Lord, behold, it will begin to swell within your breasts; and when you feel these swelling motions, ye will begin to say within yourselves—It must needs be that this is a good seed, or that the word is good, for it beginneth to enlarge my soul; yea, it beginneth to enlighten my understanding, yea, it beginneth to be delicious to me."
So it's just about knowing your placement in the person's journey on the covenant path. Sometimes you're there for all of it, sometimes you're there for only a wee bit. But missionary work is all about recognising your role in this person's journey.
Into the new year we go! It still feels like 2023, so I got no clue on how next year will go. One thing I do know, is whom I can place my trust in, and how I can go about doing that. And I really hope that I don't get sick, because that will suck. At least I'll be able to catch up on all the sleep that I missed on that fateful Tuesday, the great Exodus to Utah. I think I've got about 20 hours left to catch up on, but I'm still here!
Just so tired. Tactical power naps are underrated.
Elder Black