Ahoy!
The fog rolled in as an inversion settled across the land. I
went on a companion exchange down to Melba and where the missionaries live
there is upon the crest of a hill that slopes down to the south and opens up
into a smaller valley that runs to the nearby mountain range. It would have
been a spectacular sight to see had the fog not been there. As we were driving
around in the morning, visiting people, we missed a turn and my companion
slowed down and stopped in the road and started making a three-point turn. A
mission rule that missionaries follow if they drive a car is that when backing
the passenger missionary gets out and assists in the backing so that any
accidents can be prevented. In this case, when we were in the middle of a road
with dense fog, I swiftly denied my privilege of helping my companion back for
my personal safety. As a result, we were able to get turned around much
quicker.
I finally got my haircut this past week. The woman who did
it has her business in a garage, but when you walk in there, you wouldn't know
it was part of a garage. She and her husband are members of the Church, but
haven't been out to services in a while. When they asked us if we had scheduled
a hair cutting appointment with them just to get in their house, we looked at
each other and said "Of course!"
Made a call to the local newspaper office to see if someone
from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints would be able to be
included in the series of religious columns that the newspaper prints every
week. The editor not only said yes, but that he had been waiting for a Mormon
perspective for a while since there are a lot of members of the Church around
here. Looking forward to exercising my journalism skills again to some degree!
We had a lesson this past week with a member of the Church
who has a strong desire to come back and go back to the temple. We watched the
Restoration video
with her and we all felt the Holy Spirit really strongly. I know that Joseph
Smith really did see Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ.
We have an Friday night activity called Sports Night that we
invite people to. We played soccer this past Friday. My team was playing
against an all-Hispanic team, which meant that we were going to lose . . . BUT,
I got a pass ahead and the goal was right there. I swung my left leg and
several quick pops and a tear later and I was on the ground in a lot of pain. I
gazed up at the ceiling as the pain subsided slowly and thought "So this
is how missions end . . ." while people gathered around and gave me
useless pieces of advice and comments that caused me to try really hard to rein
in the natural man. Over the next couple days, I iced it, reluctantly took one
pill of ibuprofen, and began using a cane. A physical therapist in our ward ran
some tests and stretches on me and said that the meniscus might have something
wrong with it.
We weren't able to visit many people this past week because
of the injury and the exchanges that I was on, but we were able to see one the
Church's investigator's we are teaching. He noted to us that every Mormon he
has met has been happy and that he wants to find that happiness more in his
life. "If more people in my subdivision were Mormon, I wouldn't have to
worry about gangs, graffiti, etc." The Gospel brings happiness into the
lives of those who learn and apply it in their lives. He is recognizing that
truth for himself and it's really exciting.
Have a wonderful week everyone!
Love,
Elder Adamek
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