Everyday when you’re walking down the street, everybody that you meet
Has an original point of view
And I say HEY! what a wonderful kind of day.
Where you can learn to work and play
And get along with each other
Did that sound familiar? If you are a 90s child, I would surely hope so! Those are the lyrics to the Arthur theme song and I feel like it describes missionary work perfectly. We could get upset when people tell us about their other religious views or that they have no desire to meet with us, but instead we continue walking down the street finding, talking with everyone, and seeing that every day is a wonderful kind of day, where we can learn to work and play. And get along with each other. Do you see where I am going with this? So many missionaries think that they must be robots. Super serious. And when they get rejected (which will happen) they get angry or annoyed. I like to take it the Arthur route and just say ‘HEY! there are wonderful things.’ It helps to stay positive and happy and fresh. I could write a college essay comparing the rest of these lyrics to missionary work, but then again, I am going to enjoy my break from writing college essays.
My brain is trying to take a break from everything school related this week. We found a guy who could only speak Spanish. I wanted to desperately communicate with him but all I know how to say in spanish is ‘you are a tuna.’ I tried to tell him that my spanish is awful but that he could look at this website on our card. It came out like this ‘Mein Espanol…ganz schlimm-o.’ For some reason, I think if you just add an ‘o’ to everything, it sounds spanish somehow. We’ll see if he goes on the website-o.
That day wasn’t too bad in finding terms though because we found a new investigator who we will call….Mike. He stopped us (gotta love those people) and told us that he always wanted to marry a Mormon (really gotta love those people). Turns out, he’s normal and just really admires our standards and how we raise our children. We then walked and talked and he showed us the local Muslim Mosque. I had never been inside of one before so that was a cool experience. I thought about how there is no better way to show someone what you believe than by showing them the actual church. With that motto in mind, we invited one of our investigators to have a tour of the church.
Fr.B lives a few houses down from the church but is extremely afraid of social situations. We explained to her that no one would be at the church and it would be a short tour. At first it felt like we were dragging her there, but once we got inside the whole atmosphere changed. We ended our tour in the Chapel and Sister Sadler and I sang a hymn to bring the spirit. Fr.B didn’t want to leave, nor did I. The feeling in that chapel was so beautiful! It really testified to me that the sure-fire way to get a testimony of this church, is to come to church. I could explain gospel principles all day long, but to get a testimony of the importance of church, one must simply come to church.
I hope everyone has a superb day-o! Keep in touch,
posted by Splendidly Sar