Whats up everyone! Greetings from the land of constant drizzling and stumbling drunk people. I love you all. Thanks for all the lovin! This week has been pretty alright. It seems like 99% of our plans fell through, but we rolled with it and saw some mini miracles that came along with it. It just proves that as long as we are doing whats right...we'll be alright.
We were able to have another meeting with Jagtar, and it was way cool. He showed us all of his pictures from India and his other world travels and his mega huge house that he built for himself back in his home town. This man is crazy wealthy and brilliant. Anyways, we had a good discussion again on religion, and he opened up even more to the Book of Mormon. That book is powerful. Enough said. We challenged him again to read it, and we even invited him to Elaiyna's baptism this tuesday. I hope he shows!
One night, after our plans fell through and we had literally nothing going on, we got a random call from Sis White. She asked us if we could come over as soon as we could, because her daughter Emma (non-member) was haveing crazy anxiety attacks, so that we could give her a priesthood blessing. Our total lack of plans made it perfect for us, so we rushed on over. After getting to know her and her husband Jason and their cute little baby Luna, I was able to give her a priesthood blessing. It was a bit emotional. I am amazed at how many chances I have been getting to exercise my priesthood lately, and its been a huge blessing to the people on the other end, but especially towards me. I know, now more that ever, that priesthood is purely, unselfish service. It is real, and it is powerful.
Other than that, we were able to give a lot of service to Alfred Badger by helping him with his huge garden for a couple hours. It felt really good to get dirty and hack stuff up. We also have had good lessons with our newly active member Paul Mcmanus, our Bulgarian friend Sarov who speaks very little english, and the Johnsons down in Penkridge. Yeah, that was an adventure in itself. Our train home was delayed, so we caught a late one home which was almost overflowing with drunken, Saturday night partiers. "God Squad GOD SQUAD!!!!"....and the rest of it I dont feel comfortable repeating. Party on drunk people. I'm just glad that none of them got violent like the ones over in Wales. Persecution puts hair on our chest.
Haha oh yeah, we had another drunk event. We were walking home late last night and we say this man stumbling down the rode, almost into traffic. So we caught up to him, and escorted him all the way across town to safety. Along the way, we got to know him a bit better, and even set up a future lesson with him! It probably was just the beer talking, but he said he was interested. Hey, we will take what we can get. We will see how that goes!! Just dont get run over Mick.
Well everyone, I love you all. I miss you, but I hope you all have a bodacious Halloween. Rock on Tate Ninja!!!!
Till next time, peace out!
Elder Goodman
aka BA
p.s. I get to dress up as a missionary for Halloween, beat that!!! best costume ever
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