Members did there duty in feeding this week, as we recieved for or 5 members dinners, two of which were in one night. There's this little short guy named Antonio Grez with the coolest little white car you've ever seen. . and an older couple Miranda! The first dinner was a three course meal, very elaborate and fantastic, and filled us up quickly. After touring the streets of Tensta (we seem to get lost a lot these days) we taught a wonderful part member family, and headed to Antonio. We walked into Antonio's house and saw a huge thing of bread with Avocado on top, and then a bigger plate full of spaghetti and two huge slabs of ham. Then we forced down some icecream afterwards. Point being our ward is fantastic, and are all the funniest, most happy people in the world.
We had a ward activity on Friday, so I got a little taste of the ping pong ways in Sweden. . but I don't seem to play it near as often as father did.
Our investigators our doing well, as there is an evergrowing number of them.
While I was in the Stockholm area, we met with a guy who had been a miraculous-end-of-the-night-contact by two other Elders in Stockholm, and it turns out he lives in our area. He's a really cool Swede, just a bit skeptical, but I've seen skeptical Swedes get answers more than once on my mission . . so we're excited to working with them.
With all of this crazy stuff happening, endless names to call, endless people to visit, and endless families to help pull together, plus all the family history stuff, it's easy to feel overwhelmed compared to the Visby days of knocking and . .well knocking.
The biggest help for me, and a principle I've learned over and over again is that of prayer. . and faith.
We literally just pray, then get up and do.
. . and if we do that we really don't need to worry. I've dropped a lot of worry by just knowing that I'm trying. I'm talking to people. I'm bearing testimony, and I'm fighting my weaknesses. It's been quite the battle these last 7 months, but when it all comes down to it. . that's the point is it not?
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We had a ward activity on Friday, so I got a little taste of the ping pong ways in Sweden. . but I don't seem to play it near as often as father did.
Our investigators our doing well, as there is an evergrowing number of them.
While I was in the Stockholm area, we met with a guy who had been a miraculous-end-of-the-night-contact by two other Elders in Stockholm, and it turns out he lives in our area. He's a really cool Swede, just a bit skeptical, but I've seen skeptical Swedes get answers more than once on my mission . . so we're excited to working with them.
With all of this crazy stuff happening, endless names to call, endless people to visit, and endless families to help pull together, plus all the family history stuff, it's easy to feel overwhelmed compared to the Visby days of knocking and . .well knocking.
The biggest help for me, and a principle I've learned over and over again is that of prayer. . and faith.
We literally just pray, then get up and do.
. . and if we do that we really don't need to worry. I've dropped a lot of worry by just knowing that I'm trying. I'm talking to people. I'm bearing testimony, and I'm fighting my weaknesses. It's been quite the battle these last 7 months, but when it all comes down to it. . that's the point is it not?
-Ä Sargent