Knock, Knock "It's the LDS Missionaries. Is anyone home?"
Hey y'all!
I hope you're all having an awesome week! This Wednesday I'll be finishing
up my first transfer in the field. These six weeks have gone by way too fast! I
got a call this morning and found out that I'll be training to be a zone leader
in my next area. I guess they want to start us early in the leadership
positions around here, so we'll see how it goes!
This week was awesome! Every day I
think that there's no way I can get in another bashing feud with a crazy person
but somehow I manage to nonetheless. I should probably stop being so persistent
with all these people! Anyway, yesterday we were knocking on some trailers, and
we approached a tiny little trailer that had spiders crawling all over the
door. After I threw a few of them on my companion, a guy who was about 30
years old finally came to the door. I don't really know how else to say this,
but he was as high as a kite. He was literally off in another world. Before we could even say anything, he started
yelling at us about all the things that are wrong with the Mormon Church. I
still hadn't said one word before he went inside and came back out with 5 pages
of anti-Mormon material that he printed from some random website. He kept saying,
"Now let me ask you this!" and ask question after question after
question. The problem was this guy was so far off in his world of drugs that we
couldn't say more than three words before he told us we were wrong. I tried to
ask him his name so we could better communicate with him, and he got mad at me
for not answering his first question. I thought Elder Auaea was going to punch
him square in the face. I have never laughed so hard on my mission, and I've
also never been so mad. There's a reason why they tell us not to bash. But, I love it because it makes for the best
stories!
Earlier in the week Elder Auaea and I
went on an exchange with the District Leader in his area. We had an appointment
with one of his investigators that they have been teaching for a while now. The
lesson went awesome, and we ended up finally committing the couple to baptism.
The next morning, I found Elder Auaea on the roof of the apartment just chillin’.
I’m telling you, that kid is crazy. And, I love him! We also had one of our
investigators come to church with us this weekend, and he should be getting
baptized soon! I'm starting to get the hang of teaching. Sometimes I have no
idea what to say so I just sit there and look at my companion until he saves
me. But for the most part, I've been able to the hang of it. It may seem like
we get baptisms all the time, but the South is dang hard and baptisms are rare.
I've been lucky just to be on the tail end of a few of them!
On Friday, we went and helped one of
our investigators clean his basement. He had more crap than anyone I've ever
met. In the mix of things, I found a battle-axe, two swords, a loaded gun, and
these crazy wolverine knife things. He gave Elder Auaea a knife that he sleeps
with now. So, I think we're safe from anyone or anything. I feel bad for the
next person that bashes on the little Mormon boys!
By the way, I'm not really going to
be a zone leader! I would have to take my pants to the dry cleaner if that was
true. Today I found out (and this is real) that I'm actually the youngest missionary
in the Georgia Atlanta North Mission...and ya probably the most immature too.
HOLLA AT YA BOY.
Hope you all
are doing well! Thanks for everything!
LOVE Y'ALL.
Elder Roddy
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