This week was so hard. SO so unbelievably hard. We had 23 appointments to find new investigators, and no one was home for the appointments except for one girl, but her dad came outside and told us we were going to hell along with Joseph Smith and all his stupid legends. Friday night it rained harder than Ive ever experienced in my life, and we were completely soaked cause we wanted to have new investigators, but they rejected us and left us out in the rain. By Saturday in the afternoon, we had taught 1 lesson all week and we were exhausted from the endless walking and contacting (in which we were also rejected endlessly), so we decided to fast. It was 6:30 when we started. By 8 we had 4 new investigators, and we were thrilled just to give a lesson! We were happy with 4, thinking that we couldnt do any more to find new investigators, so we decided to head home and contact on the way, hoping maybe someone would be interested. And it started to pour. We were the only ones on the streets, it was dark, cold, and wet. We were soaked, and decided to head home early and do language practices. On the way home, Elder Corral said "I just want someone to come up to us and say they want to learn more about the Gospel." And I kid you not, 15 seconds later, a young man named Bryan who we contacted the week before, came out of nowhere and said "Hey, do you guys remember me? I read the pamphlet you left me, and Im really interested and Id like to learn more." We were shocked. There, in the pouring rain, a prayer and a fast was answered in a way I didnt think was possible.
The Lord is preparing his people to receive the message of the truth, even in the pouring rain.
Thats all for this week guys. I hope you can find strength from my experience, because it for sure strengthened me!
Other things:
1. I ate chicken for lunch every day this past week
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