Two weeks of letters:

March 13-

This week was crazy fast.  It’s the last week of the transfers.  It feels like I got here yesterday.  But who knows that will happen this transfer.  I am expecting it to be good but who knows?  

We started out the week by making french toast for breakfast, me and Elder Stewart.  I think we are making a tradition, we both will make french toast every p-day for the rest of our mission.  It will be a blast.  

This week was a successful week for teaching.  We taught like 6-8 lessons a day.  We have some really good investigators that are progressing well.  It’s funny cause everywhere we will have like 20 people legitimately committed to going to church then you show up at their house on Sunday and they’re either “sick”, “traveling” or “working”.  It’s always a lame excuse.  But hey, at least we are doing our part, the people do have agency to choose.  And we are teaching and working like crazy.  I do love the fact that everyone is so open and every street contact you make results  into a lesson in their house the next day.  And we are here making 25 contacts per day.  Haha, anyways I realized something funny today.  Before my mission I could hardly stand the thought of church for 3 hours 1 day a week.  And now I am here preaching 24/7, and going to 6 hours of church every Sunday (2 different sessions for our investigators).  But every week I am starting to enjoy church more and more.  It’s weird to me, but whatever, I am maturing somewhat,  haha.  

Until next week,

The Swassmaster!  Elder Meyer.

March 20-

This week started out fantastic!  We went to this beautiful beach with sand dune s that drop right into the water.  And I got to snowboard and sled down the dunes, since I missed snowboard season of course.  We went with the stake president of our stake.  He is one of the best guys I have ever met in my life.  He picked us up and took us straight to get ice cream and then to the beach.  But during the ride he turned on a dope playlist of all the music I like and of the new stuff we are missing back home.  It was an amazing day to start off an amazing week. 

And then the next day we had transfers and my comp got transferred and I am staying in the same area.  But I got a new comp named Elder Cain from Florida.  Funny thing is he was companions with Evan Davies in the MTC in Provo.  What a small world!  What else is funny is you got two novenios (new guys) walking around the streets of Natal putting in absolute work.  We taught 35 lessons in 4 days and have baptisms marked for the next up-coming weeks.  Haha, I have no idea how it happened but it did.  We both have a lot to learn with the gospel and the language so we are very upfront with people.  But it seems to be working, haha.  And drunk guys love asking us questions about Trump.  It’s classic cause I don’t know anything about him.  

Any ways a cool experience happened this week.  We are teaching this girl named Selma and a man named Milton.  We have been teaching them every day and have been questioning about baptism because Selma was already baptized as a baby.  And people that have already been baptized don’t think they need to be baptized again, haha.  But we were at her house Saturday doing literally everything we could possible do to persuade her.  It was the most spiritual lesson of my mission thus far.  When we ended the lesson we threw out the question one more time.  I had a 110% chance she would say yes and she said “No, I don’t want to be baptized again.”  When she said that my heart dropped and I was so, so sad for her.  We left the house absolutely devastated.  I didn’t know it was possible for one to love or have as much love as I have for that family we were teaching, but I do!  I learned a lot from that lesson.  I learned that missions really are for missionaries to have these experiences so we can gain that firm testimony to help our future families stay strong in the church and to never fall away.  But here is the good part of the story.  We went back to her house Sunday morning to get her and her son for church.  And she said “Nos decidimos, que queremos ser batiza dos, era hoje nos en nos possa ir hoje” (we decided we want to be baptized, we wanted to be baptized today but I can’t go to church today).  My heart dropped of pure joy when I heard this and I couldn’t speak.  She said when we are with her she feels different, some sort of peace and comfort.  God works in incredible ways.  

Until next week!  

Elder Meyer