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Hey guys, I only have about ten minutes to write this, so I'll skip right to the awesome part. I was on exchanges with my district leader, and one of the things he does is if he tracts that day, in the morning him and his companion pray in front of a map as to where he should go. He chooses a place and narrows it down very specifically from there. If him and his companion don't agree on the place, they pray again to try and get it right. So me and him were doing this, and I was thinking "Wow, this is kinda weird, I don't like this, but I'm gonna try it because I like trying things". So we did, it was kinda weird, but later on in the day, after 2-3 hours of rejection, we found this really nice lady who was very receptive to the gospel. we were very happy about this.
So the next day me and my companion decided to try it too. We prayed in front of a map. At first we disagreed, and talked about it for a little bit, and we realized that the borders of the area had changed, so we got out a new and improved map, and we prayed some more and decided to go to this area that wasn't on the map before and we weren't even sure if any Spanish missionaries had been there before. We got there that night, and found out that everyone was American, which we were pretty bummed about. Later on, we were walking down the street, all of the houses looked American, so we decided to go to Monterrey st because it sounded Mexican. while we were walking down the street, a house caught our eye and we decided to go knock on it. Mind you, this was the only house on that side of the whole street we wanted to knock on. We met this American lady who said that she had read a part of the book of Mormon, without ever talking to the missionaries before, asked us if there was a Mormon church nearby that she could go to, and who just that morning had an argument with her husband about "getting back in touch with god". She said that she thought our coming to her door might have been a sign. I told her that we had prayed that morning where to go and we came here. I had to send the English missionaries over there, because she spoke English. They were stoked.
On a much less exciting note, I got a package of gold-I mean cooking stuff from my mom. My quality of life just doubled I think. See how I think now? I think that doubling my quality of life is much less exciting than sharing the gospel with a really cool lady. Speaking of quality of life, I know I'm in California, but it is January, and our little house doesn't have any heat, and we saw our breath inside of our house this morning. Ha ha, my companion is from Mexico and he doesn't like it at all. Well, that's about all I got. Things are continuing to pick up.
With Love,
Elder Call
Editor's Note: I must say, this is quite a development in our organization that is entirely dedicated to Joe. He is very lucky things are going that way. Maybe...
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