Thank you for all of the emails this week! It´s always good to hear from all of you! Just a little note of interest for you -- if you want to write me, now is the time to do it. I live in the same apartment as our zone leaders. Meaning, I get mail ¨pretty fast.¨ Usually, about two to two and a half weeks.
It rained for the second time this last week, since my stay here in Paso de los Libres began. Definitely a big change from my first area where I spent my first 5 days in straight rain. Believe me, talking from the perspective of someone that is always outside, I´m not complaining. This week has been a fairly standard (but still amazing) missionary week. Well, standard with the exception of the Weekend of ALL Weekends, that is. I hope you all took advantage of the opportunity to listen to the Lord´s servants. From your emails, it sounds like you all had the chance to listen or watch (...for some, in person). But I´ll get to that later...
I realized I haven´t been telling too many missionary stories in my emails. I guess I will have to change that.
This week´s topics -- Rejections. A personal fave. This last week we followed an address to a less-active member´s home. When we clapped at the door, a lady (I´d say 40s maybe) came to the door and told us that her father (the member) was very old and it was too late in the evening to talk to him. Okay, that´s fine. Well, then came her brother to the door. Fireworks went off. And not the good kind. He said everything from ¨I´ve asked to have his name removed,¨ to ¨I´m going to get a lawyer,¨ to...my personal favorite..¨you don´t practice what you teach.¨ Friendly fellow. Another good one was when we knocked on a metal door. We knocked softly, I promise. A lady came and told us that it was very rude of us to knock when there is a baby in the house and that is why she had a doorbell. A doorbell? That´s more quiet? Still, we run into many amazing people that make missionary work worth it. These are only on rare occasion.
It was a picturesque moment after the Saturday Afternoon session of General Conference. We went out to find people. All plans fell through. This is never fun. We decided to try a less active gentleman that we´d never visited before. When he came out to greet us, I understood every word that he said. Yes! ...then I realized he was speaking inEnglish. So much for thinking that I knew Spanish... Turns out that he lived in California for 10 years. A really nice guy. After chatting for a few minutes we invited him to the Priesthood Session in about 45 minutes...and he came. Best part of all; he came the following day --- with a tie on! Sometimes, all a person needs is the invitation. It was a healthy reminder that we need to reach out to everyone.
Conference was... amazing. Lucky for us, there´s only a 3 hour time change. (though, Priesthood was a little rough...ending at 11...30 minutes past my bedtime.) One of my personal favorite lines came from Elder J. Devn Cornish, when he said, ¨Much like medicine, prayer only works when used as directed.¨ We need to have the faith and trust in the Lord that our prayers will be answers. There were so many good talks that I´ll stop right there.
From a keyboard that has a sticking Kkkkkk,
Elder McMurray
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