So P-Day got changed to Monday. Here I am. All of the internet points are closed on Mondays until like 4! So we searched around for like 2 hours for one and found this Sri Lankan internet point. There are no English or Italian words on anything written here. It is all Sinhala. Nobody is speaking Italian and there are Hindu statues and incense burning. Crazy place man. I have never felt so white.
This week was transfer calls and....
I am staying in Messina! Not really a surprise because Stewart has been here 6
months. He is actually opening up a city to missionary work next transfer. It
is a city in the middle of Sicily. That would be a really interesting
experience starting with nothing, just one member family who lives in that
city. They will most likely do church in their apartment. He is also training
again. Hehe. I hope I never have to train.
My new companion is... I actually
forgot his name... But he is half Filipino, has served about 7 transfers, and
just finished training somebody. Little does he know that he is actually going
to be training again.
Along with this transfer, they are also
opening up another city in Sicily. But the house is not ready for them yet so
they will be living in the Messina house for 4 weeks until it is ready. So
Messina will have 3 new Elders in the city and I am the only one that has been
here before. Stress. I really don’t know the city or really talked much with
the members, soo… I guess we will figure it out.
We had a Baptismal service this
week! It was really great. Stewart was able to baptize both of them and it was
a really great service. We had one investigator named Pino come and he seemed
to enjoy himself. He is great and we are hoping to meet with him more often but
he is kind of old and doesn’t keep his cell phone on so it hard to contact him. On
Sunday he came to church for about 30 minutes and midway through sacrament
he had to leave somewhere but HE CAME! Woot!
So that pretty much sums up the
week. I have honestly been super stressed these past 6 weeks with the language
and it just really is not coming for me. I can almost bear a testimony in a
lesson... When I should be able to teach all the lesson by now... Makes me sad
and I have been getting down on myself a lot. I really want to teach people,
but I just honestly can’t say seem to express myself. It just comes out in unconjugated
verbs and hand gestures. It’s really frustrating and makes me sad when all the
other greenies in my district are doing street contacting and I’m still trying
to pick out words they are saying. Rough stuff.
Ciao Ciao Ciao.
