First off, I officially hit my 18th click day. That means the dreaded six months to sexy has begun. It is time for me to stop eating so bad and actually work out hard in the mornings instead of doing a few crunches and a push up. I have already shed a few pounds so before you know it, I will need to get new white shirts. Partly because they are turning yellow and have stains all over them, but more because my muscles will be too big to fit in them. Just wait! I don't really know how to feel about this milestone, but I guess I will continue to do what I am doing and see what happens!
We started off the week pretty solid with big hopes for the week. We had interviews with Pres Badgerwhich is always a huge blessing. night, we got pounded with snow so the Ankeny ZLs ended up staying the night with us. Man it was so fun. Long story short, I ended up eating glue, Elder Dunford had to do a snow angel with his shirt off, and another Elder got pelted with eggs in the parking lot. It was a lot of fun! They played a pretty wild prank on us later in the week that I will have to tell you all about when I get home haha. Parental supervision is advised!
We had a super rough day. We stopped by to see our man C (the fifteen year old from Tanzania who bore his testimony) he was doing great, but was a little hesitant when we invited him to work for a date to be baptized. Long story short, he asked his pastor uncle about rebaptism and got an earful. We are super bummed that we won't be teaching him anymore, but I am confident that he will be on the church records here in the next few years. He is a good kid.
My man R is doing great! He continues to progress. We taught him the Word of Wisdom this week and he is excited to quit smoking. He has to be off it by, so keep that man in your prayers. He is such a stud. One of the kindest humans I have ever met.
One of the main highlights of the week was our African feast with M and A. They are so cool. M spent several hoursmorning preparing the good stuff. This time we ate some more Fufu of course, which wasn't as bad as last time, but was still pretty wack. M speaks much better English so she taught us how to eat it right. We didn't use forks or spoons, but we ate traditionally, with our hands. We are supposed to take a piece of Fufu and dip it in the Palm Butter soup (which had fish, chicken. crab, shrimp, and fish head in it) and basically pop it in your mouth and swallow. No chewing, but we got used to it. It was a much better experience than last time. We also had a dish she called Potato Greens, which is the leaves of potatoes mashed up with spinach and fish. It was really good actually. They put it over rice so we got to avoid the Fufu with that one. What a blessing. It was awesome. She told us that she would be feeding us some other good stuff here in the next few weeks.
We saw a miracle last night. The sisters in our area gave us a referral for a man named H. He is from my favorite place on the planet. This man is sooo solid. It was one of the most spiritual lessons of my mission. We taught the restoration and he loved it all. He was asking all of the right questions so we set a date with him to be baptized in March. This leads right into the spiritual thought of the week. There is nothing I love more than reciting the first vision to people. It seems like every time, no matter what the circumstances, the people pay attention and everything else seems to disappear. Yesterday when I was talking to H about it, I felt the spirit stronger than usual. I know for sure that what we were teaching him is a true experience. Joseph Smith did see the things he saw and heard the things that he heard. I have walked where he walked and I know with out any doubt, that he was a chosen vessel to restore the true church of Jesus Christ to the earth. I am grateful everyday that I can share that happy message with people.
That's about all I have to update you guys on. The fourth quarter has officially started so look out for the best plays of the game coming here soon. I love you guys! Have a great week.
The Fufu eating American,