Dear Mom, Dad, and Cole Family,
Heat...Heat.... and might I add.... more heat. In my opinion this has been the hottest week that I've experienced on my mission. Maybe Al Gore was right on his theory of Global Warming ha ha. I haven't even been able to eat in our apartment without sweating!! All of my shirts smell bad so for once in my life I think I'm excited to do laundry so my clothes will smell good again. This week Elder Ursua and I have been focusing on tracting and we have actually had a lot more success than I thought we would have. We met a young man named Juan last week and we followed him up this last week. When we went to visit him he immediately told us that he was sorry he could go to church because he had stuff to do. We taught him about prophets and by the end of the lesson when we extended the baptismal invitation he accepted. I sure hope that he continues to show interest in coming closer to our Heavenly Father. We also had Zone Training this past week which showed me that I could probably push myself a little bit harder and stretch a little further. There's always something I can do better to make myself a better representative of Jesus Christ.
Yesterday I had the privilege of speaking for the third time in three weeks. Oh what fun right! I was asked to speak about "The Importance of Members in Missionary Work". I never realized of how important we as members are to missionaries until I've experienced being a missionary. I just always thought that members went with missionaries to help gain experience and so that they could teach to females/males. But we as members are essential to helping the Lord Hasten His work. If we look around there are probably only 4-6 missionaries in one area while there are hundreds of members in a ward. The missionaries are foreign to the area while we know the people who live here. If we can just step out of our comfort zone and invite even one person to listen to the missionaries; just think of how much easier work would be for the missionaries.
Just to let you know mom, there was a 11 year old who told me that I was her idol ha ha. So yes I guess there are a "few" people who like me. I'm not getting big headed because well... when I go home it's going back to Napeoleon Dynamite status again.