And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!
- D&C 18:15
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Monday, November 9, 2015
Texas San Antonio Mission!
Today at 1:53 PM
Transfers are Thursday! I have no idea where I am going, and I won't
for at least a day? But where I go is the Lord's will, and that's all
I have to say.
I would guess that Saturday was one of the funnest days of missionary
work I've had. We got a bunch of lessons in that day, and that really
makes me glad. The first visit was to a miracle of a family. The
parents had five kids, aged 17, 15, 12, 10, and 3. The littlest one
was Liberty. If it wasn't for the girl that loves me, she would be the
number one cutie. She sat and played at the step of the door for a
very long time, 20 minutes or more. She was sassy and happy and spoke
with a lisp. The memory of her will certainly be reminisced. The only
member of the seven is a wife, whose name is Heaven. She's been less
active for ages but wants her family engaged in active church
attendance that will last for days. The family wanted baptized, and
they love their neighbor, the bishop. We didn't even call her, she was
the one that called us up.
In the night we saw a family going through struggles. The Husband's
wife has cancer and is in need of some snuggles. When we came to the
door he was delighted to see two young Elders helping set his soul
free. The man is amazing. He's originally from Serbia. Once a man of
his government, he now lives in suburbia. We had a lesson on faith,
and hope, and prayer. His mood went from somber, to polite, to light
as air. We laughed all the while and enjoyed one's company. A spirit
came to the room that didn't enter very many. As we walked our bikes
out to the street, Old Brother J hopped to his feet and asked if we
could teach him to ride. We looked at each other for a moment, then
eventually confide. Turns out he knew, and once he mounted my seat he
flew through the night leaving me to my feet. The 50-year old punk
rode back with much joy. We laughed along and then eventually rode
Sunday was the day of food. It was a lot and it was all Good! It was
stake conference and the members were a plenty. And the amount of
nonmembers there was quite more than many. After the sermon we had
lunch with J M. He's an investigator and he loves us a ton! HIs
meal included a giant steak, heaping helpings of ham hocks and cabbage
(so good!), barbecue chicken, and the most delicious fried green
tomatoes y'all ever have tasted.By the time we were done, my stomach
In the afternoon, we stopped by some recent converts. They gave
doughnuts. They were so great they made me go crazy go nuts! After
that we had dinner with the Arnolds, who gave us shrimp gumbo. My
stomach was filled from high to low! But nevertheless, the eating
wasn't finished. At the very end of the day my appetite was
diminished, but we went by a part member family trying to get to
church. We were there for an hour and now my stomach hurts! They gave
us root beer and cookies until the buttons popped off our shirts. At
the end of the day we had tons of success. Elder Hill and I were
eating and teaching at our best.
I got to go on an exchange with my friend, Elder W. His area is
the countryside, a beautiful canvas. We spent the whole exchange
laughing and working and certainly there was no feelings of ill will
lurking. We visited some less actives on top of a hill. by the time we
hit the top the temperature was chill! The humidity and wind slapped
our fair faces, and we saw some cats that liked our iPad cases. Elder
W is from a City that goes by the name Yuba. We talk about his
home and people we know back in his town.
Well those are the highlights of a very fun week. The joy of
missionary work gets less bitter and more sweet. I love my God and my
brothers and good will. I pray that my word's did give you good fill.
I'm off to play soccer with the missionaries south of our area. I hope
they don't realize I'm a phenomenal playa.
I definitely shouldn't have tried to rhyme this email.
Elder Richard Hall
1. A picture of me and the cats that loved my iPad. good times.
2 and 3. Pictures of our district. Much short than my first district.