It's funny, but I love my district so, so, so much. Especially Elder Killpack and Elder Harris. They make me feel so hardcore. So, so, so hardcore. They remind me of Jennifer in her, "I eat nothing," days. Also, they're terrified of bugs. They ran way from a bee yesterday. Do you know who didn't run away from a bee? This 처. Straight up, it was hysterical. Softies. Do you know who will at least try to eat vegetables? Again, 이 처. I'm kinda legit.
This was the highlight of my week. We finally, finally managed to click with our one investigator. He agreed with everything we said, but he just didn't feel anything, at all. So, we read 3rd Nephi together, and my goodness. He cried. We made him cry. The previous lesson that I sorta felt we tanked, but now understand was neccessary, he said that he was scared of change. This is a problem, because as he stated, if he were to get baptized, he'd have to make a lot of changes. He works at a casino, we know he drinks, the whole lot. I got to testify that the ability to change through the Atonement is a miracle. It finally felt that I was suceeding here at the MTC, not just passing. Finally. Finally. He said that he wanted to change. This was a miracle. We understood his Korean. Not all of it, but enough that we could say what we needed to say. I want to walk out of every lesson like we did out of that one. Not just, "We did good," but "the investigator felt what we said." Grammar has been fun, and I totally understand a lot more now. I was just informed by an Elder who left six weeks ago that we will understand pretty much nothing of what will come out of Korean's mouths. I relish the challenge. Sunday, I decided that I was going to learn this langauge through sheer tenacity and the spirit. I will be an amazing missionary, because I know that I can be. We also taught an amazing lesson on obedience on Sunday. We can do this. We will do this.
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