Week 30: Patience

This week felt like an eternity but we finally made it to P-Day! Wednesday night was pretty fun though. We went to the Woody's to do a Book of Mormon study group. They're an older couple that sometimes don't make it to church just because of medical stuff. Sister Woody can hardly hear anything so the whole night it was basically Brother Woody (they just call him Woody) telling Sister Woody when it was her turn to read and then she wouldn't hear him and say "Whaaaat?" At which point Woody would repeat it louder and then louder once more and then we would all laugh cause Sister Woody would say something witty. They're awesome and I can't wait to go back this week. 

On Thursday and Saturday we were on exchanges. Elder Gress and Elder Stewart are both awesome guys and I'm happy to be serving with them. On Thursday I was with Elder Gress and right before dinner we went to a Christmas Tree lighting and there were TONS of people there so we were running around for an hour or so talking to as many people as we could. Saw some members there too so that was awesome.

Something a little less awesome that happened was getting yelled at. I had recently been reflecting back on my mission and realized that I had not once been yelled at (told to leave but not yelled at) thus far on my mission. I thought that that was pretty good especially being in California. Well the Lord must have been listening into my thoughts that day cause we had back to back days this week of someone yelling at us. The first was some old guy that told us to leave while he was still inside and then after we had already begun walking down his long driveway he finally got to the door and told us to just keep walking, to never come back, and to mark it on our "little maps" and then the neighbors dogs started barking at us and he was all, "Yea get 'em!" Got my blood temperature up a little bit. Not because he didn't want to listen. I get it, people have their agency and their own religions and absolutely no one is forced to listen but it just blew me away that one human being could be so cruel to another. Sometimes when we put on the tags it causes people to dehumanize us and they might treat us like were not human. This happened again the next day with pretty much the same thing happening, I can't blame this guy AS much cause he had a "Keep Out" sign on his gate but still. I wonder what life must be like to have no hope and to be grumpy all the time?

Butttttttttttttttt I am glad that those experiences happened because we endured them and then the Lord blessed us (cause that's how it always works). So soon after that we met Jorbie and Omar. They're brothers and they've actually talked with missionaries before. Omar opened up to us about a lot of stuff in the first 10 minutes of us knowing them and we promised that no matter what he was going through, the message we share and the gospel we have will help him. Then a short while later we contacted a less-active part member family and two of the kids want to get baptized! Thennnnnnnnnn a little while later we had a lesson with some other folks that had talked to missionaries before and they seem excited to continue meeting with us. So we ended up being gifted 7 new investigators (the highest I've ever gotten before in a week was 3) and the price was just two yelling ats so that's a pretty good deal if you ask me. 

I want to invite all y'all to invite your friends to your ward Christmas parties and all the other events that happen during Christmas time. The best missionaries are the ones without badges because you have non-member friends (and people still treat you like humans) that you can invite to feel the Holy Ghost bear witness to them that they are home again.

Love you all!!
Love,
Elder Puzey
Awesome sunset we had last night
Put up my stocking

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