Dear Mom and Dad,
I am SOOOOOOO glad that it is P-day today. It
is very much needed. Going two/three weeks without a real preparation
day really hinders the work for the rest of the week. Elder Honeycutt
and I have had a harder time than usual focusing and stuff. We have
still worked hard though. I'm just glad I can relax today. :)
A
few of the appointments that we set up fell through but miracles have
not ceased to happen. We see them every day. I am very grateful for this
past week. I have been able to truly grow as a servant of the Lord and
really follow his example in missionary work. My core experience with
God happened on Friday after Zone Training Meeting (or ZTM, which is a
monthly meeting that we the Zone leaders conduct and instruct. It's
meant to pump up the Zone and to set goals and make plans all
together.) During ZTM, Elder
Honeycutt and I felt inspired to introduce a culture into the Zone
based on the scripture 2 Timothy 1:8 "Be not thou therefore ashamed of
the testimony of our Lord, nor of me his prisoner: but be thou partaker
of the afflictions of the gospel according to the power of God;" Later
that day while we were tracting, we came across a large group of Muslim
people who began to follow us from house to house and tell us that they
owned the houses we were knocking on and that no one lived there. A few
houses later one of their friends walked up to us (followed by about 10
of his friends who had come out of their houses as well) and began to
blaspheme to us. He tried to argue everything we believed in, all while
trying to scientifically and logically prove to us that the Koran is
true. We withstood everything he could throw at us. He would not stop
talking. His friends chimed in on the conversation every once in a while
but mostly just swarmed around us while
laughing and mocking us and our beliefs. I felt like a Book of Mormon
missionary or something! After almost an hour of this man talking at us,
even his friends got bored and they had to leave. In one instant, they
all just left. We carried on knocking on doors. The time came to start
back up the other side and tract back toward where we would knock on
those peoples doors again. We really didn't feel like doing that.....
when all of a sudden I remembered 2 Timothy 1:8. I said out loud. "I am
not ashamed of the tesitmony of our Lord." and Elder Honeycutt agreed.
We starting knocking on doors toward them who would ridicule us. The
next person who answered the door was a born again christian who let us
in, let us teach him, accepted a copy of the Book of Mormon, and who we
have a return appointment with. The Lord is preparing people for his
restored gospel. We just have to not be ashamed to follow the promptings
of the Spirit. That was my core experience
with God this past week.
I'll be preparing for the upcoming
mission conference with Elder Pearson and Elder Christensen by reviewing
the notes that I got from the previous mission conference and comparing
them and matching them up with references from the scriptures and
Preach My Gospel. That way I can remember all of the valuable
information and revelation that I receive and can look forward to
receiving this time.
Anyway, sounds like you've had a great week as well! I should be able to get a letter sent home this week!
Til Next time!
Love, Elder Thompson
P.S. Oh yeah, we are at 49 jacobs street in Bankstown, NSW
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