October 2, 2017

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Well I pretty much have two bikes. And to make a super long story short, both of them now have flat tires, one of those has been fixed once already, and I don't have the tools to fix it. Rip.

Yesterday I was walking down a street and I waved at a car, to my surprise what I got in return were two upright middle fingers pointed in my direction, so that's cool. Elder Kimball and I drove a half an hour to a different city in our area. The only place to park was a penocostal church. We went and taught some people at their homes when the pastor of the church invited us over. I tried not to Bible bash okay? I tried! He basically told us that since we weren't baptized in the name of Jesus Christ, we didn't have the holy ghost. And I was like: "then what guides me like every day?" I didn't say that because he probably would have screamed at me or something. But he told us about the diocese of the Mormon church was jealous of their church and went to a penocostal reunion thing to see what was so good about their church. Long story short (again) this Mormon "diocese" was waving his arms in the air and crying. Being converted to this penocostal church. "what the heck is a diocese?"  It was pretty funny when this man was practically preaching to us, and out of no where elder Kimball says "can we use your restroom". I had to refrain from laughing because this was an obvious serious situation. Hahahahahahahaha. He let us use his restroom and then invited us to his chapel but we didn't go in because we had already wasted a half an hour listening to this guy talk.

I had one major thought as I left.

Nothing that man can say will shake my faith. Absolutely nothing. I have built this faith on the rock of Christ, and it WILL NOT BY ANY MEANS, be moved.

So that was cool. It was a good week. I managed to stay optimistic, and I'll tell yuh. Optimism works. Try it out and you'll see for yourself.

And when those dudes flipped me off I just remembered the one of the many totally BOMB scriptures in 3rd Nephi

10 And blessed are all they who are persecuted for my name’s sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

So yeah I'm good. This was definitely a hard week, but I'm hanging in there. 

We met with a man named Casey on Tuesday. We ended up testifying hardcore serious, sincere, and powerful testimonys of Jesus Christ. And Casey has exepted to Follow the example of Jesus Christ and be baptized on November third by someone holding the preisthood athouroty of God. 

So I'm stoked. That's going to be dang awesome. 

Life is hard. But I know for a living fact that it all works out in the end. So pull through. Keep going. Keep that chin up and power through those trials. Because once you get through them you will be exalted. 

Thrive in that as you go about this week. I will too. 

Love you all. 

Well I pretty much have two bikes. And to make a super long story short, both of them now have flat tires, one of those has been fixed once already, and I don't have the tools to fix it. Rip.

Yesterday I was walking down a street and I waved at a car, to my surprise what I got in return were two upright middle fingers pointed in my direction, so that's cool. Elder Kimball and I drove a half an hour to a different city in our area. The only place to park was a penocostal church. We went and taught some people at their homes when the pastor of the church invited us over. I tried not to Bible bash okay? I tried! He basically told us that since we weren't baptized in the name of Jesus Christ, we didn't have the holy ghost. And I was like: "then what guides me like every day?" I didn't say that because he probably would have screamed at me or something. But he told us about the diocese of the Mormon church was jealous of their church and went to a penocostal reunion thing to see what was so good about their church. Long story short (again) this Mormon "diocese" was waving his arms in the air and crying. Being converted to this penocostal church. "what the heck is a diocese?"  It was pretty funny when this man was practically preaching to us, and out of no where elder Kimball says "can we use your restroom". I had to refrain from laughing because this was an obvious serious situation. Hahahahahahahaha. He let us use his restroom and then invited us to his chapel but we didn't go in because we had already wasted a half an hour listening to this guy talk.

I had one major thought as I left.

Nothing that man can say will shake my faith. Absolutely nothing. I have built this faith on the rock of Christ, and it WILL NOT BY ANY MEANS, be moved.

So that was cool. It was a good week. I managed to stay optimistic, and I'll tell yuh. Optimism works. Try it out and you'll see for yourself.

And when those dudes flipped me off I just remembered the one of the many totally BOMB scriptures in 3rd Nephi

10 And blessed are all they who are persecuted for my name’s sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

So yeah I'm good. This was definitely a hard week, but I'm hanging in there. 

We met with a man named Casey on Tuesday. We ended up testifying hardcore serious, sincere, and powerful testimonys of Jesus Christ. And Casey has exepted to Follow the example of Jesus Christ and be baptized on November third by someone holding the preisthood athouroty of God. 

So I'm stoked. That's going to be dang awesome. 

Life is hard. But I know for a living fact that it all works out in the end. So pull through. Keep going. Keep that chin up and power through those trials. Because once you get through them you will be exalted. 

Thrive in that as you go about this week. I will too. 

Love you all.