Dear World, (Or more appropriately, Dear the 2 people who read this),
So
there we were, Elder Davenport and I, sitting in our truck in a very
remote area making phone calls. We chose this location due to the fact
that no one would drive by wondering what the heck we were doing. A
grey sedan randomly pulls in and drops off two hispanic girls, probably
around 15 or 16 years old. The car then leaves and the girls sit down
on the curb. We were quite confused, we paused for a moment and watched
through our mirrors. They just sat there for 5-7 minutes, and the grey
car comes back, the exact same one and picks the girls up, it starts
pulling away and then stops, and doesn't move for 5 minutes! I was
starting to get worried that we were about to get shot. The girls again
get out and the car leaves! What the? so the girls sit down again for
about 2 minutes, and then they get up and walk up the street and go down
another road, and as they are walking they both start walking and
spinning in unison with their arms outstretched. They walk to a small
field and stay there for 5-10 minutes at which point the grey car picks
them up again and they leave. It was very odd. We left shortly
thereafter, not going to lie, we had finished our phone calls and just
waited for a while to see what would happen. As we left, we passed a
"Guidance Clinic" which had some apartment attachments, I looked up at
the windows of the apartments as I was turning and was quite frightened
as their was a tall lady standing in the window staring at us! It gave
me the chills. Scary movies never scared me... but things like that
freak me out. It was an interesting experience.
It was a really good week! I went on exchanges a couple of times
with some missionaries, and had a good time. Oh, also I got new
glasses, they're pretty awesome I think, and most importantly scratch
free! My other ones were so scratched I had to tilt them to look at
people sometimes. It was frustrating. We started teaching a new
family... by family I mean a father and son, the father is a less active
member returning to activity, and the son is a non-member who is going
to be baptized. We set a date for baptism that first meeting for April
14th.
We were asked by a part member family this week to dig a trench for
them. I always love doing service because its something different, and
its always good to work with your hands. This I was unprepared for.
Arizona dirt is more like Cement. At first we were given a hoe and a
shovel, quite disappointing. Later the husband came home and knew where
some pick-axes were, so that helped considerably. It went mostly okay,
except when I would find a giant rock with the pick axe, which was
quite often. My hands still hurt. We didn't finish the first day, so I
went back with another Elder on exchanges and finished. The second day
was worse than the first! but it was kinda enjoyable.
Well, I think that's all for this week. Hope you all have a wonderful week.
Elder Martin
NOVEMBER and DECEMBER 2019
4 years ago