Hey family and friends,
I don't have that much time to write so I'm going to keep this short and sweet and just tell you a funny story haha.
(Sorry mom, you probably wont like this story haha)
So the other night, Elder Empey and I didn't have any appointments scheduled and we wanted to do something new with this "extra time" that we normally don't have. We decided to take a bus and travel to the edge of our area that hasn't really been worked in by missionaries for a long time. We eventually made our way out there and started knocking on some doors.
We did some door knocking for a while and didn't really see any success. One guy even came outside, and said "Who do you think you guys are?? Why do you want to bother me with your Jesus nonsense... my God is my wallet, now get off my property!!"
At least... that's the edited translation of what he said haha. Basically, he was a real sweatheart...
Anyways... not a ton of success...
So we went back to the bus stop and realized that we missed the bus that was going to get us home! The next bus wasn't going to come until well after our missioanry curfew... so we were stuck in a little predicament.
We couldn't walk... we were way to far away so we didn't really have any other option other than wait for the bus.
After a while of waiting... we got a pretty dumb idea. We decided to stand by the bus stop and hold our thumbs out like we were hitch-hiking! We kind of just did it as a joke... but the second car that drove past us stopped and asked us where we were going! We told him Evry and he said he was going in the opposite direction.. so he wished us luck and sped off.
Haha we were amazed that somebody would even stop! Just for fun, I re-read the missionary rule book and couldn't see anything that said hitch hiking was against the rules... so we decided to keep our thumbs out!
Haha believe it or not, only a few minutes later another guy stopped and asked us where we were we were going. We said evry and he told us to hop in!
Haha we were super excited and couldn't believe our luck. The best part is... we had about a decently long car ride ahead of us so we were able to introduce ourselves and explain who we were and what we did as missionaries.
He turned out to be really interested! We even prayed with him in the car, right before he dropped us off. His name is Brice and he is a super nice, father of 3 and we should be seeing him and his family again this weekend.
Dang, that turned out to to be a kind of long story... but I hope you still enjoyed it! Moral of the story, anything can be turned into a missionary opportunity!
Have a great week,