To start out we got transfer calls and I am staying and training still.
I
am so glad we bought those bikes! they help us out so much! And it's
super healthy for me to be able to ride places, explore, and fix up the
things! Especially fixing something. But I am still partial to the Gary
fisher back home and would never replace that or my specialized for the
thin I am riding.
This week we had what was
called "the day of service" It was one of those Mormon helping hands
events, it was awesome! It was like a eagle scout project for grown ups
on steroids! =p It had like 15 different projects that was to help
beautify and help the people in Lansing all of which where about eagle
scout project size. I was assigned to Reutter Park which is right next
to the capital building. that was so much fun!
What happened is they
have this beautiful fountain that wasn't being seen so they chopped
these trees down and chopped huge limbs off so people could see it and
the beauty of the place. And our job was to drag these massive things
and throw them in a huge wood chipper. Man that chipper was a beast! I
saw it eat a log bigger and thicker than me like nothing! I am not that
thick but point made we needed 4 people to carry it to the thin. We were
rained on for 5 hours straight too and those things got us way dirty!
loads of people took pictures of me so you should look it up on the
internet to try to find something because I know I am in like 12 of them
at least.
So I told you about NIIIIGHT
EEEEEYYYEEEE!!!! last time but just like I was trying to say, I wasn't
the Hero the whispering pines appartments needed, But I was the one it
deserved. I battled valiantly to take out the ear wigs and the spiders
but eventually the hero that was needed came and our apartments got
poison gassed. So the tallys on my blow gun are at a stand still. I took
one out this week by taping it to the floor and spraying it with axe
body spray ha ha.
Since we are on the subject of creatures brutally biting the dust that leads me into this next thought.
These
last few weeks I have been really feeling odd, I knew something was
wrong in what I was doing with our investigators and it was irritating
to me because the spirit just wasn't there. I was being obedient, I was
focusing, I was helping my companion with everything and we are getting
along great. It was cutting me every day because I was seeing our pool
of 18 investigators get close to baptism and then fall away, and there
was a downward trend. I realized the importance of Revelation through
reading, praying, and keeping the Sabbath day holy and loving the people
we are with.
I look back and I now see those key ingredients missing
was that love and the deeper follow up on what we committed them to. We
have been doing that for like 2 weeks now. It was horrible seeing our
area and investigators sliding down and getting lost. It's like we
were doing "the dance steps but we weren't feeling the music" and they
couldn't either.
It continued even after we started to emphasize those things, but that all changed yesterday. =p
We
have a investigator who has basically had the gates of hell open
to try to get him. Love of his life who he had been married to for 40
years divorced him is forcing them to sell their beautiful house, he got
in a car accident, health... We found him at a all time low and he had
no faith that there was a God he didn't believe that a loving heavenly
father would allow this garbage to happen. He was ticked at the world.
Super busy and stressed with work and the divorce.
One day we came over
when he was thinking the end of life, for him and his technical "wife".
If you know what I mean, we were prompted to go there without knowing
it. the spirit calmed him and that didn't happen. We are the only church
people he can even stand to be around. And to us it seems like we have
been beating a dead horse for a while. But we kept going over because He
wanted faith he wanted that light he saw in us (he still does).
Finally he broke and kept a commitment and listened to the book of Mormon.
And with out telling us has been listening to it every day while he
works out. He argued and yelled when ever we would ask him to pray.
But this week was a stormy week. And one of the days was really bad! It
was pouring rain hard. He prayed to know If "Elder Crockett was a sign"
sent from him (since I have been in every lesson with him while my
companions have shifted around from trade offs). A while later he heard a
loud thump on his window. He looked out to see a blood stain on the
window and a small song bird lying dead. It tried to get out of the rain
quickly and hit his window. He sat there and cried as the bird lied
motionless on his porch.
It really carved into his heart and he prayed
for the bird (he later told us he would have never done that EVER if it
wasn't for us continuing to come back and loving him) And he prayed that
the pretty little song bird would be able to sing again for some one. A
half hour passed and the bird still lay motionless on the porch now
with a empty bladder in the same
position. It Wrenched his soul to see it dead. He prayed again and he
prayed like I do "dear heavenly father" and when he closed in the name
of Jesus Christ, he saw the tail twitch and the head snap up and quickly
it darted out of the weather into the trees.=p
We
met with him yesterday and he told me I know God lives =p, he said he
wouldn't convert that easily but that is a huge leap forward! And really
that is why I am out here that very specific reason because I know God
lives and loves me and I want other people to feel that joy and
experience that through the True Gospel of Jesus Christ that was
restored. That was super fulfilling especially after the garbage we've
been getting!
Well I'm off to go play some Jesus ball!
Bye I love you have a good day!
Don't get Shot!
--
- Elder Truman Rex Crockett