|Playing with Lions|
Sitting at transfer meeting, listening to Elder Menendez call out all the names of where people are going. All the sudden he says
...and making the 5 hour drive to Tzaneen, is Elder Clegg.
|monkeys who swing around our chapel|
My new companion is a guy named Elder Laminie, he's a Cape-Town colored (half white and half blacks are called colored over here and it's totally acceptable) he speaks fluent Afrikaans and isiXhosa. Like the two sickest languages in the world. I sometimes have trouble understanding his english, but he is really the sweetest guy, he just is always stoked to work super hard it's legit. When he bears his testimony with his accent and personality it just makes you smile. He is crazy and tells me all the insane stuff he used to do before his mission.
MIssionary work in a town is quite different than a township. I've faced alotta rejection in this short week- probably more than I've faced my entire mission. So I know how 90% of the missionaries in the world feel sometimes now. There's also gigantic bloodthirsty dogs at every single stinking house I swear to you. Like every house in town is guarded by a huge dog, or seven, as well as a gnarly electric fence. It's gonna be a challenge to get past those things and get into people's hearts.
The other day we saw this super sweet complex of houses and all the sudden this prompting came to my mind- i was like 'let's teach the security guard about the book of mormon and then have him let us in'. So we did, we taught him in his little guard station, and then were like "there's a bunch of people inside this place who don't know about this book, will you please let us in?" and he totally did, it was legit. but after knocking about 5 houses we got chased out by an old angry Afrikaaner. Ah well it was still really cool.
When I got here we straight had 0 lessons planned for the next week. Yesterday we had 0 investigators at our branch. So stuffs gotta pick up, I would totally appreciate it if you kept this little place called Tzaneen in your prayers.
I just really would appreciate if you kept me and Tzaneen in your prayers, this place is kinda dead when it comes to missionary work, and we need it to start back up.. I feel a little overwhelmed at times you know, but I keep drawing back on my experience with my buddy Paxton (now elder terry) at skills nationals.
Back in June, a week before I left on mission, Paxton and I were selected to represent the state of Utah for TV video production in Kansas City for SkillsUSA. We had no idea what we were doing, no idea how to work audio, how to please judges etc. etc. We had some great advisors who helped us the best they could, but honestly we were just two goof balls who like taking cool pictures on their cameras.
We decided that we needed to fast.
So we did, and long story short- somehow we came outta there with a silver medal.
Love you guys so much, gonna go see some lions in a sec which will be sweet. They speak Tsonga up here, so my Zulu has gone to whack. Go to my lil brothers baptism this week. Benson I love you buddy, hopefully it'll be special.
Ek lief vir julle
(love you guys)