Dear Mother, Father, Brothers, Sisters, Family, and Friends
One more day rolls by, one week flashes away. Lots of emails to read, and more to write. All one can do is smile and cheerfully move on to the next day.
This week was another quick week, But interesting nonetheless. Monday and Tuesday went by without anything interesting, Wednesday was when it all started picking up. Had two lessons on Wednesday, the first went longer than planned and so we were late for the second, which was all the way on the other side of town. Which meant we had to ride as fast as we could, over hills and vale to get there. After that we ate a late lunch... Which was around 2:30. Went back out, and did some housing until about 5:30. Which was the highlight of my week.
It was just getting dark, the sun having just set, and we had just one last house on the street before we went to the church to start getting ready for English Class. Ring the bell and the wife comes out. We talked for no more than 5-10min. and we were just finishing setting up a return apointment for the beginning of next month and were handing her the note when everything went crazy. Her husband walked out the door, and looked at us and asked us what we want. We told him we were missionaries and we were sharing a message about families. He came out stepped in front of his wife as if he were trying to protect her and then proceeded to give us a 30 min. lecture about how we shouldn`t be out knocking on peoples doors at 5:30 at night because people are eating dinner. He was throughouly angry at as and yelling at us. We simply stood there quietly, unable to say anything much because he cut in everytime we said a word. Somehow he changed the topic to how religion is bad and it causes wars, at which point we finally had enough and just testified to him. He started to end the Conversation by saying, "No Thanks! I`ve already had the Mormons come over before!" Me and Elder Camacho looked at each other with smiles on our faces and replied "We are Mormons." At that moment the man changed entirely. He went from mean to very nice. And started going on about how he had seen Mormon Missionaries in a while and was very friendly from then on. We told him we had made an appointment with his wife to come again and asked if it was still alright and he sad "Whatever, just next time don`t come at this time." Which was fine because we had said we`d come around 4.
Well.. I spent too much time with that story and I need to head out. Time is short. Basically we had 3 people come to church this week, and one of them was Nakanishi, which made me very happy. Apparently out of all the missionaries he`s met over 30 years I`m his favorite. He likes to call me his child, which is wierd.
Elder Tateishi`s Gospel Message of the Week.
This will be very short but here it goes.
It`s thanksgiving, so I`ll simply say this, BE THANKFUL!!
God has given unto us all things for our benifet, he has blessed our lives in countless ways and he continues to watch over us night and day. He answers our prayers, and hears our cries. He Blesses us in our times of need.
I am grateful for all I have, especially for my family, for their love and their support for me. I wouldn`t be here without them!
I am especially grateful for the Atonement and for the peace it has brought into my life, and for the blessings it has poured out upon me and those around me. I know Christ Lives, that he is my Savior and Redeemer, I Know he suffured and died for me, because of his great love for me. I Know he loves everyone, the poor, the weak, the humble, the rich, the strong, the clean and the unclean. I bear this witness in his holy name, even Jesus Christ, Amen.
Love,
Elder Randall KK Tateishi
Transfers aren`t until the 7thish. I have no idea about christmas calls.
Love you Mom
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