Here is my face! In case you forgot what it looks like. That's our balcony view.
Ahoj všichni! I hope everyone has been having a stellar
week. I certainly know I have. This week has been in equal measure miraculous,
difficult, exhausting, busy, and strange. Lots happened and lots didn't. It's
been, in other words, a reasonably typical week in the life of a missionary.
- To start off, we were in Prague
twice this week. Travel and eating cuts down on our available money funds,
so we have to budget carefully (only 1 thing of Kofola this week...). We
went up on Tuesday for Visa work for Elder Dean. He has a residency card!
Which means he is done with visa work forever. Lucky him. I am just about
to start my residency this transfer (now
I understand why we sent visa renewal info to the mission office back in
August!!). We don't know when. So, while he was meeting with the
foreign police, I went out contacting in Prague, with 3 other
missionaries, all in their 3rd transfer (which is just one transfer ahead of Brad). It was a great
time. At one point we were on opposite sides of the street talking to
people, 2 on each side. And Elder Hymas, who I was with, and I started
talking to a woman, who had met missionaries many times before, and thinks
we are polite and nice, and so was willing to talk. And across the street,
the two elders contacted a man who started yelling at them as he walked
away, and then saw us, and yelled at us on the way past. At which point,
the woman who we were talking with said something back to him along of the
line of "Are you for real? Calm down!" Well, he did not like
that, and so he started yelling at her, and then they just started going
at it in Czech. And Elder Hymas and I are just standing there (we can't
understand anything they are saying because they are talking really loud
and fast) while these people have a shouting match on the street. And
eventually he walked away. And she told us not to contact people like
that. She said we should only contact nice people who are smiling. It was
great.
Me on the train.
- Our second Prague trip was
for the Prague District Conference on Sunday. The District President lives
here in C-Bud (he is the one that we run with), but our district includes
Plzen, Prague, C-Bud, Pardubice, and several other cities I won't even
bother trying to spell. It was really great. And I could understand a
decent-ish amount. Always a good thing. My favorite talks were probably
from Sister McConkie, and the Area Authority. Because they were in
English. The only downside was that we had to get up at 4 am in order to
be there on time. But luckily, I inherited the genetic ability from my dad
to sleep well in many different situations, on a moving train for example.
- Other than that, our week
included some other good highlights. On Sunday night after we got home we
went bus contacting. And I was having a conversation with a girl when all
of a sudden I realized that we had reached the end of the line, and we had
to get off. I don't actually know that neighborhood, so we were grateful
that she pointed us in the direction of another bus stop after the contact
ended. Also she told us we were "interesting boys." We'll take
that as a compliment I guess.
- The language is coming,
slowly but surely. I am actually able to have real conversations with
people now, which is very exciting for me. In my first transfer, Elder
Galbraith was great at teaching me about thorough language study. He was
an awesome trainer. He would always encourage me to speak, and would let
me go for it when we were around people, but when we were the only ones
speaking, he would always correct me. Which was really helpful. It helped
me to be confident in what I was saying. I
am very careful with casing because I want to speak confidently enough
that my grammar makes it natural for people to talk to me.
- On Saturday, we tried to
broadcast the priesthood and adult sessions of conference. We had two
less-actives show up for the Priesthood session! Unfortunately, turns out,
owing to the fact that Elder Dean and I don't always understand Czech,
that we were mistaken in thinking the priesthood session was going to be
broadcasted. That was a bit of a bummer. But the Adult session was good at
least!
- Also, on Sunday, we had the
craziest experience probably thus far on my mission. We contacted a woman,
who initially did not seem very interested. During the contact she became
very emotional and started crying, talking about how much she was
struggling, and how her life hadn't turned out at all like she had wanted
it too. She told us we were angels, and kept reaching out to touch us to
make sure that we were real. At the end of the conversation we prayed with
her and for her, and she gave us her phone number. It was a great example
to me of how the Lord is always preparing people, and he will lead us to
them.
- Dealing with angry people on the street doesn't even really phase me that much anymore. I am learning to have joy in the journey! In every part of it. The good times, the bad times, and everything in between. It has been a great experience so far, and I am confident it is only going to get better!
-Elder Pickett
our map of CBud.
Stay tuned... while I ask Sestra DeMann's mom for tennis
pictures this week. From Pday.
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