Boy oh boy I have a lot to write. I really hope I have enough time to type it out. I'm super stressed about that. This is the only time that I feel stressed though. Everything else is just super fun. First let's start with the title:
Most of you don't know but I have a super hard time eating at other peoples houses. Its just a phobia I have. I sometimes have even have a hard time eating at my grandparents or cousins house. I just get skirmish for some reason. Anyway, I've been extremely blessed. I can eat anything. Its crazy awesome. I HATE instant potatoes, but I ate an entire scoop of instant mashed potatoes with some gross looking chunky gravy. It looked repulsive, and at home I probably would've thrown up after eating just one bite, but I don't have that problem anymore! Its super cool. I'm very blessed.
Speaking about food, poor Elder Flinders... I don't think he knows how to cook. The other day, I had spent about a half-hour making a cheesy potato omelet. It barely fit on my plate. I sat down and as I dove into my beautiful meal, I looked over and Elder Flinders was eating a bowl of cereal. Poor guy. Anyway, I've been taking care of him since then. I've taught him how to make an omelet, Spud sandwich, grilled cheese, stuff like that. I didn't shop very well last week because all I got was 2 dozen eggs, a bag of potatoes, and a block of cheese. But we made it work. Anyway, after I'm done emailing I'm on my way to shop for some better stuff.
Speaking about Elder Flinders, (I'm going to start all of my paragraphs like that), He's a lot like Brandon. A lot. We are basically a Yin and Yang companionship. I'm super outgoing, and he's pretty quiet. This week we have a companionship goal to become more like each other. He's as stiff as a board, and sometimes I'm a little too silly. But we are working on it. It's super fun.
Every morning at the beginning of companionship study, we start with a prayer and then a hymn. Oh man we are bad. It's so funny. I can barely get through without cracking up. Elder Flinders likes to think himself as a good singer, but he's usually off key. So its funny to hear him sing. He likes to sing a lot, especially since he's getting more comfortable around me. I am horrible at singing. But I admit it. I think I'll record a companionship study for you guys sometime.
Actually I'm not going to start all my paragraphs like I said I would. Anyway, we live pretty close to the SLC airport so we see a lot of planes throughout the day. Occasionally wave to them, because they are in descent so they are pretty low.
I do a lot of weird things, and Elder Flinders is a pretty good sport about it. He really needs to loosen up though. But he will :) I'll help him. By the end of the night he is pretty silly. Most of the stuff he says isn't really funny, but he thinks it is, so I laugh along. I have a feeling that is how it's going to be with him. He probably doesn't get any of the things I think are funny, either. We do get along well though.
I found my favorite type of dog. He's such a cute little dog. He's a Maltese Poodle. He's super soft and fluffy, hypoallergenic, super light, and he doesn't bark. I love that little dog. His name is Oliver.
I'm not sure if I already told you guys about our Korean investigator. Her name is Brianna. She only speaks Korean. So when we teach, her aunt translates for her. Anyway, we took her up to Temple Square yesterday, and went to the visitors center. It definitely was a good experience for her because she now knows what the Holy Ghost feels like.
Being out here, I'm always happy. I'm just so grateful to be a missionary that there is no reason for me to be sad. I'm pretty happy go lucky. At temple square, while we were waiting for Brianna to arrive, we talked with a lot of sister missionaries and did the usual conversation (where are you from, how long have you been out, etc.) Some of the sister missionaries were actually pretty snobby and pessimistic. When they left, I expressed my confusion to Elder Flinders as to why they were in such bad moods. He told me with a smile, "Everyone isn't as positive as you are Elder." So that felt pretty good.
On our way home, while we were on the trax, some guy tried to scam us. It was so cool that I knew right away that he was scamming us. That's one of the benefits of being a missionary, you can truly rely on the Spirit and follow the promptings. I was prompted to whisper to Elder Flinders that this guy was trying to scam us. Here's what he did...
He walked down and sat across from us and started talking on the phone. He had a couple napkins and kept wiping his forehead with it. As he talked to us on the phone, he did his best to look extremely distressed. All of a sudden he started talking louder, (because he wanted to make sure we heard him.) He said, "No that's not the Bishops job, I'm on my way to the hospital, just stay calm. A.... I know, we just need some priesthood holders to give her a blessing, we only have a half hour left, she is really sick, (He's not telling us this, he's telling the person on the phone this. The person on the other line would obviously know that she was sick, and that they have a half hour left). He then goes on to tell her that he won't have enough money to pay for the baby formula, (which apparently is supposed to cure this baby from the disease that has put it in the hospital) and that he needs 36 dollars. If only he could find some priesthood holders that would give him the money. He said that he was getting off the next stop and was just going to stare at the ATM because he didn't have any money. It was actually pretty entertaining.
Tracking here is hard. Because everyone knows who we are. They don't necessarily know what we believe, they just know that we are "Mormons."
Surprisingly there are a lot of people that aren't members. Most of them go to non-denominational churches, or a baptist church, and they are filled to the brim with false doctrine that their pastors tell them. I've definitely had to remember that I'm finding the needles in the haystack. Talking with these people gives us an awesome opportunity to be able to testify boldly. Its amazing how closed minded these people are. I have a good experience that illustrates this point...
We walked up to a home and a lady answered her door. She was very kind to begin with. After we found out that she was going to such and such church, I was very interested in learning more about her beliefs. I was very sincere and asked her a lot of genuine questions. I listened very intently. I was very calm and was actively engaged in the conversation. I nodded and smiled as I listened to her tell her beliefs. She was calm as well, and also kind. She was very happy to share her beliefs. After listening to her, I expressed that I wanted to share my testimony. She wouldn't let me. Every time I started to say something she would interrupt and tell me that I didn't know the truth. I have a testimony. My testimony is something no one can take away from me. People can't tell me what I believe or not. I don't tell them what they believe either. Its frustrating when I listen to her, but she doesn't listen to me. But I was determined to share my testimony. I was very bold, I didn't yell, but I was bold and strong as I declared what I believe and know. It was very interesting to see how quickly she changed and how uncomfortable she felt. Elder Flinders says that they get uncomfortable because they can feel something when we testify. They don't want to acknowledge it, and try to get away from the topic. Its quite interesting.
I also had an opportunity to give a blessing. We were walking up to our dinner appointment and a car started honking to us. We turned and looked and they were waving us down. They asked if we were missionaries, and if we could give one of their family members a blessing. We went over there, Elder Flinders did the anointing, and I did the sealing. As I blessed him, (40 year old spanish catholic guy), the spirit was super strong. We all knew that it wasn't me talking. It was Heavenly Father talking to him. It was a great experience.
This past week was a little rough in the sense of finding people to teach. It can get discouraging, but discouragement makes ineffective missionaries. So I always make sure to start singing a song, or give myself a pep talks. Yesterday, I fasted for the opportunity to find people to teach. I really wanted to share the gospel with more people. I also fasted to be able to recognize the promptings of the Spirit. Well, yesterday, my prayers were answered. After visiting temple square, we were super pumped to find a family. We went everywhere, talked with everyone, but still no luck. At 8:56, we were driving home, (we have to be home by 9:00) and I saw a couple cleaning their minivan out. I asked Elder Flinders to turn around, and told him I wanted to end the night with a bang. Well, after turning around, we got out of the car and walked up to the couple and asked if we could help. They could only speak Spanish. We could only speak English. So it didn't work out and we walked back to the car. I was still praying to find someone else. I had my window down, and as we were pulling out I heard a couple teenagers laughing. I looked over and saw a group of four teenagers sitting on their porch. As we drove away, I thought we should turn around and talk to the teens. But I started to second guess myself, and decided to keep quiet. But the thought persisted (I never thought I would be able to tell a story like this =) ) I looked at the clock and it was 8:58. I had already made Elder Flinders turn around once, I didn't want to do it again. But I just had to. I just had to try one more time. I said, "I know I'm being annoying, but lets turn around again. Lets go talk to those teenagers." He didn't even notice the teenagers, so I had to tell him where to go. We walked up and started talking with the teenagers. (I'm running out of time, so I'll have to give a little less detail.) We told them about the Book of Mormon and Elder Flinders gave a little summary using the pictures at the front of the book. They were super receptive. It was awesome. As I watched them, I knew it was an answer to my prayers. After Elder Flinders finished, I bore my testimony along the lines of "I know Heavenly Father loves us all and He wants us to come back to Him. He wants us to know what is right, and what the truth is. He loves us. Jesus loves us. When I read the scriptures I feel so happy. I feel at peace. I feel calm. There's a warm feeling inside me. Heavenly Father wants us to always have that feeling. As we have been sharing our message, have you guys felt that feeling? Me too! That's the Spirit! Will you guys read from the Book of Mormon and pray to know if it is true? I promise that you will feel the same feeling you are feeling right now."
That was awesome. I'm running out of time. I'm sorry for not emailing you all personally, but I will when I have time!
Love you all!!
- Elder Garver