i found myself yesterday and today wishing i had more time to study the scriptures, like thirsting for it ya know? man, i feel like an idiot. all these years i have wasted and now all these things i need to know! Our Jdub investigator asked some of the hardest questions, that i dont even know the answer to in english. sorella durfee was my comp for a day, we did another exchange this week with milano, so i stayed in bergamo and my comp went to milano. so i ran the show with our investigators and stuff. durfee was super sweet and has been out for about 8 months. with our investigator, i actually talked a lot, prob more than durfee, and we didnt even teach the lesson we had prepared, it went a totally different direction. this lady is so nice and is very faithful, but she was anti the bom and still kind of is. but get this miracolo! before she didnt want us to use scriptures from the bom and i was able to get her to read moroni 10-3-5. then this lesson i really wanted to have her let me leave her a bom, before she refused. dude. not only did she read the restoration pamphlet i left her last time, but she let me leave the bom and said she would read the chapters i assigned her, with no problem. also, my comprehension during that lesson was the best its ever been. i know it had to have been the spirit because later on at night my brain was fried from italian and i couldnt really form sentences haha. also with durfee, we scored 5 peoples numbers during some street contacting, and within that time i saw one of my investigators and a 2 potentials we had met previously and i pretty much scheduled appts with all of them. such a successful day! also yesterday, well remember i told you how we found a lady last week after casa and we had an appt with her? we show up and end up teaching her, her husband and her daughter. they are sicilian and its hard for me to understand them, but bam 3 new investigators. the daughter came to english class last night with me and gjika (our comps were still in milano) and it went super well. we all played fooseball and she met all the missionaries and she is going to come back with us thursday after our appt with her and her family. and to top it all off, she said she has read the first 14 chapters of 1 nephi and really likes it! during the lesson we had with them last week, the mom was totally feelin it and reading the bom to herself as we were chatting with the hubby. ahhh. praying for miracles. also idk if i told her our ward is super supportive and doing a 40 day fast for missionary work.
ive def been slapped around a little bit about having more faith and what that really means. the gospel is so simple but dang its not. i have to start hardcore studying old testiment too for one of our investigators. we now have 8 technically, and one we can consider progressing. its hard man. i have ups and downs all the time and especially about the language. but this week alot of people have been building my confidence about it saying im better than they were, and even some italian people i meet, on the first encounter too, they are always saying hey if i went to america i wouldnt speak or understand anything. haha so its nice. HF is prob inspiring those people to make me feel better. I feel like the time is flying out here. When every hour is planned out from 630-1030 it totally does. Tomo i am going to verona again for a zone meeting, us four girls decided our last pday of the transfer we are going to go to verona and check it out. its gorgeous from what i have seen from the train.
i will close with a rap sorella bunker and i made to the fresh prince of bell-air theme song. (also, in missionary lingo you are born, and die in cities, i.e. i was born in bergamo and my comp will die here, and i am her daughter she is my mom. i also apparently look like my great grandma. also a simpatizante is an investigator in italian, therefore simp is short for that)
"In East Bergamo I was born and raised, on the tram stop is where we spend most of our days. dropping some passalong cards thinking we're cool, talkin some gospel outside of the school. When a couple of missionaries who were up to no good, started takin simps from the neighborhood. we got in one little fight about boundaries and prez got scared, he said you're all doin the Lord's work so i just dont care. We pulled up to the casa round 7 or 8, and found out from errybody we all got baptism dates. Look at God's kingdom, we're finally there. Everyday missionaries we love what we share.
pretty cheesy rad right??? you can def tell i made this haha. and some of that isnt true, its mostly just for funnies.
Vi Voglio Bene! A dopo!