Hello everyone! It's Elder Klepacz, back with another enlightening email. The week has been pretty good, just puttering along at the usual pace. We met a few potentials this past week, but nothing is set in stone. They either don't answer, we can't get in contact with them, or we haven't met with them yet and have to wait to see if they'll reject us or not. We also had to get up at 4 two days in a row this week. Once for Zone Conference, the next because my companion needed to go to a leadership training thing, so we drove to some different missionaries and went on exchanges. I went with Elder Smith, who is pretty cool and a little weird, not gonna lie. It was good though, we didn't have much success but we did teach a lesson (kinda). The investigator got distracted real easy, but it's all good. Zone Conference was pretty good. There were some great talks and instruction given that pumped me up to keep working hard. My favorite was that no area is a dead area. Keep pushing and work hard, act on your first thought, and you'll have much success, even if the work continues at a snail's pace.
So, I have 3 fun stories:
1. I think my house is haunted. One night, I woke up at 2:30 or so. I thought I saw my companion looking around for something in his closet with his phone flashlight, walk over to the light switch and turn off the fan, then get back in bed. I thought nothing of it, until he told me he never got up last night. Hmm, maybe that's explainable, right? Maybe, until later at around 3. I'm laying there, trying to sleep, when this loud bang goes off. It sounded like my bed had broke or something. My companion woke up and asked what had happened. I look around and see that my metal water bottle, full of water, which had been next to my bed, had fallen over and was in the middle of the room. I know for a fact I didn't knock it over, because I was awake when it happened. We even tested it in the morning, and it wasn't nearly as loud as when it had gone off. Spooky stuff.
2. After Zone Conference, as we were driving home, we totally blew past our exit. It was only about a 40 or 45 minute drive, and after an hour we realized we probably should've been home by now. We also realized that we had accidentally left the mission boundaries and were just driving into West Virginia. We flipped around and saw we had 30 miles back to the exit, so there went 60 miles down the drain.
3. We were coming home from exchanges, when we stopped in downtown Cumberland to see if the Taco Bell there was still under construction (my companion is obsessed with Taco Bell, and yes, it was still closed). We're trying to get back to where we need to go, but apparently I suck at giving directions, because before you know it we're on a 1 way street. It's all good, it's late, no one is around, so we turn around. Turns out there's a police station right there, so before too long we're pulled over. Luckily, the cop was way chill about. He gave my companion a warning and lead us back the proper way.
When you are able to, listen to or just read the words to Hymn 105, "Master, the Tempest is Raging". I love that song, especially the chorus. The song is based off Mark 4 and Matthew 8, where Christ is sleeping in a boat when a storm hits it. His disciples wake Him up and ask Him if he cares not that they perish. Christ gets up and says "Peace, be still", where the storm calms immediately. My favorite line is "No water can swallow the ship where lies, the Master of ocean and earth and skies!" As long as you have Christ in your life, everything will be okay. No matter what happens, from huge waves to powerful cyclones, Christ will ensure your boat never tips. Even when we feel like He's sleeping in the back, all we have to do is ask, and Christ will ease the storms of life.
Until next week my lovelies, have a great week and don't forget to pray and eat your vegetables.