Setback #1: We were walking back from the chapel on Tuesday, back to our flat, when this border collie comes charging out, with it’s owner close behind. Sister Kuhn thought it was just going to try to run in the road or something, so she tried to corral it back. It dodges her, and comes up behind me and bites me on the inner thigh! Apparently it is a rescue dog and isn’t very good around people. It accidentally slipped out the door unaware to the owner until it was too late. So this lady is like really posh, and can’t apologize enough. She gives us a tour of her garden/house in return for the dog attack. She informs us that she is high Church of England, so chances are she never would have given us the time of day if her dog hadn’t mangled my leg. We went to the walk in center later that night because the zone leaders freaked out and told me I needed a tetanus booster (false) but they did give me antibiotics so I guess better safe than sorry.
Setback #2: On Saturday night we were headed out to the car to go and exercise at the chapel the last hour of our day. So we are in pretty grubby clothes…just remember that for later. When we had headed out the door of our flat, for some reason through miscommunication we both thought the other person had the keys. So we get out to the car and are both looking at the other person to magically pull the keys out. Then we realized our error. Apparently our locks on our door are the best in the business and you basically have to break the door down to get in. So we called the landlord, but he wasn’t going to be back in town until Sunday afternoon. Also did I mention we were supposed to teach Primary and relief society the next day? Anyway luckily the Crawfords came to our rescue and we stayed there for the night. It was probably the most unusual Sunday on our missions.
So we’ve had an interesting week…and I hear that bad things come in threes so I’ll probably have another story for you next week!
So what is a missionary to do on a P-day you say? Discover the wonderful town of Whitby, where it is said that Dracula was born (or buried?) One of the two anyway. All we really cared about was that there was a beach. Sister Kuhn brought her garlic just in case. Apparently Trish and Martin discovered Sister Kuhn’s and my blog, so he teased us about that for a while. Shout out to the both of them if they are reading this 😉
We had a blast in Whitby last week. Sarah Boycott came up with Hamilton all the way in Leeds, and got stuck in THREE hours of traffic! The things she does for us. We made up for it with the best and biggest fish n’ chips I’ve had since I’ve been in England…which she treated us to. So good! By some miracle we had such a nice day, but nonetheless the North sea is freezing! The beaches here remind me a lot of Norther California though, so that was nice. We had a great time and then drove back to Darlo.
Things got pretty unexciting after the chaos and excitement of Martin’s baptism. Did I mention that the key to the font was missing/supposedly with members that were all out of town?? So we had to start frantically filling the font with buckets once again. It was like a flashback to Leeds! Yikes. Anyway, things have been pretty slow since then. One thing I love about this area is the kids! The primary kids in the ward are the best, we love being able to teach them!! I am pretty sure the only reason they like us is that we brought them Kinder eggs the first week we taught them ha.
One story this week…we were in Catterick, which is where the army base is on Friday I think? Anyway it had been sort of drizzling all morning and continued as we made our way out there. ALL of our appointments feel through that day…and I mean all of them. So we were knocking some doors, then decided to get in the car and drive to a different area to see some Fijians. We were sitting in the car because I was on the phone to President, and it the rain just becomes absolutely torrential…plus thunder and lightning, and we weren’t about to get out of the car anytime soon. I couldn’t even hear President on the other end! We have both sort of forgotten what it’s like to proselyte in real Enlgish weather. Too bad Fall is already in the air!!
So the big news of the week is that Martin got baptized this week! Just in time for August, on the first! We are so proud of him. He showed up on Sunday in a white shirt, tie, nice pants, and shoes. He was looking sharp. In his blessing, it was said that he had received the greatest gift possible. That he would be a light and example to those in the church and his friends and family members that weren’t in the gospel. The greatest gift possible. Think about that. Referring to the gift of the holy ghost, but beyond that I think referring to eternal life. Do we realize how very precious the truths and the ordinances that we have in the church are. They change lives. I have worked with a lot of people…people that sometimes are disheartening to work with because of the darkness and dysfunction that they have become trapped within. Sometimes it just seems like they will never be able to break out of that. But then you see them change, and it is a miracle. The light and hope of the gospel enters their lives and it makes a difference, slowly but surely.
After Martin’s baptism, he sent us a text when we were home. He said, “Hi, it’s Martin. Thank you for all that you both do for me.” We were both nearly in tears. That is a lot of emotion for Martin to show. The spirit has touched his heart over and over when we have taught him. He has taken this small step, and has changed his life forever. He is so much happier when we see him. No less a miracle than Moses parting the Red Sea. Love you all!