Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Carissimi!


Ciao tutti!!!
Wow, this week has been one of the busiest of my mission, I have never felt so exhausted and fullfilled. We made a goal to have at least 21 lessons this week, because we heard that was a standard of excellence, so we wanted to try it out. I was a little apprehensive to make such a lofty goal when we also had planned to go to the Questura for Sorella Preston's permesso and we were planning on moving to the Anziani's old aparment and help them move to a new one. However, my greenie is so faithful and enthusiastic, we decided to do it! And we did!!!! We made tons of phone calls, to set up appointments, most of the investigators that we see couldn't see us this week though. So through out the week we took every opportunity to talk to everyone and to visit old potential investigators.
Some of the people we met this week became new investigators. One we met on the bus, Guangxing. He is from mainland China. I gave him a pass along card and sat behind him. I then observed how he was looking at the card, how when he read it, he pointed to the name Gesu' and let his finger linger on the name. I then started to ask him what he knew about Gesu'. He did not speak very much Italian, so in his broken Italian he said that he wants to know Jesus because he has never heard of him before, but when he sees his name he feels happier. Incredible! I got to explai for the first time who Jesus is to someone who had never heard of him before. It was wonderful to explain Christ's role in our lives in very simple terms, for it made me realize how much sense it makes to have a saviour. Guangxing now has the Book of Mormon in his own language and prays everyday. He told us later that whenever he prays he feels happy and calm afterward. It was cute, when we were teaching him how to pray we told him he could pray in Chinese and he asked, does God speak Chinese? Yes, he does indeed.
I also had the most wonderful experience this week with getting a prompting from the spirit and following through with it. We were walking to an apartment complex to do some pass backs. Well, on the way there we were passing lots of people, out of the people passing a saw a woman and got this strong feeling that made me think, you need to stop her, you need to talk to her. Out of all the people passing I distinctly knew that she was who I needed to talk to. So I stoped her. She told us that she has lost faith in her religion and has been searching for another one, she has gone to the buddests, Jehovah's witness, evangilist, and more, but she said that she still cannot find that piece of her that she knows is missing in her life. She said it was interesting that we stopped her, because she was hoping that we could help her. Incredible! I love the spirit, he really helps us with not just feelings, but also ideas. I am in awe at just how much God knows us individually and how he can fullfill his purposes through other people. This experience not only helped Emilia to find what she has been looking for, but it also helped me to get out of my shlump of faithlessness, for there are people that are searching and I just experienced it first hand!
I am seeing more and more that as we make goals and plan and do everything in our power to reach them, even if they seem unreachable, God does the rest, he helps us to obtain. He helps us to reach and then reaches our reaching.
Oh, we also have a baptism coming up! His name is Giovanni. I have never planned a baptism before, but I know that all will go well as we lean on the Lord and do all we can to help Giovanni make this covenant!
I got my hair cut by a creepy crazy man. I have weirdo layers and I look even more frumpy than before, but that is ok, because Franco, the creepy crazy man, promised to come to church:)
We finally moved, that was a bit of a nightmare...but now we are situated:)
 Here is the address:
Viale Luigi Einaudi 25
70125 Bari (BA)
Italia
But I think I prefer you sending stuff to the mission home, since it is safer and there is always someone there to accept the post and I never know when I will get transferred and if I will miss your mail. Just saying!
Thanks for all you do!
I love you so much!
Sorella Comollo
Just think the next time I write I will be 22! Crazy!

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