Hello family,

So last Wednesday we visited a place called Polignano. IT WAS GORGEOUS. I was in heaven as I watched the Adriatic sea crash against a craggy cliff with ancient edifices constructed into it. Then it began to pour and I got drenched, but it was still so heavenly to see the sky touch the sea. Oh what beauty. I captured it on my camera. And then a tragedy occured. I lost my memory card!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so sad! I had taken it out of my camera and put it in the case so that Sorella Preston could put her memory card in my camera because her camera ran out of batteries. Well, it got lost in the shuffle. All of my pictures of Mistretta and some of Bari are now lost.:( So sad...

However, I am still a happy chipper person, want to know why, because this experience has taught me a lot and I have hope that this happened for a reason. I learned that I need to keep better track of precious things, I learned to appreciate moments more (instead of just worrying about capturing them on a camera, live in them), I learned that I am vain and need to not worry about image so much (I have an increased desire to write in my journal, for that is something that can help capture memories, like a photo can). And I hope that someone finds my memory card, looks at it, sees the happy faces and the missionary tags and goes in search for these people, thus finding the gospel. I love prayer. I know that Heavenly Father comforts us in every situation, be it something serious or something trivial, like losing pictures, he cares about it, because he cares about us. My solace through this sad event has been prayer.

So we found a new investigator! His name is Maurizio. We found him with his friends on Lungo Mare. We gave them the Book of Mormon and prayed with them. Then we called later and we could never get in touch. Well, yesterday we finally got a hold of him and he said he read some of the book and is interested! He is in his late twenties, is Italian, has a home and a job. I was so excited to hear that he was interested. I was shocked that he said he was really interested, it seems like we usually have to push people so much in order for them to read the Book of Mormon, with him it was just natural.

We are excited that our idea of planning a Sweet Night, to invite our less actives and contacts that have a love for making desserts, is becoming a reality. It is going to be combined with the Ward Christmas party next Friday.

The work is going a tad slow, due to the fact that finding new investigators has been difficult in these weeks. We have been able to get a lot of pass backs, phone numbers and people with potential, however when we follow up they have not been interested or have no time. We did a mostra this week in centro and got some contacts from that, so hopefully our investigator pool will grow this week.

 I love mostra! I love just running around talking to people! A miracle happened, that is super funny:) I was chasing these people with a pass along card, jk, I was trying to give it to them and I noticed that the dad had roasted chestnuts. So I started asking him about where he got them and how much they cost, because I saw the stands and wanted to try them. He said they were 5 euro! So expensive for like 10 nuts! So I said lascia stare, I can live without them then he said I could have one, he gave me one of his expensive chestnuts! He did not take a pass along card as payment, managgia. Well, I was taking off the peel and starting to eat it. Anziano Hurlburt wanted to try some too, so he offered to take the peel for me if I would give him some. I just gave him some, but said I would take the peel to throw away (since I know A. Hurlburt has a propensity to litter). Well guess who was standing by the garbage can? A guy named Marco who I have run into like five times since I have been in Bari and I always forget his name, but I remembered finally and we finally, after the fifth time seeing him got to talk about the restoration and I told him about the first vision and he said I was crazy and then I bore my testimony and then we prayed, right there, with a bunch of people around right in front of a garbage can, which was now full of a chestnut peel. And you know what, Marco took a Restoration Pamphlet and wants to come to Corso di Spagnolo and I totally know he felt the lovly spirit that comes with hearing about the first vision, for I sure felt it!

I love seeing miracles out of little things, I was meant to, in vain, give that man a card, he was meant to give me a chestnut, I was meant to know that A. Hurlburt loves to litter, so I would go to the trash to see Marco (who I know his name now!)! These kind of things in Italy are just like getting a family baptized in South America!jk

Anywho, I love you all too too too much! I hope you got my package, that I spent too much money to send! jk

Love you tons!

Love,

Sorella Comollo