Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Every week is pretty Crazy!

Beck Family!

So this last week was pretty good, and you guessed it pretty crazy. for real, why is like every week of my life so good and crazy? that just feel repetitive saying that every week, but gosh darn it its still true, so thats  why i still say it.

To start, this last week we found 3 new families to teach. They are all really cool, some very prepared people in there. We found them just from talking to them on the street, all at different times and different places. One of the families we found in the most awkward of situations. We were walking to a lesson with our member in an apartment complex, when we walked by this group of 20 year old girls. And these were the cholo type of girls, (cholo signifying mexican gansta). there were about 6 of them and they had started shouting at us profanities before we even got to them. Guess what, nothing feels to awkward anymore for elder beck. We walked right up to them and starting talking, about 5 of them were completely crazy. they all had babies with made up strange names, lots of tatoos, really the opposite type of group i would expect to find people who are ready to accept the gospel. But like i said, we talked to them anyway. It was a super awkward conversation for about 15 minutes as they made lots of comments about how cute we were and what they wanted to do to us. Uh, yeah, cholas as just as filthy as the guys. As the decency of the conversation fell down, we simply asked them if they knew anybody who needed to hear from us, because we could see that most of them were just not interested in God at all. The one chola who had been the quitest said that her mom needed to hear from us. We got her apartment number, and came back 2 days later. We came and talked to the mom, who turns out was very ready and willing to recieve us. She had been going through a very hard time and needed help, and we cam at the right moment. Thats just where this starts though. WE set up an appointment to come back the next night and teach her and the rest of her family, including the chola daughter. The next night we came back ,we found the family there ready to hear us, including the chola. By pure inspiration we did our lesson of the plan of salvation focusing on where do we go after we die. Pure inspiration people. As we taught, we could feel the spirit of the room change. We were teaching the mother and her cola daugher who was 27, and her brother, who was 18. Everyone else left the room except for those 3, and they hung on to every word that we said. Eventually the chola daughter brok out and starting crying. She said her ex husband had recently committed suicide, about 2 months ago in front of her, and she was wondering if she would ever see him again. She said that as we taught she felt so peaceful and that she knew what we were saying was true and that he was ok. It was by pure in the moment inspiration from a prompting of the hold Ghost that we taught the last part of the plan of salvation in this first lesson. God knew what this family needed to hear, and the spirit bore such strong witness to us in that lesson of the things we taught. It was a great lesson, very powerful. we used scriptures and testimony and experiences, and it made everything so powerful. 2 main points from this. 1. we do not know who is prepared. out of a group of 6 girl gangstas, how could we have ever picked out that 1 of them was hurting from something like this and needed our message so badly. We had to talk to them to find her. 2nd point, when a prompting comes from the holy Ghost, you must act, and you must act without hesitation. If we had hesitated or tried to do anything different, we would have walked out of that home with very different results, but the fact that we followed the prompting, even if it seemed illogical, proved to be the difference in an average lesson to a miracle.
That was just 1 story that happened last week. I hpe you know that every week i have many stories like this, there just isnt enough time to type them all in the emials to ya'll.

I went on exchanges with the APs this week. It was so much fun. I went and worked in down town long beach with ap T, he is the man. for real, the leadership in the mission and aps all seem to be just such good missionareis, it makes me wonder what i am doing with them. But it was super fun, we contacted a gay guy outside of a gay thrift store, because like i said we talk to everyone. He turned out to be really accepting, and gave us his adress and phone number and we sent the english elders over there. WE talk to everyone. Man i love missionary work, best thing i have ever done. Thanks family for everything,
Beck out,
Elder Beck

Us kicking it at the library!

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