WOW. This week has been a whopper of a week. We had our Zone study, which went really well. Everyone who gave a training did EXACTLY what we hoped they would. INspired. It took a lot of our time to prepare for it, which really hurt our area. After that This weekend we had a team of elders get into a big fight, so we had to drive way out there and sit down with them and discuss their feelings and all that jazz. It was good, we were able to help them out a lot. They'll make it through the transfer together...we hope.
This last week we were knocking doors, and we knocked into this lady, an african. She had been crying. We begin to contact her and she collapses agains the door frame, bawling. We ask what's wrong, she tells us in between heaves that her son died that day, over in Kenya. What divine intervention. Without saying a word I pulled out my book of mormon and flipped open to Alma 40. We shared this scripture with her and testified of the happiness found in the fact that she will see her son again. She looked at us and with watery eyes said "but it's so hard."
We asked her before she shut the door. "Rose, can we pray for you?" She started to sob again and said "oh please" and she feel to her hands and knees, in the apartment building hallway. Elder Andersen gave a soothing prayer.
We'll let you know how it goes with her in the future.
Other than that, our week has been demolished with appointments fallen through, and administration. Hopefully next week will be better!
Peace,
Elder Holm (1)
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