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| Baptism! |
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| Friday Night Kick Off for Sacrifice Saturday |
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Do you know who this is? This is none other than the former Elder Horn
who served in the Brentwood Ward about a year ago and definitely had
dinner with the Alley family and who just happens to be the grandson of the family with whom I live. He also said that when Michael got sent on his mini-mission Michael went and served in the area of Canada where he was serving at the time. He remembers Michael super well and
was so excited when I told him that he has already been out for over a year on his full time mission in West Virginia! |
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| The visit that rocked the Matrix lol |
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| New comp, Elder Adamson |
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| Pre-Sacrifice Saturday |
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| Post Sacrifice Saturday recounting of success stories |
October 26, 2015
SOOOOOOOO MUCH HAPPENED THIS LAST WEEK THAT IT WILL BE LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO DO IT JUSTICE OVER AN EMAIL SO IM JUST GOING TO APOLOGIZE FOR THAT BEFOREHAND.
With that said, this past week was insane.
Like the title explains, I feel like with the transfer call I got, that they might as well have just given me a new mission call. Everything about my life right now is just so far away from what it was just a week ago that it's weird to think about. The only familiar thing are the missionaries here that I've known from before, but that is literally it haha!
So I'll just walk you through my week and hope that you can get the gist, but like I said, it'll be impossible to truly get across just how much craziness happened these past 7 days.
Monday
Pack, cleaned up, went to President's house and got to meet the new missionaries. Went to transfers, got Elder Adamson, hopped in my new 2015 Chevy Colorado (that's right;), drove off with Elder Adamson to a YSA (Young Single Adult) Family Home Evening activity..........
To say I felt out of place, is an understatement. I've been hanging out with little old Hispanic ladies for the last year. I was surrounded by....young, white people. I had to learn how to mingle and socialize with my own demographic all over again. It surprised me just how accustomed I had gotten to Spanish culture, and how awkward I felt in my own.
Tuesday
Got to meet the new zone, it's really small haha. 13 of us total. In Vegas there were 23. So a little smaller, but a little easier to foster a family vibe. There's some super nice elders here so I'm excited to get to know them better! Then went out, got to know the area, knocked some doors, met the bishop of one of the 3 wards we cover. (BTW covering 3 wards is insanely hard/fun).
Wednesday
Got to meet "S". A 24 year old, with long hair, a massive beard and who shreds on the electric guitar. We are working with him for the YSA Ward. Haha Again, one of those "We're definitely not in Spanish anymore" moments. Then met a family who the elders here were working with last transfer and found out they were from Mexico and I spoke Spanish with them a little bit. Then we picked up AP Elder Rogers at night for another full day exchange with the Assistants.
Thursday
Spent the day with Elder Adamson and Elder Rogers. We got hard core bible-bashed by like 4 different people as we were tracting throughout the day, which was not very enjoyable, and rarely ever happened in Spanish. But, that's how mish life be sometimes. Overall good day, though.
Friday
Had an extra training with the zone to prepare for Sacrifice Saturday (more details later). Got to teach a young guy named "J" for the YSA ward. It was cool because the YSA kids are all super pumped to come out with the missionaries so they actually call us looking to see if we have appointments! That definitely has not happened to me before! Went through the day and then I got picked up by some members from the Bonanza Ward to take me to the baptism of Marcelino! And I got to baptize him! It was soooo awesome going back to be there for that, Marcelino was super happy for his baptism and the spirit was obviously very strong. It was hard to have to leave again afterwards. It was the most Spanish I had gotten to speak in a while. But, I went back and we started a fast as a zone to kick off Sacrifice Saturday!
Sacrifice Saturday
This is the idea. Mission-wide. All 180 or so of the missionaries here on the west side of Vegas. Saturday, October 24th. From 10AM-8PM Nothing. But. Tracting. For 10 hours straight, we were on our feet, outside talking to people. Didn't stop for meals. We went on splits with members, with youth, with other missionaries. I personally knocked almost 200 doors. As a zone we talked to over 500 people, just in one day. And we're still waiting to hear about the mission totals. There's so many cool mini stories that happened through-out the day I wish I had the time to write them out, but I don't. Just know that the coolest part was that Elder Adamson and I had set a goal to find 5 new investigators that day. The 2nd door we knocked, a family let us in and we taught them and got 4 new investigators right then and there. Then.....8 hours straight of knocking and walking and talking, but nobody let us in. In the VERY last neighborhood, at the VERY last house we try, the VERY last person we talk to, lets us sit down and chat and we teach and he offers a prayer and feels good and says if he comes to church and likes it that he will get baptized!!! At the very beginning of the day (like 10:15AM) and at the very end of the day (7:55PM) we taught lessons and found 5 NI (new investigators) from them. And in between, was non-stop tracting/contacting. My legs were SOOO sore at the end of the day, but I felt so accomplished:)
This email is a hefty one, but so much happened. In fact, something so completely random, and unexpected, and mind-boggling happened to me Saturday morning that I would normally take a whole email to just talk about it, but that day was so awesome after what happened that even KYLE STARR randomly showing up at the members' home where I live Saturday morning to bring me breakfast because he was driving through Vegas on his way to Arizona, wasn't the best part of the day. (Sorry Kyle, you know I love you!) But literally, it was crazy. Sister Saure knocks on our bedroom door and says, "Elder Alley you have visitors!" which made no sense because missionaries don't have visitors. Then I came out and saw Kyle and Andrew Baird and we probably only talked for a total of 3 minutes and then he was gone. It felt weird to see him. It felt like a glitch in the Matrix. Because my mission life and my pre-mission life are like two separate lives and they collided with one another for a second and it truly felt strange lol Crazy....and then I went into 10 hours straight of tracting haha:)
Sunday
Covering 3 wards means a whole lotta church on Sundays! From probably 8AM-5PM we were in sacrament meetings, Ward councils, missionary coordination meetings, gospel principles classes, priesthood classes, a priest Quorum class, and others. It was so weird to be back in English wards, too, and the YSA Ward was the first time for me as well since I was never in one back home pre-mission. Then that night the YSA Ward had a "Sundaes on Sunday" activity where they get together for ice cream and ping pong and games and stuff once a month and the missionaries go because a lot of people will bring their friends who aren't members and we get to meet them there. But again....I've been with little old Hispanics ladies for the last year so I felt sooooo out of place being there. I did my best to remember my socializing skills haha but it was for sure a shock. The last thing for this week was the Spanish sisters that cover our same area asked me to come give a blessing to one of their people. I guess I'm going to be the north part of town's resident Spanish blessing giver because only hermanas cover the area up here and I live closer to their areas then the other Spanish elders. So it was a trendy mercy from the Lord to get to speak some Spanish for a little bit to end the week:)
So Yupp, there ya have it! It's a really, really long email this week, but it was a jam packed week.
If I had to summarize how I feel about what all has happened since transfers it would be: different. Being here in English, some stuff is nicer, some stuff I preferred back in Spanish, some things are easier, others harder. There's not one that's better than the other, it's just....different, really, really different lol:)
Anyways, thanks for sitting through all that! Love you guys! Hope you have an awesome week!
-Elder Alley
Note From Elder Alley's Mom: The visit from Kyle wasn't intended to be a visit. He was being very mindful of mission rules. He just wanted to drop off breakfast and a note for Elder Alley and then leave, but the members were trying to be nice and insisted he stay and at least say hi to Elder Alley. (I loved Elder Alley's description of how surreal that was. His two worlds colliding and since when do missionaries have visitors? lol) So sweet of Kyle to think of him. Elder Alley has such supportive friends. :)