As far as numbers go, this may have been the worst week of my entire mission. Aside from contacting a few refferals that didn't go anywhere, we taught only one lesson. No new investigators, no members out with us, no dates, nothing. (That one lesson was more of a religious debate on the Book of Mormon so doesn't count for much) Missionary work is HARD!! Although the days are long and the work is both spiritually and physically exhausting, it is well worth it in the end. The experiences and opportunities I have had these past eight months have been one of a kind that I could not have by any other means. I wouldn't give this up for the world.
A few interesting and random events occurred throughout the week adding some variety to things. While on exchanges I talked with a lady that has had contact with the church, knows about the book of mormon, and even attended church a few times with her friends. She totally blew us off. And when we asked if we could say a prayer with her she said, "Not really. I'd rather finish smoking this cigarette and I have to leave soon." REALLY?! Denying even a prayer. Wow.
A few days ago some people drove up in a car and asked us if we belonged to the Church of Christ. We told them we did not. Then they asked if the Church of Christ believed in the Book of Mormon at all. Anyone that knows a little about the Church of Christ know that they are strictly the Bible and only the Bible (and they are not too fond of mormons). Our ward mission leader was telling us off a group of people called 'Book of Mormon Christians' that believe the Book of Mormon is true, but want nothing to do with the LDS church. Maybe we met some of those. We also talked with a lady that states she was possessed at one time and had a thing for mexicans. These are just the kinds of people I have to deal with here in Cabot.
Hopefully things start picking up here. Otherwise this place is getting closed.
And we have suffered all manner of afflictions, and all this, that perhaps we might be the means of saving some soul; and we supposed that our joy would be full if perhaps we could be the means of saving some.