African Men. We´ve Got Three. (week 63)

Welp, the time is ticking... I'm going home three months from today. And we still don't have ipads! They're supposed to come sometime next transfer but I'm not gonna believe anything they say until they put that thing in my hands. Haha, super dramatic but it is what it is.

We had a pretty good week! We met with three different investigators—two of which have recently come out of the woodwork (namely, the area book) and are willing to meet with us. Funny thing is they're both African men and both Muslim. Apparently one of the other Sisters didn't want to meet with them cause they were Muslim but they're both SUPER open compared to all of the other Muslims I've met with. "K", who I told you about last week, read in the Book of Mormon and remembered everything he read, and we had a really great lesson. He asked us to guess how old we thought he was and we both guessed like 23...25...nope. He's 32. Ha. Our other Muslim African is named "A" and we met him at his house so we had to bring another woman so we could meet with him. We didn't really think about it because we just wanted someone who could speak English but we brought Christine who is half German and half African and "A" was just so so excited about it, haha, he kept referring to her as "my African sister," hahaha. But the lesson went pretty good and we talked about the Book of Mormon. He said that he definitely wants to read and study it! It's just hard to get past that "I'm a Muslim" wall that they both have... Then of course we're still meeting with "D"! He's not Muslim, thank goodness. We were on exchanges and Sister Hahn and I went in there planning to do some investigating as to why he's meeting with us and how we can best help him make progress despite a huge language barrier. The lesson ended up taking a different turn and we FINALLY, after many failed attempts, got to hear him pray. TWICE. Once in German (with help) and once in French. Then we got to talking about the Holy Ghost. He didn't really get what we were trying to say to him, and then Sister Hahn had a great idea come to her. I sat down at the piano and we sang two hymns for him so he could better understand what the Spirit feels like. He got it. You could see it in his eyes that he felt it. He's making progress!

This week I finished reading the New Testament. A few weeks ago I finished Doctrine and Covenants. And we continue reading the Book of Mormon as a mission until President Kosak goes home in two months. I truly know that the scriptures are the word of God. I have found more solace and comfort in these books than I have found maybe anywhere else. I have felt the revelation flow as I have not only read and studied these words but as I have written down the small thoughts that pop into my mind that then become sentences and paragraphs of good, juicy gospel knowledge. I love to read, but if I could only have access to one book for the rest of my existence, then I would choose the Book of Mormon and I would be satisfied. It's true. And there's even more truth in there for us to be discovered every single time we open it up. A never ending fountain of truth. Ah. I love it.

Missionary life is good.

Sister Seamons

District Groitzsch.
Elders Harris, Gerlach, Fisher, and Eggli.
Sisters Egbert and Seamons.