Pday! We went to a small town called Fiesole, over looking Firenze. There was an antique ampitheater of ruins. There was beauty all around. There was greatness. There was a tower. Here is an okay photo of one of the views:
If you look closely you can see the Arno River.
Another great part of this week was that Fratello Brighella had his 50th Birthday party at the church. He wanted us to help him set it up, because he's blind and deaf, so that was fun. I don't speak Italian sign language that well, but it was alright. It only took 3 hours to set up, and I got a chunk taken out of my leg. Italians are pretty stuborn and OCD on how things should be. This Fratello was perhaps even more OCD and everything had to be perfect. In the end, the party was fun and the food was great. I was totally exhausted.
None of our investigators came to church. In fact, nobody came to church including members really.
We have done a lot of finding lately, but everyone that seems willing in the end are either Muslims (who drop us after they find out we are teaching them not vice versa), or women that we have to refer to the Sister missionaries. Oh well.
This is all I have time for today. I'm really sorry. Love you all!
Another great part of this week was that Fratello Brighella had his 50th Birthday party at the church. He wanted us to help him set it up, because he's blind and deaf, so that was fun. I don't speak Italian sign language that well, but it was alright. It only took 3 hours to set up, and I got a chunk taken out of my leg. Italians are pretty stuborn and OCD on how things should be. This Fratello was perhaps even more OCD and everything had to be perfect. In the end, the party was fun and the food was great. I was totally exhausted.
None of our investigators came to church. In fact, nobody came to church including members really.
We have done a lot of finding lately, but everyone that seems willing in the end are either Muslims (who drop us after they find out we are teaching them not vice versa), or women that we have to refer to the Sister missionaries. Oh well.
This is all I have time for today. I'm really sorry. Love you all!
Anziano Isaac Benge
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Fwd: Buon Anno: 2016
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It rained today.
It also rained yesterday.
Oh yes, it is also a New Year, so Happy New year y'all. For our celebration, a Moldovan (who fortunatel spoke English and not just Romanian) called us up, and asked to meet with us. He is an investigator, that was touring Firenze and he LOVES the missionaries, he travels the whole world looking for them and talking with them. We showed him around, and even better, he brought two of his friends (both Moldovan ladies) and we taught them some stuff. They had fun and hopefully we planted some great seeds.
(the other friend is taking the photo)
We did a scambio two days back, I was with Anziano Brown, and we started the day off with a lunch with Riccardo. He is deaf, and 89% blind or so. I barely speak any Italian sign language, but I said the prayer, but it was a very very very very quiet meal. It was fun and I am content.
The work has slowly picked up, people answer their phones, people want to meet. It is all cool (cold) and yeah!
We had to let Chelazzi go, he owns a tie and shirt shop, which is cool, but he told us that he really isn't that interested. We tried to finish the restoration, but he had none of it. We invited him to consider studying, we prayed, but that was it. We will pass by him in a week or two... but, yeah....
I am looking forward to this work, not the rain too much, and everything is great!
Read the scriptures, it will do you well!
So che nostro Salvatore vive e che la nostra chiesa è diretto da Gesù Cristo, nostro pietra angolare. Abbiamo profeti viventi, gli apostoli che ricevano ispirazione; Thomas S. Monson è un profeta e rivelatore!
vi voglio tanto bene
ci sentiamo
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