5/21/12

Hello family and friends!

 

I honestly feel as if I am starting to come into my own as a missionary now! At least by way of the progression of the work and the cool experiences we are being blessed with. I am by no means anywhere close to a standout missionary, but I do feel very blessed this week.

 

On Tuesday we were really excited for a lesson because they couple was super nice and seemed excited for us to come over. When we got there we chatted for a bit and then asked them what there expectations were for meeting with us. The wife began to talk about how they had been having some issues as a family and so they have started to pray more. They had prayed to God that He would send them something so that they could better their lives and know the way that He wanted them to go. The next day we knocked on their door. At first she said she didn't recognize that as an answer, but the whole week leading up to the appointment she and her husband had been talking and waiting for us. The Spirit was so strong as she told the story and it was all I could do not to start crying. We testified that we were their answer and that we are led by the Spirit to find our Brothers and Sisters who are ready for our message. We had a great lesson with them and they understood most things really well. The reason that experience impacted me so much is because, first of all it is so cool to hear something like that. But also, I don't always feel as if I am a good missionary because I don't have any revelatory experiences while tracting telling me where to go or anything like that, but now I know a little bit better how this huge plan works out. It is daunting to know that when a great family kneels together and asks Heavenly Father to help them, that sometimes he might send us out to help them. I have never doubted the divine intricacies of the work that we do, but after that visit I felt as if we had been blessed with a tender mercy to show us that we are vindicated in what we do.

 

Also, on thursday we went on exchanges with the bike Elders in New Albany. We cover their area as well, but its always different on a bike. I was with Elder Potter for the day, he went into the MTC the same day as me, so its always fun to work with him. Last exchanges went pretty sweet, so I was excited for this one. After the last exchange, I felt like I had learned so much, and it was no different with this one. We went to go follow up with a potential investigator that Elder Baker and I had found one day in a park. Way nice guy, recognizes us as servants of the Lord, so he always likes to see us. We handed him off to the English Elders and they hadn't been able to see him. So we biked over to his apartment and he was there and let us in. He is seriously such a nice, cool guy. He had basically memorized the Restoration pamphlet Elder Baker and I previously gave him, and he was talking about how much he loved Joseph Smith for being the prophet of the Restoration - you don't hear people saying that in the first sit down lesson - I had yet to hear that from any investigator. So, we were pretty stoked. We had an AWESOME lesson, the word lesson doesn't fit, it was just a couple of guys talking. He was like a kid in a candy store, he wanted everything. He was so happy when we gave him a Book of Mormon, he said he had been searching for something like that his whole life. We continued to talk and then commited him to be baptized next month, he tearfully said yes. It was such a cool experience. He told us how much he loved us as we walked out and we stopped to offer a prayer of thanks before we headed out. First time committing someone to baptism for real, not that it is a huge deal, but it was so cool. I don't think I will ever be in a situation like that again where the investigator already has such a strong testimony of the importance of what you are saying. The rest of the exchange went pretty well, we ended up getting in the middle of a fight at the skate park, but it wasn't really anything. Some kid was mad because people were talking about him on FB. We looked a little out of place, four missionaries hanging around 30 high school kids watching a fight. But we actually has some good interaction with them before the cops got there.

 

The next day was super great too. We have been teaching a family and commited them to be baptized as well. They are so cool, they aren't super golden or anything, but they accepted the invitation to be baptized and we will continue to work with them until the date to make sure they are ready.

 

We had another Spanish fireside last night, it wasn't as amazing as the last one, but it was still way good. Always fun to see all the other missionaries.

 

This work is definitely inspired. I am so blessed to be here. It hasn't been that long and I can already see how far I have come. The Lord truly does watch after his missionaries and Heavenly Father definitely answers prayers. There is nothing I would rather be doing.

 

Thank you all for your prayers and your letters,

 

I love you all,

 

Elder St. Martin

5/14/12

 Hello all,

 

Feeling refreshed and reinvigorated after getting to talk with my family yesterday!

 

This last week was another good one. Because we have found so many people who welcome us back, we have been trying to get around and see everyone, but unfortunately this isn't as big of a priority for others as it is for us, so we have been running into a ton of missed and ditched out on appointments. That is the work, it is alright, just frustrating.

 

We started our new English class on Tuesday with new lessons and more people. It was pretty good, and more people have called since then wanting to come, so it is definitely a nice, new addition.

 

We did have a good experience with a new family we have been teaching, we already had taught them a great first lesson and commited them to read. So when we went by for the follow up lesson, we were hoping great things. Not all of them read, but some did. The one thing I was most excited to hear was how the father explained how after we left there was a "harmony" in his home that he couldn't explain, a kind of "spirit" that they haven't experienced before. We were so excited to hear that, recognizing the spirit in their home will hopefully help their family and help them read together.

 

As we find and begin teaching these people, it is so sweet to see how they can see the inherent goodness in what we we share before we even sit down to teach them. One of the things I am most grateful for here is that people really do see us as representatives of Jesus Christ. So when they slam the door, it's because they aren't willing to truly accept him yet, and when they invite us back we are so happy because we know we are probably working with someone who has a solid faith in Christ.

 

I have reached my four month mark, and I know that seems so short, but I look back at where I started and can see so many changes. A mission is so interesting. To be honest, I haven't had tons of amazing spiritual experiences, whether that is all part of the plan or me not being receptive, but I have been so impressed to see the intricacies of the plan that Heavenly Father has for us. And although nothing crazy has happened (yet) I know that, like life before and after this mission, that my mission will provide me with multitudes of tiny testimony builders and a gradual shift in the person I am. (My family might not think I am too different yet, but I feel like I am).

 

It definitely is crazy that time flies by so fast, but I am so thankful for all the many opportunities I have had thus far.

 

I hope that everyone has an awesome week! Love you all!

Elder St. Martin

5/7/12

Hello family and friends!


This has been another great week in the Great Kentucky Louisville Mission!

The weather is picking up and the work is getting pretty hot as well, hopefully we can get some people to cool off in the font before the worst of summer gets here.

We really have been hitting the pavement pretty hard these last two weeks. We have found some pretty cool people. We taught one family last week who has never talked with missionaries before (several people have, and several confuse us with Jehovah's Witness, but that's another thing altogether). We started teaching this family and it was actually probably one of the better lessons so far on my mission. One thing I really appreciate is the unity Elder Baker and I already have and the rate at which it is developing. This family is open to everything and very clearly sees us as representatives of Christ.

There are a few situations like that, so I am excited for the work here in Clarksville.

We had an awesome Stake Conference yesterday as well. All the missionaries in the Stake joined the Stake Choir for a rendition of Called to Serve, it was pretty cool. The whole conference was about missionary work and the temple. President and Sister Woodbury were there and both spoke, so it was a pretty cool conference.

We have been in a challenge the last two weeks to see who could find the most new investigators. It was split up by district and and companionship. The winning district gets a pizookie party and a pizza party, and the winning companionship gets their car cleaned, a day to blitz with the Zone Leaders, so you can cover twice as much ground, and since Fort Knox is in our mission, a set of Army scriptures with a way cool Army scripture case. So, that challenge plus the fact that this area has been SO slow really got us started off hot. I am proud to say that Elder Baker and I beat out our whole zone and Clarksville Spanish just got some pride back. Plus, our district won as well, so it is safe to say we will be having a pretty fun District Meeting soon with all of our prizes. That challenge really helped our zone as well, more new investigators were found these last two weeks than during any other two weeks in this zone.

It is weeks like this that will ensure the work is progressing well here, we don't have it super hard here, but it isn't the easiest either, so I love to see things like this happening.

There is a saying around here, DWFTB, Don't Wait For The Bishop. But, we are changing it.

DWFTB, that's what Clarksville Spanish's new motto is, Do Work, Find, Teach, Baptize.

Elder St. Martin

4/30/12

Hello Family and Friends!

This was an AWESOME week in the GKLM.

It was a little crazy getting everything together for transfers, Elder Banks two years are up, so he was getting all of his stuff together for that.

Transfer meeting came and went and we got started pretty quick.

My new companion is Elder Zac Baker from Tuscon, AZ. He is 22 years old and has 2 years at U of A under his belt in journalism. His Spanish is pretty good, so I have no fears about that. He is a hard worker and a great planner and I have already learned a lot from. We teach rather well together and haven't had many problems at all in 5 days, but we will see. He really is a great guy and very sincere and focused on the work. He has been out for 8 months, including MTC, and this is his second area.  We mesh rather well and I don’t see any problems coming up at all in the future with him, I can say that pretty assuredly right now. Same name, same spelling, same state – good deal.

It is weird to not have Elder Banks here, all I know is Clarksville with Elder Banks, but that is a mission, we’re never anywhere for too long.

We hit the pavement and got to work. Tracting isn’t fun, and we end up talking to lots of English speakers, but that’s alright, they need this too. We have been making a better effort to talk to everyone we see and from that we have gotten some good referrals for the English missionaries in our district and in turn we have had some referrals from them as well, so its all working out.

We taught more lessons this week then I ever have so far, and we added more investigators this week than this area ever has. When you get to work and focus on the people and the Gosple, the Lord will make up for the rest.

This last week I really saw how inspired this work is. Every little thing is the way it is because that is the way Heavenly Father wants it.

A few weeks ago the mother of the only hispanic family in our area, actually THE only hispanics who go to church, had a neat experience. There is a Spanish branch a ways away out in Corydon, Indiana and she had been asked to speak in church at this branch. No one told her when she was to speak so she was trying to figure out if she should go to Corydon or stay and go to Jeffersonville ward. She prayed and felt that she should stay. A little bit after that some people came knocking at her door. When she went outside she was met by two other hispanics selling tamales. She told them she couldn't buy them because of keeping the Sabbath day holy. They talked for a little bit about church and the gospel and this member got the couples' address and said she would come visit them sometime. When she told us this story we were way stoked to go with her and meet and hopefully teach this family. But, the address was written down wrong. That went cold and we wrote it off as a cool experience for her.

Fast forward two weeks. Now we are at this last Saturday night. An appointment had just fallen through, we were planning to teach a lady and we were going to have her follow us to the church and have a lesson there. A member was waiting at the church as well, so we were hoping it would go well. Well, she never showed up at her house, we waited and called and knocked. Nothing, So we let our member know he could go home and we left a bit annoyed. We have tons of places to go knock at and lots of members to see, but we decided to go to a complex that has not been tracted by missionaries in a long, long time - if ever. So we started at the back and knocked. No one really answered or they weren't interested. After about 30 minutes we heard some loud Spanish on a TV and went to that door. We knocked and it was a family watching a lucha libre fight. We explained que somos misioneros con la Iglesia de JesuCristo de los Santo de los Ultimos dias, and that we would like to share a message with them. Just like that they let us in real quick and we sat down. We asked them if they had every talked to missionaries like us and they said no. As we talked I started looking around and saw some coolers and a big pot in the corner. At that time she mentioned how she and he made and sold tamales. I let that pass by. Then she said she had met a member of our church. She struggled with the name and finally I connected the dots and blurted out her name and they said yes and we talked about her and what they had talked about.

We had a pretty simple and short lesson about the Restoration and invited them to church. They said yes. What?! Yes, wait, you just barely met us and church is tomorrow, in about 13 hours and you have lots of kids, you sure you want to come? We’re not arguing.  And man did they come. I have never had an actual investigator come to church. But they were there. It was testimony meeting, so I prayed that nothing crazy would be said. I prayed the whole meeting. That Elder Baker would do well on translation, I was struggling. They had things to do after sacrament. But they said they would come again next week. And we are meeting with them on Wednesday.

There are hundreds of hispanics that live around that area, not to mention lots of people travel for work and whatnot. And the fact that we just so happened to be there to knock on their door, and that they had met that member of our ward, and that she had felt the need to stay, and everything - is not a coincidence. It was so cool to see.

Who knows what will happen with that family, but I am excited.

Also, on Wednesday night we set up an appointment with one of the ladies from our English class, for Sunday. She had come to the charla with the huge group of people that our other investigator brought. Her husband really liked it as well. So we had a RM come with us to the lesson to. We knocked. She answered the door. Bad news: she had completely spaced about our appointment. Good news: she had a house full of people. They let us in and we chatted for a bit and then watched some futbol, but we rather quickly got into our lesson. It was awesome. Three of us, six of them. We had a great lesson on the Restoration and the BOM. There are some things that weren’t understood by everyone, but instead of us going back over it and explaining it, one of the friends jumped in and said, “no, that’s not what they are saying, what they are saying is . . . “. That doesn’t happen very often. It is a great group of people. A few of them have come to the English class, but there were a few that we have never met. We are going back next Sunday.

There are no coincidences. I know that for sure.

Missionary work is not easy. It is work. But it is a good work. The timing was just right, because we got new mattresses this week as well. So, now I know that really, really can sleep well knowing that we put in a good day.

My dad has reminded me that since I am in a car and that we have an investigator who owns a taco truck and great members, that I should watch out or I am gonna get stupid fat. Well, we now have an awesome family that makes the best tamales I have ever eaten and we found a bakery in of the downtown areas that gives us free cookies and cake and milk because we are “good people”, well I am sure they don’t give free food to all “good people”, but I will accept free baked goods any day.

The people here really are nice, some just wave us on, but the majority are very cordial and listen. Especially Hispanics, they are such great people.

We did happen to kind of get in the middle of a knife fight in one of the apartment complexes we were tracting at. I was torn between calling the police, watching with the guy whose door we had just knocked, or raising my arm to the square and testing some things out. We left our friend with a pamphlet and our number and jetted out of there. It was something I am not too used to. But, I can say that I was not impressed with the weapon selection. Such a poor choice to use a butcher knife, so much less dexterity at the wrist. The other guys’ choice of a barbeque lid as a shield was mighty impressive.  But the best was the five year old Mexican kid that ran out with a huge stick with a little rusty nail at the end. Unfortunately his mother pulled him back into the house before he could show off his skills. The real sad thing was that one of them was someone we had just talked to a few nights before, so I really hope he had that mormon.org card in his pocket when they took him to jail.

Anyway, I am sure my sweet mother won’t read down this far, so she will never know about our more “interesting” interactions with people.

I really am so thankful for all of your prayers and letters. I love you all and wish everyone the best.

Elder St. Martin

4/23/12

Hello all!

This last week was pretty good!

Monday we had an awesome P-Day as a district going around to pawn shops and flea markets and thrift stores trying to find some cool ties or some missionary treasures or whatnot. I kind of struck out, but after grubbing at Buffalo Wild Wings, it all felt better. Now, I will say this, any uneasiness I had when walking into B-dubs surrounded by countless TVs was dispelled when I saw that all they were playing was Golf TV and the WNBA draft, talk about the weakest temptations ever.

Tuesday was awesome! We had exchanged with the bike elders, so I grabbed all of my stuff and jumped on our District Leader's bike and we were off. Their area is the same as our area, we just have dibs on Spanish. So I was pretty familiar with everything. What I was not familiar with was biking, it has been several months since I have done any sort of biking, so my legs definitely felt it. I am not trying to be a wuss, they were just pretty tight. Elder Potter (my exchange comp) and I had an awesome day though. We talked to tons of people and followed up on a few referrals and then went and helped a member move. We had an awesome experience as we were walking around with the member as she was waiting for her husband to walk home. We were talking with her and we passed a lady who we hadn't thought to talk to. She turned to us and said, " thank you guys for all you do, I really respect you." We said, "Thanks!" and kept walking. HOW STUPID, right? She then said, "Yeah, I used to meet with ya'll, but I lost you". Obviously we turned around and stepped toward her, without really even thinking I semi-yelled, "Well, you found us!". She stopped, looked at us, and started weeping. Really weeping. She explained how she did not feel the Lord in her heart anymore and how she was trying to compensate for that by doing tons of service. She had a huge back and leg brace on and she said how she knew she would be perfect in heaven and how her life had been declining. We assured her of the love her Heavenly Father has for her and before we could say anything she asked us for a card. That doesn't usually happen. We left her with the bike elders' phone number and she said she would call.

In Preach My Gospel we read how the Lord is preparing people for us to teach. It says that sometimes we will find them, but they will also find us. And that is what happened that day. There were so many variables that were in play, 10 seconds later and she would have been in her car driving away. This is definitely the Lord's work.

About ten seconds after that we ran into a big dude who said, "I know somebody is gettin saved today, the Jesus Gangsters are out!" Apparently he meant us. There was a few expletives in there as well, but I don't think I should include those. He asked us to call him if we ever needed Spanish translation. That piqued my interest so I stopped and told him I spoke Spanish and we started talking. He was a cool guy. Very interesting. Now he does Spanish translation for people, but he used to be a pimp in Chicago. Real interesting. Nothing really happened with him, but our street cred is rising in downtown, that's always good.

The next day we had a good district meeting. I heard that an old investigator had a little caesar pizza eating contest with the missionaries once and that he had eaten a whole on in 6 minutes 13 seconds, so I felt the need to try and beat it. Big mistake. I got 9 minutes 56 seconds and a terrible belly ache, but everyday since then I have been training with little caesars, so we shall see. That was the highlight of Wednesday until English Class. Our English Class in Charlestown is SO packed now. We have about ten people and more on the way, it is definitely a handful. It will be very interesting to see how we handle it. We went from one lady consistently to ten people and all their children in a week, a bit of a jump.

Thursday through Friday was pretty chill, nothing really happened.

Saturday we met with a few people and helped a member with his remodel.

Sunday we were met with no investigators to church, again. But things will be changing soon, I can smell success in the air.

Today is Elder Banks' last day on the mission. He leaves on Wednesday and has a full day at the mission home tomorrow. We have transfer meeting tomorrow, so I will get a new companion and we are out the door, hitting the pavement, getting to work. I will be the experienced one in terms of the work here in Clarksville, so I am effectively "in charge", which is scary. Luckily I have a GPS now so we won't get too lost, but for the next few weeks it will be definitely interesting until my comp gets up to speed so we can be equally yolked in this mess. I am so stoked! There are some amazing things brewing. We have multiple families in the works, which is ideal.

Pray for me and my new companion, we will definitely be having an interesting week this week.

I love you all, I hope everyone has an awesome week!

Love,

Elder St. Martin

4/16/12

Another great week in the GKLM!

Last Monday we were disappointed to have our lesson cancelled with our most promising investigator family, so we ended up driving around and checking out some hispanic-heavy apartment complexes. We ended the night with some rocking chinese food and I learned that if you go in to get food right before they close, they give you the rest of everything, sweet, right?!

Tuesday we went and worked on our English class and our fliers that we are putting out for it. We will be starting a new beginner class soon so we want to be ready for that. I love teaching them English and I should probably stop soon or else I might want to do it for a career. Not that it would be totally bad, no offense to anyone on that. We had a really sweet spiritual thought on Tuesday after class about prayer and how it draws us closer to God and I could definitely see peoples' minds working. Loved it!

Wednesday we had Zone Conference, so the day was a bit shot. It was a great conference with awesome talks and meetings by President and Sister Woodbury and our Zone Leaders. After that we went out to Charlestown to teach our English class there and we were immensely blessed with some awesome tacos. An awesome investigator from there owns the only Taco Truck in the area so she always hooks us up. Class was great and she brought a friend and we ended up teaching her about the Book of Mormon and she said she would read it.

Thursday we had a great day of service at the Baptist Food Kitchen making Chicken, Ham & beans, and garlic bread. I am starting to remember lots of the regulars and the awesome ladies who work there always provide some good entertainment. After that we went to the Tornado Relief Seventh Day Adventist Warehouse. It was pretty darn slow so we left pretty soon after that and then went tracting for the rest of the night. We didn't really pick up any investigators but got some referrals for the English Elders. That is how things go here, we end up finding more English people who are interested when we go tracting and not many hispanics, and the English Elders never find anyone tracting, crazy.

Friday we had a good day full of Weekly Planning and Ward Coordination. Friday night was awesome. We found out at the last minute about a baptism going on in another ward so when we went over to an appointment we had set, that was our goal, to bring them to the baptism. This investigator is someone who doesn't have much support from their family with their progression, which is normal, and their baptism date keeps changing, so we were stoked when we got him to the baptism! It was such a sweet experience. The Spirit was so strong and when we talked to him after he said, "if it feels like that all the time, sign me up!". We are assured that he will remember that experience and peace for a while to come.

Saturday wasn't super eventful. We ran around trying to meet with people and no one was home or had time. And then we went contacting some former investigators who look like they will stay "former" and then went out to Charlestown to invite some people from our English class to the charla foganera (fireside) that was being held at the mission home on Sunday night. We went by the awesome family with the taco truck and we couldn't get out before she fed us, not really complaining. She is slowly becoming my second mother (don't worry mom, you have a clear 1st), but just because she loves to feed us whenever she sees us.

The charla is held every 3rd sunday of every month and it is a Spanish fireside. We can only go if we have an investigator there, and a rock solid member or recent convert always speaks and then it is a testimony meeting. It is an awesome activity so we spent a lot of Saturday trying to get people there.

Sunday came, investigators didn't show up for church, which was disappointing. But, we made an awesome find. We miss a lot of stuff since we drive everywhere, so when the English bike elders called us saying they just have their only Spanish pass along card to a hispanic family at a park,we jetted over. This park is amazing. HUGE! Seriously, there were hundreds of people there. And a good number of hispanics. And, apparently they hold soccer games there and street soccer matches at the tennis courts on weekends, so it was an amazing AMAZING find.

Our mission now has a standard of talking to 10 people a day, not including lessons, tracting, or normal finding activities. This standard is accompanied by a promise that Elder Ballard gave that if we did this, our convert baptisms would double. Already there have been awesome stories around the mission of golden investigators and instant baptisms being set up by making sure they hit the 10 people mark. So, I feel so much more confident in achieving that goal now. The fact of the matter is, there aren't tons of hispanics just walking around, so that park helps.

Anyway, we followed up on some invitations to the charla, and it seemed as if we were going to get jipped on that. But, we called our sweet second mother with the taco truck and she said they were coming. But they would be late because they were celebrating their daughter's birthday. But that she was bringing everyone to the charla from the birthday party. Wait, did you read that right? Everyone!
So, we went over to an amazing Spanish family's house from our ward, got a ride, and made our way to Louisville for the charla.

We arrived a little late, quickly took our seats in the back of the living room (about 50 people were there, so its pretty crammed and missionaries either sit in the back or stand in the kitchen).

After about ten minutes, our investigators came. With about ten friends and all their children. Multiple families, people! In the mission home, with 50 spanish investigators and members and almost every spanish missionary from the mission. It was amazing. As they walked up I felt so amazingly happy. Not just because this was a huge step for those we already knew, but an awesome introduction to the Church for the ones we hadn't met. But, the Spirit was very strong, and other than one old man from Cuba who had to be told to sit down because he started rambling off about assassination attempts in jails in Cuba, the testimonies were great!

Not all of those people who came loved it. Their kids were very rowdy. But all of them but one usually attends our English class, so we are in an awesome position. And, our superstar Spanish family knew one of the families that came. It was great.

I am so excited for this week and every one after it. I have officially been on my mission for three months. Time flies! There is always something more to do, so it is impossible to feel inadequate. But I know that this is our Father's business. I have only begun to scratch the surface on the insanely huge bank of tender mercies and blessings that is missionary work. One of my teachers, Hermano Pacheco, wrote me a letter before I left the MTC. He helped me out a ton in the MTC and I know that the Lord blessed me with those teachers. He told me that I would be a successful missionary. Success does not always mean baptisms, he said. Success is building friendships that last throughout the eternities.

We have had no baptisms. Not one investigator has come to church since I have been here. My Spanish falters and my teaching is far from perfect. But the Lord builds up His missionaries. Sunday night as all those people filed in, my heart was full. I kinda think that is how it will feel in the eternities, as we see those we have loved and shared the gospel file in amongst the ranks of faithful saints. It is possible that none of them will be baptized. But, for that instant, I knew what success was.

Family and friends. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is the vehicle that will help you peel back all these false perceptions of reality that we have today and help you see that the Gospel is the truth. And Christ is the truth, the way, and the light. The Church is as true as the Gospel. And Christ sits at the head. Anything you do to progress His work is a deed well done. Let your light so shine and open your mouths! There are 14 million of us on this Earth that know the truth and the way, many less than that are active on their beliefs, don't hold back. Member missionary work is missionary work. Home teaching and Visiting Teaching is just missionary work to those who are already baptized. The simple joys that come from this work are out there for you to enjoy. Pray for a missionary experience and you will get one!

Is it any wonder that missionaries say and write stuff like that? We are on the front lines. We know how many blessings there are to be had in missionary efforts, and the blessing that you could be to someone else's life. Be that blessing.

I love you all. I don't know who all prays for me or what you say, but thank you and keep it up, it is more than myself out here.
Thank you for everything.

Elder St. Martin

Photos {MTC}

4/9/12

Hello Family and Friends!

Another great week in the Great Kentucky Louisville Mission!

General Conference and then Easter were awesome bookends to an otherwise uneventful week. It was still great, don't get me wrong  (I am on a mission, is there ever a bad week) (Oh, how naive I am)) but we had some setbacks this week.

Nothing too drastic, just some difficulties in getting a hold of people and schedule conflicts. That, plus a family completely disappearing off the face of the Earth, made it not the best of weeks.

We did have an awesome dinner and lesson with a great family we have been teaching. We have another scheduled tonight, so pray for us!

There really have not been any drastic changes, I know it is not a boring work, but sometimes I don't know what to write! Lame, I know.

UK won the championship, we definitely saw that, and now Indiana is rated #1 for pre season, so my area is pretty set in the sports kingdom - not that I really hear much of that anyway. The derby is coming up, so maybe we will have some cool stuff associated with that.

Although I don't have any crazy story or new development, I am still so happy and excited as ever to be out here. Time flies so fast! It has almost been a month since I came of the MTC, next thing I know, it'll be over. I really do love being out here and I love the people. It is not the easiest thing, being a missionary, but man is it worth it. The closer I come to being the truest follower of Christ I can, I grow ever more grateful for this opportunity I have to proclaim the truth. We see the Lord's hand alive and well, actively participating in furthering along His work, it is a great experience we have in helping others bring their souls unto Christ.

I hope all is well out in the world, Thank you for all of those who have sent letters and also thank you all for your prayers, love and support.

Elder St. Martin