On Monday after PDay was officially over (6 o'clock)
one of the members canceled the Family Home Evening that we had. So, we
decided to go out knocking. Well, in the three hours we had left, we
found 5 NI's! It was awesome! It really helped me realize the importance
of working hard, even when you might not have very much time to do so.
This has probably been the best week we've had out in Raeford. Funny
story about tracting, though. We have the one apartment complex that is
just absolutely MASSIVE (I'm talking 87 buildings with a minimum of 6
apartments per building, most of them with 8) that we've been tracting
out because it's close and we can find a decent amount of HIspanics
there. Got to save those miles! Anyways, we're knocking it at night when
it was really dark and we meet this one person from Puerto Rico. He was
really nice, and the step-dad of someone we'd found last week. So we
start talking to him, and all of a sudden his entire life story comes
out. I don't know why, but people seem to think that these random 19
year olds are the people who are okay to tell your darkest secrets.
Well, this man in particular has more than your average person, due to
him having been one of the largest drug dealers in Puerto Rico.
Apparently he had to flee here when the threats to his life got too
severe, which is why he's living in just some apartments. This was about
15 or so years ago as best as we can tell, but he left behind a huge
house with "4 cars and 2 motorcycles." His brother and dad are keeping
it safe until he plans to return, but he's still too worried about it.
Fun times. Then about ten minutes later,
somebody refused to open the door and said that she was going to call
the police. We found out why a few minutes later when someone told us to
be safe because of how this was a really dangerous area. Now, my
companion had said that it was a really ghetto area, but it certainly
wasn't the worst place I'd knocked. Then, in another few doors, we had
someone tell us to be safe and either leave or carry on us because of
the many shootings and drug deals that went down in the area. Naturally,
we thanked him and kept on knocking. (Sorry, Mom! You thought you
finally had a missionary staying safe!) Nothing else happened that
night, except for a two-minute swinging break. My companion has this
thing about needing to swing at every park that we knock around. So we
did that for a minute, then headed home because it was time to go. 
The
only other big thing that happened this week was an awesome lesson. We
stopped by a less active's house and not only was she there, but so was
her boyfriend who isn't a member! Even better, it turns out that they
were talking about coming to church the very same day we came by! He
said that he was interested in learning more about what we believe, and
so we got to teach him the Restoration. It was awesome, and he had a lot
of really great questions. He couldn't make it to church on Sunday, but
he said that he would read in and pray about the Book of Mormon. We're
super pumped to see how well it goes!
That's all for this week, time for some random pictures!
Just a throwback to my first day, yesterday was my six month mark of being in field!
We have to walk quite a bit around here.
And then just another picture of my first day in field, my first trainer pre-destroyed collarbone.
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