On Tuesday we did what is called a "Zone Blitz." A "blitz" is missionary lingo for when multiple companionships work in an specific area. We had all 11 companionships in our zone go to the Shasta Lake Ward, and we were able to see a lot of success! I really enjoyed being able to change up the pace with missionary work and try something new. I went on exchanges with Elder Briggs for a couple of hours, and it was awesome! I was able to ride a bike for the time, and it felt so good! Man, I miss riding a bike every day. We talked to some people that were willing to have the Elders come back over, so it was a great day!
We went to try and contact one of our YSA investigators this past week. He wasn't home, so we were just going to go and visit somebody else. As we were leaving we saw a guy sitting on his balcony with a cigarette in his hand. For a moment I dismissed the thought of going to talk to him, but the same thought kept coming back to my mind. I turned to Elder Page and said, "We need to go talk to that guy." At this point we were driving away, so we flipped around, parked the truck, and started walking toward his apartment building. We saw he wasn't on his balcony anymore, so we figured we would just knock on his door. He was willing to talk with us, and we ended up discussing a wide range of gospel topics. We are planning on going back soon to talk to him more. Let the Holy Spirit guide!
Our Bishop from the family ward spoke a little bit ago, and he shared a poem that really stuck out to me. It is called "How Different," written by R.C. Trench. I'll share it with all of you.
Some murmur when the sky is clear
And wholly bright to view,
If one small speck of dark appear
In their great heaven of blue;
And some with thankful love are filled,
If but one streak of light,
One ray of God's good mercy, gild
The darkness of their night.
We were trying to stay diligent this past week especially when we didn't have a lot of stuff going on. And it so turns out that we found ourselves in the middle of an afternoon with nothing else to do. Our mission president advised us to only go tracting if we had absolutely nothing else to do, so we went tracting! We started talking to a guy that was in his garage carrying groceries inside. He and his wife came out, and they were very friendly with us! Molly, the wife, ended up being the receptionist that worked at the doctor's office the day I went in with my dislocated toe, so we had an instant connection there. They seem like very spiritual people, and they invited us to come back another time to share more of our message! That was Part 1.
Part 2 happened a little bit later on when we talked to a young man named Alex at his door. He said it wasn't a good time right then, but we could come back the next day at 5. So that first bit was awesome, and part 2.5 was even better. We came back the next day, and the family invited us in. Apparently they have a bunch of Mormon family members in Utah. Brianna, the mother, told us she has never felt so good in any place like she felt in Utah. This family is awesome. They even invited us over for dinner this Thursday! We are very excited to be working with them!
Part 3 was the last one, and it was also great. A lady answered her door and started talking to us. She had a t-shirt that had a non-profit organization shown on the front. We started talking to her about it a bit, and she opened up a lot. We continued to tell her about what we do as missionaries, and we shared a brief overview of the message of the Restoration. We invited her to learn more and she said, "How do I do that?" She was very nice and open, and she accepted to take the lessons! There were so many miracles that came about that day, and I am very grateful to the Lord for allowing us to experience them.
This might be the longest email I have written on my mission. I know Jesus Christ is the only way to true happiness, if only we will follow and live like Him. I love my Savior. I love you guys, and hope you have a great week!
Elder Nielsen
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